#toji x yn you

[velvetcrimsonkisses]

SMAU- WHO'S A GOOD BOY? (PRANK)

(Gojo, Geto, Toji, Nanami, Choso, Sukuna, Higuruma, Ino)

[anlxcqrd]

𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐔𝐏!

sypnosis: suddenly making out with them/you in the middle of an argument.

contains: groping, spitting, fem!reader, unprotected sex, angry sex, swearing, p in v, oral, etc.

featuring: gojo, geto, sukuna and toji.

warning: sexual content is present in the following. read at your own risk!

GOJO SATORU

You're furious. Fumes coming out of your ears, face red in anger, your voice coming out in a very annoying pitch.

Satoru hates it.

He wants to hear your voice in a different pitch. One that doesn't give him a headache but does the opposite.

Bring him pleasure.

While you shout how careless and frustrating his actions are, he reached his boiling point and pushed you against the wall.

"Enough." His voice is dangerous, laced in venom. You were about to push him away when he smashes his lips onto yours, not even giving you a chance to mutter a single syllable.

He cups your clothed breasts, grinding his hips against yours making you forget about the whole thing. You wrap your arms around his neck and kissed him back. You moan when his hand snakes inside your pants and pressed his fingers against your clothed cunt.

"So wet." he muttered between kisses. "Shut up and hurry." You silently whine grinding against him harder. "Earlier you were telling me to fuck off and now.." he pauses pressing his fingers harder against your panties. "you're telling me to fuck you." He scoffs, a small grin starting to form on his lips as he pulls down your pants along with your lace panties.

"Please." You begged against his lips. He hums taking your request in consideration before pulling down his trousers. He kisses you again, lifting you up against him before slamming his cock inside you. You gasp and cling to him as he pistons in and out of you, balls slapping against your ass. "Hah—please..more faster!" You arch your back against the wall as he hits all the good spots in your tight cunt.

He writes his name on your clit and you drool in pleasure. He pounds into you relentlessly. He grips your hips tight, nails digging into your skin as he whimpers your name.

"Fuck—s'tight" he groans, burying his face onto the crook of your neck before nipping on your skin, leaving a few marks. His thrusts became sloppier and sloppier and with one last powerful thrust, he cums a riverbank in your pussy. Some even dripping down to the floor.

He pants and caresses your cheek. "You okay?" He asks and you nod, pressing a soft kiss to his lips before resting your head on his shoulder.

"I'm still not done with you yet. M'gonna make you scream my name. Got that?"

GETO SUGURU

Eyes glued to the floor, embarrassment and regret eating you alive, your boyfriend—not your mother or your father—but your boyfriend is scolding you.

Why you ask? You forgot to pick up the girls from school.

Really simple yet you failed.

How dissapointing.

You look up at him to meet his glare. And he sighs. "What am i gonna do with you.." he groans running his hand through his long hair and they fall back down beautifully. Before he could remind you again what the girl's schedule is, you cut him off with a kiss, but he fights you and rejects your kiss. "Baby, now's not the time to play around."

He says but as a very stubborn person, you ignore his protest and kissed him again. And again. Until those small pecks slowly took a heated turn and became a make out session.

And thats how you end up in your bedroom, on your knees sucking his cock for dear life and worshipping it like its the 8th wonder of the world. "Hngh—that's it baby yeahh" He groans as you bob your head up and down taking him deep in your mouth.

Your eyes welled up in tears as you suppress a gag. He brushes a strand of hair away from your face and wiped your tears. His breathing is heavy, his groans and moans are cut off. Your hands tenderly massaged his heavy balls and he almost cums. His hips move forward against your mouth.

Deeper and deeper. Almost bruising your uvula.

He moans your name as he bursts in your mouth, not being able to pull out. You swallow his cum and pant.

"Hah.."

"Got anything to say for yourself?" He raises a brow, looking down at you.

"I'm sorry for forgetting to pick up the girls." You wipe your lips.

"Uhuh"

"It was very immature of me."

"Uhuh"

"It'll never happen again. I promise."

He grips your chin making you look directly at him. "I'm giving you the whole night to make it up to me. And you're gonna buy the girls cupcakes tomorrow."

RYOMEN SUKUNA

You're used to getting scolded by your boyfriend. Usually he'd give you a 10 minute scolding but this time, it was taking more longer than usual, so you decided to pull out the big guns and interrupt his scolding with a small kiss.

"Tch stupid brat. That's not gonna change my mind." His frown goes deeper and you kiss him again. This time, deeper and sloppier.

So he decides to penetrate your tight pussy without any warning making you moan into the kiss. "Mmh s'kuna.." You whimper as he starts fucking you hard against the wall. His mouth breaks the kiss and latches his lips onto your neck, leaving purplish marks.

His pace goes faster and faster as he moves harder and harder before releasing his hot seed into your tight hole.

He puts you down before dragging you down with him on the bed. "You thought I was done with you? Humans are indeed stupid. Now, bend over."

FUSHIGURO TOJI

Uncleaned dishes on the sink, bottle of alcohol next to him, his kids haven't eaten yet. You are so fed up with his antics. But before you scold him, you make sure to cook food for his children and put them to sleep. You don't want them to hear you fighting.

"You are so childish! The fridge is empty! What were they eating!?" You shout at him. You were pretty aware that your neighbors could hear you. "I'm tired of always cleaning after your mes—!!"

He suddenly kisses you, preventing the words to come out of your mouth. He picks you up, moving to the kitchen, before bending you over the only clean counter in the house.

"I'll make it up to you, woman" He says grinding against your ass before spanking it hard. "Hey!" You exclaim. "Shh..stop talking, pretty girl." He whispers before pulling your panties down and entering your tight hole.

He groans as you clench around him. You arch your back, followed by a moan as he began to move. He grabs a fistful of your hair and makes you look at him. You kiss him, feeling his balls slapping against your ass.

"I'm close" you moan against the counter. He doesn't even say 'me too', he just cums inside you making you reach your climax as well.

He kisses your shoulder, murmuring apologies as he does so.

a/n: its a bit rushed so ignore the spelling/grammar errors! (I gtg somewhere so my bad if its trash)

[emmyrosee]

C-can we have baby megumi call reader mom for the first time 🥺👉👈

YOU TRYNA KILL ME 🥺

——-

The movie is just about over when you meet your gaze with toji, who’s half asleep on the couch next to you. He smiles exhaustedly before flicking his eyes down to megumi, who’s fast asleep in your lap. Bedtime was hours ago, but ever the stubborn one, Megumi insisted on watching the movie with you both, changing the subject from horror to family friendly.

He was sound asleep not fifteen minutes in. Your thighs are tingling with numbness, but you would never dare waking the small boy.

“I’ll clean up toys, you wanna do bedtime?” He asks. You hum happily and scoop the small boy in your arms, smiling as he stretches before nuzzling closer. “Kid’s getting big.”

“Never too big to be tucked in,” you mewl, shifting Megumi slightly. He smacks his tiny lips together.

“Maybe he’s too big for ya-“

“No, he’s not, he’s perfect, back off,” you hiss quickly, making Toji snicker and shake his head. You carry him down the hall to his bedroom, plopping down on the small bed and cradling him close. His cheek is warm against your hand, and you press a tiny kiss to his forehead adoringly.

“Your dad’s crazy,” you whisper to the small boy, brushing his hair out of his face. “But I guess we’ll keep him, yeah?”

“Mmhm,” megumi huffs, knuckling his eye. You smile roll your thumb over the swell of his cheeks.

“Go back to sleep, ‘gumi,” you coo, shifting the blanket to slot him under. He quickly burrows under the warmth, nuzzling into his pillow. His cheeks are reddening with sleep, and just as you make a move to leave, he paws for your hand.

“Mumma…”

The room is still, save for Megumi’s rhythmic breathing. His tiny fingers grip onto your ring finger, holding tightly. His little lips are smooshed against the pillow as he sleeps, but you however, couldn’t breathe, too overcome with emotions over just what megumi said.

Mumma. He called you his mumma, he trusted you enough, loves you enough to give you that title, and your bottom lip wobbles as your thumb strokes over his tiny fingers. Tears roll down your cheeks and splatter onto the sheets below you, darkening the fabric underneath. Your free hand comes up to cover your mouth, worrying about waking him with your sobs.

Your body trembles with emotion, exhilaration and excitement coursing through you, and you try your best to keep it all composed.

“M-Mumma’s he-re, baby,” you choke, squeezing his hand gently.

You’re not sure how long you’re sitting there, watching him sleep, but it’s long enough where toji comes to seek you out.

“Jeez,” he grumbles, voice low to keep his son from waking up. “How long does it take-“ he softens at the sight of your tears. “The hell happened?”

“He called me mumma,” you explain, sniffling and shaking your head. “He’s just… never done that.” At your explanation, toji chuckles and stalks into the bedroom, big hand resting on your back and rubbing soothing circles to ground you.

He hums, “what can I say? The booger likes you.”You look up at him with a smile, and he uses his free hand to wipe a tear from your eye. “And I got no complaints about your company either.”

You gently ease your hand out of Megumi’s grip, moving his stuffed dog from one side of his bed and into his arms, which he subconsciously grabs and nuzzles into.

“I like him, too,” you whisper. You look back up at toji, and immediately, raise your arms. “And I’ll like you too if you carry me to bed.”

He groans softly, “the kid is right here-“

“If you really love me you’ll do it,” you tease. Toji rolls his eyes and hunches over to get you onto his back, shushing you as you giggle and climb on.

“You tryna wake the brat up?” He grunts, carrying you out and closing the door behind him.

“He’s not a brat.”

“You’re a brat.”

You kiss his temple wetly, “so what?”

“I’ll give you so what,” he grumbles, stalking through the halls.

[saerotonins]

biggest scandals they have faced

ft. actor!nanami kento, fushiguro toji x wife!reader (separated) 

content warnings: fluff, light angst, jjk actor au, celebrity issues, cheating allegations, divorce allegations, none of them are true, misogyny, mentions of infertility, just cruel stuff based on the issues i see online, slightly suggestive (making out), toji and wife call each other "ma" and "pa", mentions/hinting of sex, internet trolls, horrible people online, pls don't read if these issues are triggering to you, shitty article names lol

wc: 2052

note: this got too long, will do other parts for the other actors instead <33 happy holidays, everyone!

NANAMI KENTO:

Jujutsu Kaisen Star Nanami Kento Facing Trouble in Paradise: Leads to Divorce

to say he was irritated when he saw the headlines from the tabloids was an understatement, he is beyond livid. but the comments just made everything worse.

user_1: wow aren't they married for years already? maybe his wife can't conceive any babies? LOL

user_2: must be, or maybe nanami's just realized his wife is just using him for his actor money 

user_3: the wife doesn't know to make a sandwich i fear 

user_4: maybe he got tired of his wife's ugly face, no wonder he hides it from the internet hahaha

kento doesn't give a fuck if people were dragging his name left and right but god forbid it involves you, his loving wife who has been nothing but utterly supportive of his career. for someone who stuck by his side for years, it angers him that people immediately assume that you were the problem. he knows the news isn't true, he literally just cuddled with you last night, so to say that you were getting a divorce almost makes him laugh if it weren't how stupid this situation is. 

when his manager informed him about the situation, he immediately cancelled every schedule that he has for today, he will call the lawyers to settle this later but for now, his main focus is you. 

you are someone who is used to the privacy of your own space which is why you opted to keep your face off his socials and remain anonymous to the eyes of his fans. kento hates it that your peace is getting disturbed due to his stardom, so he is willing to drop everything just to go home to you and comfort you. no one knows who you really are but the way it made people talk like they do, makes him angry. no way his wife is going to be disrespected like this.

the moment kento opens the door the your shared home, he's panting, sweat evident in his forehead and worry present in his eyes as he looks at you across the living room, sitting on the couch with your phone in your hands. 

"shit," he thought, he knows you already saw the news, and worse the comments. he can tell just by your body language. your eyes sunken in sadness and your lips form a frown. he doesn't see it but he knows your heart is breaking too.

"honey," kento breathes out as he walks towards you. he knows you heard him, but you stay in your position, disbelief flooding your senses. suddenly, you came back to reality when you feel kento's warm embrace, his large and quick hands getting rid of your phone before placing it on your head and immediately feeling his chest against your head.

his breathing his ragged, unstable deep breaths as he tells you, "it's gonna be okay," and a thousand apologies to go with it. you nod instead, finding yourself difficult to talk. you opt to rub onto his arm, a silent reply to his comforting and kento seems to understand your gesture. he then kisses the crown of your head as he pulls you tighter in his embrace.

"am i holding you back, kento?" you asked, your voice quite muffled as you speak through his button down blouse.

"oh god, darling you will never hold me back, if anything, you keep me moving. don't listen to them, alright? i'm happy and contented to where we are right now, don't worry about it." he lets go of the embrace and cups your face with both of his hands. he looks at you with loving eyes as he brushes your lower lip with his thumb. you close your eyes as he leaned closer, then you finally felt his lips against yours. he gives a peck, another, and then a third one before he crashes his lips onto you for the last time as he takes his time to explore your mouth.

kento knows a lot of ways to apologize, and this is one of them. he is gentle, but his love is loud as he allows his tongue clash against yours, the wet squelch filling up the room as he allows himself to be drunk with your lips.

when kento lets go, his breathing is heavy but satisfied. "i'll take care of everything from then on, okay?" he says as he caresses your face and a smile creeps to his face when you lean towards his touch with a nod. "will you be releasing a statement?" you ask.

"yeah, i'll contact our lawyer about it and then we'll see what we can do." his answer earned a curt nod from you. kento noticed pursed your lips, obviously thinking about something.

"are you still bothered by the comments?"

"no, i mean, i'm a bit upset about how people were talking about me online but i'm just curious as to where all this came from." 

"hmm, yeah, we'll take care of that too, for now, just rest your pretty mind and always remember that i will never leave you. that okay?" his gentle voice makes your heart feel full, and that's you know that your husband will always be at your beck and call. "yeah." you answered as you give his lips a quick peck, "i love you," you added.

"i love you too."

not a even a day later, the JJK LABEL had released a statement and an article regarding the fake news that had surfaced.

Nanami Kento Slams Fake Divorce Article: "Don't project your problems in your love life through me and my wife."

"the article itself and the comments are horrible and people are stupid enough to believe something that came from a tabloid known to release fake news. maybe this just tells about how gullible and stupid people are for believing groundless rumors and not my relationship." the artist stated.

"to everyone involved in the release of this article, we will see you on court and i hope you have any evidence about your claim. to the people who threw disgusting comments about my wife, please worry how alone you are instead of snooping around our relationship." he adds.

that day, kento's fanbase rejoice as the tabloids finally got their karma when it was reported that their company was finally shut down.

FUSHIGURO TOJI:

it was a normal day in the fushiguro household until megumi bursts in through the door with a loud and resounding—

"dad, what the fuck?" 

"megumi, language, please!" you warned him.

your word goes through megumi's ears and went to his dad who is currently lounging in the living room reading his script. he paid his son's words no mind and gave him a raised eyebrow, urging him to continue.

"your name is all over tabloids because of a forum post. look," megumi says as he faces his phone screen to toji's face. to say that he's horrified to what he just saw is an understatement. so, with a worry mind, you go behind toji's lounging chair and read what's on the screen.

Acting Veteran 'T' Caught in An Affair! 

At the night of Tuesday, Actor 'T' is caught leaving a hotel with a seemingly younger woman clinging on his arms. The two are being lovey-dovey in their Shibuya rendezvous. Actor 'T' is currently married with a child which makes everything even more scandalous. What would actor 'T'’s wife and child think about this? Seems like the man really took a liking towards sneaking away with younger women.

Actor 'T'’s identity will be released by [MM/DD/YY] so stay tuned! For now, let us know your thoughts below.

user_1: actor veteran and the code is T? must be toji then?

user_2: this is definitely toji lmfao he looks like someone who would fool a younger woman

user_3: his wife must be so rusty now so he's running to the younglings LOL

user_4: respect for having the balls to cheat on his wife after this long, ik his ass is itching

user_5: @user_4 LMFAO should've done it sooner! bet he doesn't want to pay child support so he's staying 😂

user_6: NOOOO the GOAT got caught damn we were rooting for u 👑

"what the fuck?" both you and toji's voice were erupting in the whole room. out of shock? anger? rage? megumi is not sure but there is one thing he's sure of, both of you are being scary right now and the red in both of you and husband's eyes are almost showing due to the high range of emotions you were both feeling right now.

despite knowing that toji is utterly in love with you and he was actually with you that day, it scares him that his father is facing this kind of scandal. people are horrible out there trying to ruin his father's career that he worked hard on and this is the proof.

toji might be used to having false rumors spread about him all over the years he is in the acting industry, but what he can't take is people talking shit about his wife and thinking less about her. the comments that he just read just woke up the rage inside of him.

"mom?" megumi had called you since it's been minutes when you had gone quiet. the sight before him broke his heart. 

your eyes are trying not to let your tears fall, but the comments are too hurtful to ignore, too cruel to set aside. even though you know that it's covered with a codename (barely), you exactly know it's your husband that they are talking about. you're hurt about the comments but you're most scared of your husband's career coming to a screeching halt.

you suddenly feel your husband hug you so tight and you let it all out. his shirt might get damped but toji doesn't care, comforting his wife comes first. he then tells megumi, "call our lawyer, tell him what we just saw, they'll know what to do," megumi frantically nods and gets out of the house to do what toji had said.

"come on, ma, let's go and get some rest." toji had urged you to go with him.

"pa, this is so ridiculous, i know you know how to deal with these but this is just too much, they're targeting our family now." the sadness in your voice and the tears that flow through face break toji's heart. you don't deserve this. these assholes needed to be taught a lesson, and he knows he won't be nice about it. "i'll take care of this, 'kay? i love you and megs so much, angel."

toji's voice somehow calmed your senses and you let yourself cry in his arms until you're left with no tears. "i'm sorry, i'm too old to cry like this." you said as you try to wipe the remnants of your tears from your face.

"no one's too old to cry, darling," toji coos, glad that you're finally able to calm down, and caresses the back of your head. then, a sly smirk forms on his lips, "you know what else we're not too old for?" 

genuinely curious, you look up to him, "what?" you asked. 

toji leaned down and whispered, "another child, think we can give megumi a sibling?" and gave you a mischievous look.

"toji!" you exclaimed as you smack his chest, flustered of his words. 

"gross, get a room, and is now really the time for this?" you suddenly let go of yourself from toji's grasp the moment you heard megumi back in the living room. toji chuckled, "i got it all covered, both of you rest up and i will deal with all of this." toji walked towards where megumi is standing and gives his head a gentle pat, "no one's gonna ruin us, alright?" 

the conviction in toji's voice made it clear to both of you and megumi that he already has a plan in mind, and you trust him enough to believe him. he has never let the both of you down, after all.

the next day, news break out the the person who posted the rumor on the online forum is caught with other criminal charges aside from the defamation he just attempted to do. the horrible comments also seem to magically disappear.

Fushiguro Toji Busts Down Anonymous User, Other Criminal Charges Involved

"I hope this serves as a lesson to everyone else. I'm not backing down until everyone gets what they deserve for ruining the names of the people I care about. I will not let go until every single horrible person who rises their tongue against my family is punished." Toji stated.

"Be careful what you read and comment online, please don't forget that the people you talk about are not just subjects, but real human beings." The veteran actor added.

the fake news spreader should have really known not to deal with a veteran who is powerful enough to protect the people he cherishes.

edit: i just noticed that i wasn't able to add the ending to toji's part 😭 my apologies, i fixed it now!

[aajjks]

Pu$$y Drunk (m)

synopsis. an insatiable pussy hungry Toji Fushiguro.

warnings: 18+ thèmès, èxplïcït cöntènt, smüt, püssy hüngry tójí, bèggïng (yùmmy), ôrál sèx (fèm rècíèvíng), fèràl tójí, nèèdy tôjí, prófáníty, tôngúè fückíng. MDNI

note. Toji makes my brain rot so here we go. if this is shitty to you. I am so sorry but if you like it, oh my God, yay. Oh my God guys enjoy and please follow me hehe, like this and re-blog this because I know some of you need this *wink*

header not mine, cr to owner, I found it on Pinterest!

“The fuck yn.. please don’t make me fuckin beg, baby.”

He doesn’t really like to beg because he’s always getting used to what he wants, especially from you. He doesn’t mean it in a good way, but you are quite easy.

But he doesn’t blame you because he is irresistible, and really fucking charming and sexy. And he knows that.

“Fuck.. please please I need this..” he says, looking into your eyes as he is parting your legs further apart.

you know that your resistance? it’s useless but it’s just fun to see him like this.

You really like it when he’s desperate like this. He needs to know that you control him. It’s fun to be in control of someone like him.

“eh I’m not interested OK.”

You reply, dryly. Suddenly your nails looks so interesting to you as you stare at your nails, avoiding his eyes because you know that his eyes get you weak.

His eyes are so… sexy.

Everything about him is sexy. “Nooo you don’t understand. I really need this.”

Toji doesn’t stop trying to pry your legs apart, you are no match to him when it comes to strength. But he knows what you want and he’s willing to give it to you.

As long as he gets to eat your pussy.

“Look at me yn! fuck— fuck, look at me baby.” He says, his voice deep and soft. “Please fuckin let me eat your pussy?” He says in a soft tone.

He can be soft if you want.

“Fuck… you know how much I love this pretty pussy of yours, the only thing that gets me goin’ you know it!”

Your heart flutters.

He groans, a smirk takes over his features as he manages to put some distance between your legs.

Oh, he loves your pink panties.

“So fuckin pretty.” He kisses your inner thigh, his skilled fingers grabbing the hem of your panties as he drags it downwards.

“Mhmm smells so good..” Toji sniffs, your resolve has already weakened and now you’re fucking horny

His words are doing things to you, you want to rub your legs together but you can’t. “A-Agh stop talking!” You finally manage to get it out.

But he only continues to kiss your inner thigh, and he slips one of his fingers gently inside your awaiting cunt.

You gasp, he sighs.

“Ohhh so tight already, goodness you’re already wet yn..” he speaks in such a low tone, you can barely hear him, it’s almost like he’s talking to himself… but you’re now to engrossed into the feeling of his finger inside you.

“a-ah..” you let out a sound, so pretty that he adds another one, stretching you out, it feels so fucking good.

“Oh baby.. fuck.” He starts to piston them in and out, you’re soaking, groaning as he teases you.

“Oh fucking stop it and fuck me with your tongue please!” You finally say it, Toji has you exactly where he wants.

He’s won, like always.

Even if it took a little bit of begging.

“Ahh okay okay.. fuck I love you.” He laughs, a breathy chuckle leaves his mouth and soon it’s on your pussy, attacking it with a vigorous passion.

The hunger is so intense as you feel his tongue deep and directly into your pussy, Toji licks, spits and licks again.

He’s just started but he’s so messy, too desperate to care. Your pussy drives him crazy.

His tongue feels so hot, avd wet as he explores your right walls with it, you’re fucking dripping as he eats you out furiously.

“nghhh mhmm ahhgnmmm!!~”

The noises, oh the noises, he’s so vocal, shamelessly so, your moans are uncontrollably loud too. You’re both such a mess.

Your legs begin to shake so you grip on his shoulders, his grip on your hips steadies you, you sigh in relief.

“oh fuck ohh..” you cuss, feeling your own orgasm building up. You instinctively push his head deeper, his mouth is so sloppy yet so skilled.

“ngh- Ahh baby don’t stop mhm..” you breathe out.

“Oh I— ngmmm— won’t.. just cum f’me.” He continues to eat you out, sucking your soul through your pussy so eagerly.

Only Toji can do that.

“A-Aghhh yess I’m- o-oh- I’m gonna cum.” You reply in a cry, your moans keep on rolling out of your agape mouth and his pace fastens, his tongue working extra hard.

And you cum all over his mouth, inside his mouth.

a loud moan of pleasure leaves him as he starts to lap at it.

“nghh such a good fuckin girl- mhm..”

You’re so exhausted, your visions blurry as you recover, try to recover from your orgasm, but when you think he’ll let go, suddenly his grip tightens even more.

“n-not *breathes* enough. Need more… cum for me *breathes* again…”

[hanwiore]

“Shut the fuck up.” His rough voice rasped in your ear. Hips slamming on your denim mini skirt covered hips. “P-please, s-so sorry daddy.” You cry as he spreads your pink lacy panties across your ass cheeks, he looks down at your squelching wet pussy engulfing his fat veiny dick. “Loud ass pussy, just like that loud ass mouth huh?” He moves back down so his chest was on your naked back.

“H-hnnn t-toji p-pleasuuuhhh.” You bit your pouty bottom lip, drool slipping pass your chin and your eyes water up. His rough hands grip your curls on your head and shoves your face first in the mattress. “Let me tell your pretty ass to shut the fuck up again and I’m gaggin ya’. you hear me?” You nod in the sheets, crying and moaning all over the place.

This all because you were too spoiled :(

All because toji gives you everything you want and you’re just a greedy thing.

And you just don’t listen, you never listen.

“Wa-want you babies. f-fuck daddy. W-want you to make me a mommy. pleasepleasepleaseplease”

You were fucked out and dumb.

His hips got sloppy, digging in your pussy so much. Fucking up against your pleasure spots. “S-shit, fucked out huh p-pretty girl. Sayin you want my babies.” He groans, leaning back against your thighs so he spread your cheeks open wildly, spitting on your pussy hole that was already spread from his dick.

“Gonna cum baby, just like you wanted. U can get anything. F-fuck.”

Your hips grind against him, moaning at the thought of he hot cum flooding your slutty pussy.

Just as a hot spurt of cum enters you, your pussy squirts all over your pretty bed covers. “Hmmm hnn d-daddy.” You cry, face all sloppy.

“That’s it, dirty girl.”

[slttygeto]

helloooo i've been reading your work and i really like how you write so i was wondering if you could please write about toji taking care of the reader whos in/just go out of the hospital?? feel free to make any changes ^^ im excited to see how it turns out!!

༉‧₊˚. wisdom tooth removal ! FUSHIGURO Toji

content warning: mention of bl00d, anesthesia.

genre: fluff.

word count: 475

note: this was so cute and so refreshing to write. thank you for the request cutie!!!! hope you dont mind the small changes that I made!!

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"Eat."

Normally, Toji's stern voice would elicit a gasp out of you. A pout would make its way to your lips and Toji would have the time of his life poking fun at you for it, calling you a spoiled brat and ruffling your hair in an affectionate manner. The lack of reaction was making his heart break.

"Doll," you hear his voice and it sounds defeated, you look up from your bowl of soup with tears coating your lashes. "You have to eat it."

"I don't like soup..."

"Yes, you do. It's pumpkin soup."

"But...the seeds, they're drowning," under normal circumstances, Toji would say 'what the fuck'. He would then give you the most confused look and go on about his day. But this wasn't normal. And you weren't exactly sober.

You had just gotten your widsom tooth out, and so the anesthesia was still kicking in your system, making you a little too delirious. So your words were jumbled, lacked any sense and you were far more emotional than usual.

"Baby, the seeds aren't drowning because they're not people."

"How could you--" you almost choke on your saliva, your tongue still swollen. "How could you say that about them?"

"What can I say, I like to be political."

"You'll... go to jail for this."

"Jail doesn't scare me, doll." He sits on the chair next to your shared bed, staring at you with a fond expression. He would've never thought that he would find himself in a position where he would be taking care of another person. Not when he thought he needed the help more than anyone else.

Life had been rough to him up until recently--until he met you. A breath of fresh air, the personification of warmth. A second chance at life gifted to him through your soul getting intertwined. You held out your hand to the man from the day you met him, there was no hesitance on your face when you locked eyes with him, flashing him a gentle smile. The glimmer of worry in your eyes when you caught a glimpse of his scar, eyebrows furrowing so cutely that Toji wanted nothing more than to brush his thumb over your forehead to ease the tension there.

You meant a lot more to him than he let on.

A loud sob pulls him out of his train of thoughts, and he panicks when he sees that you were struggling to breathe.

"Hey--hey, hey, breathe or else you'll choke."

"You'll go to jail?" you ask through sobs and Toji has to hold it together as he wipes the blood that trickles down your chin.

"Wha--no? why would I?"

"'cause you killed the seeds!" he chuckles, leaning in to peck your swollen and bloodied lips, your nose then finally your forehead.

"I know a good lawyer."

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[toji-sweetheart]

tags: 18+ only content - mdni + fem reader + modern au + explicit smut + breeding kink + ass slapping + blowjob that turns into 69+ he's in love with you + repost

Toji watches you.

You could be doing the most mundane things, and his eyes were following you. That's how he found out you wanted a baby.

It was obvious.

Anytime the two of you passed by a pregnant woman, you'd look at her belly then him. "We'd have a cute baby." You murmured kissing him.

Or in the store when you'd pass by the racks of newborn clothes in all sorts of designs and patterns cooing at the onesies. "Look, baby!"

Even though you weren't pregnant, you still stopped to look before moving on to get what was actually needed. On the way home, you babbled about him getting you pregnant.

Toji found himself thinking about you round and swollen with his baby.

It was an image that plagued his mind.

He loves you more than anything, and he knew you wanted a baby, so why would he deny you?

The more you two kept seeing families around, it seemed the women were always pregnant while the dad was pushing a stroller with a toddler in the seat cooing and babbling about something.

When you got home from work later that week, you collapsed on the bed tired and exhausted where Toji was lounging after his own long day. "Let's order dinner tonight, baby, I'm not really in the mood to cook anything." You groaned softly when you rolled over to your side.

Toji pulled his arm out from under his head to open it up and let you nuzzle into his side, your face buried in his chest. "I already got it in. I got your favorite." He grumbled, his voice thick with unshed emotion.

You knew he wasn't one to talk about his feelings so more times than not you had to push a little bit to get him to open up. "You're so sweet, I love you." You murmured softly looking at him warmly.

Your thumb traced his scar as you smiled and cocked your head a little to the side. "What are you thinking about?" You prompted.

He rubbed at his jaw and leaned in to kiss you deeply, his lips molded against yours perfectly. "Putting a baby in you." He replied gruffly.

"Oh...oh...a baby?" You asked sitting up more as you tucked your legs under you as you gripped his shirt feeling excitement bubble through your veins as you bounced up and down grinning wildly.

Toji couldn't help but smile and shake his head as you leaned down to kiss him this time. "As of now you are my little crybaby, but been think' about you pregnant and walkin' around the house naked."

Your eyes widened and your pussy grew its own heartbeat at his words. "Ah-Toji!-really? Are you sure?" You asked feeling his palms slide under your shirt to trace patterns along your back.

He nodded and watched you crawl off the bed to tear your clothes off until you were bare at the side of the mattress as you dropped down on your hands smiling slyly at your husband who spread his legs.

A smile tugged his lips back as he watched you hook your fingers under the band of his boxers looking at him with your own smirk while you pulled the fabric down so you could kiss his belly.

Your lips trailed around his pelvic bone listening to him suck in a breath as you ran your fingertips over the head that was sticky with pre-cum. "I'm sure, now why don't you sit down on my cock."

His voice was thick was desire and want as his hands roamed over your skin pulling to create a pull of pleasure that made your skin simmer with need. "But why can't I just suck you off first?"

Toji didn't say anything but spread his legs wider to let you lay between them, your fingers wrapped around his shaft once you got comfortable, and jerked him off slowly from base to tip teasingly.

Leaning in you inhaled his musk and kissed the sticky slit dipping your tongue in the hole before wrapping your lips around him. "Just like that, look so good 'f me with my cock in your mouth like that."

His words went straight to your pulsing core as you dropped down more taking the rest of what you could fit in the back of your throat, your cheeks swollen and lips bulging trying to fit him inside.

It didn't take long before Toji manhandled you to sit on his face, your thighs squeezing his head as his hands gripped your ass spreading it open making it easier for him to slurp at your wet pussy.

Your back arched when his tongue swirled over your clit before he sucked on it with precision, your husband knew the art of seducing you and how to get you right where he wanted.

The sounds of you both pleasuring each other sounded out, your gagging and sputtering filled his ears as did the blood that rushed drowning everything out as he buried his face in your cunt now.

He didn't miss any inch of your pussy that drooled, spit, and your slick pooled and dribbled out of the corners of his mouth as his hands made sure to grope and grip each patch of bare skin he could touch as you bobbed up and down the length of his cock.

"Don't want to cum in that pretty mouth of yours, why don't you sit my pussy down on me, mhm?" Toji asked cracking his open hand on your ass loving how you moaned around him as you ground your hips.

You giggled with spit bubbles when you pulled off him completely cock drunk as you scrambled off to straddle his hips again letting the tip of his dick press against you as he helped you sit up more.

Toji's palms melted like butter in a hot pan against your bare chest when you slipped your shirt off as he rubbed the bulbous head against your fluttering hole, the both of you holding a breath.

Slowly he pushed in letting you get used to the stretch, it always was to take him, no matter the amount of prepping you were sure to gasp and cry out his name. "Toji! Fuck! You're so big!" You moaned throwing your head back when he bottomed out.

The both of you let out unbridled moans from the bliss that shot up your spine, leaning down you kissed him grinding your hips back and forth catching your clit on his pelvic bone as you slid your fingers into his hair curling into the soft locks as the kiss was deepened.

He grunted in your mouth, his tongue sliding against yours feeling your pussy flutter and try to milk him, the tip kissed your cervix almost when he rested his feet flat on the bed fucking up into you.

His hands stayed on your back before they drifted down to your ass squeezing the fat of both cheeks then he took turns slapping each one as you began to bounce up and down moaning his name.

Toji wanted to video-record you.

Seeing you so obsessed with him, your fingers tracing his chest as you fucked him back, your head titled back with loud pornographic moans pouring from your mouth as he circled your clit with his thumb, you looked so good on top of him, fucking him like you want.

The hand that wasn't between where you two connected palmed your tit then pinched your nipple hearing you whine and feeling your cunt squeeze him like a vice now. "Cum inside me! Give me a baby!"

He also enjoyed hearing you beg him for something so lewd, the way you tried to trigger his orgasm when yours hit you like a ton of bricks, your hips stuttered on top of him as you squealed and gasped.

His hands wouldn't stay off your ass as he helped you bounce up and down his cock like a toy almost, at this point his head was full with one thing, and hearing the wet squelching had his sack tightening.

Then you felt it.

Toji's cock throbbed with its own heartbeat each time with each string of cum that filled you so hot and thick as his mouth latched onto your neck sucking on the pulse point while holding you tightly to him as he made sure he emptied himself inside you.

"You're going to make such a good mom." He whispered letting his hand fall down to your belly rubbing small circles where your future children will grow.

That night seemed to play like a movie in your head ever since it happened and that was weeks ago, but somehow you can't stop thinking about it no matter how hard you tried.

Then came the missed period and sore boobs, your grumpiness was something that Toji caught onto quickly, and the fact that you wouldn't let him slap your ass whenever he walked by.

"Are you pregnant?" He asked leaning against the bathroom doorframe as you brushed your teeth. Four weeks later after that night, it all came to light when a roll of sickness washed over you.

Morning sickness was next.

You sighed and put your toothbrush up before reaching into the cabinet for a pregnancy test that you kept on hand just in case.

His eyes followed your form as you read the instructions and let him stay in the bathroom as you took the test and washed your hands. The both of you stared down at the white plastic stick waiting.

Toji snaked his arms around your waist resting his chin on your shoulder as he pulled you closer to him, the silence suffocating as the seconds ticked by only for two lines to show up. "Are you pregnant?"

"Yes! Two lines mean positive!" You squealed turning around in his arms as you jumped up letting him catch you making it easier for you to pepper his face in wet kisses as tears poured down your cheeks.

He held you tighter to him feeling a sense of pride swell in his chest along with a mixture of excitement and fear of the idea of becoming a father but with you by his side, he knows he'll make it just fine.

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[seiwas]

₊˚⊹｡ big gym energy (is this my fantasy?) | fushiguro toji

wc: 2.0k

summary: who would have thought the rippest DILF in all of Japan would get you to go to the gym everyday?

contains: gn!reader, non-curse au, college au, appearance of itafushikugi (mostly nobara), reader has a huge and lowkey delusional crush on toji, age gap

a/n: the gym toji fic! tone in this is a bit different from what i write, and it's lowkey a crack fic but i hope it's still enjoyable! listened to: big energy - latto & area codes - kaliii

part of the in's and out's new year/birthday event | request prompt: going to the gym for yourself (and totally not for that cute guy who sometimes says hi)

“You’re going to the gym?” Nobara halts smack in the middle of the busy hallway. Groans huff behind her, the rest of your class filing out of the lecture hall. You bow your head apologetically as you pull her to the side. 

“Yes.” 

She squints, skeptical, “You.” 

You nod.

“The gym.” she says it slower this time, tilting her head down. 

You nod again. 

Nobara blinks, shifting her weight as she reaches one hand inside the pocket of her overalls. There’s a long pause, rushed footsteps amplifying the suspense, then—

“Okay, what’s the bet? How much did Maki put out? I want in.” 

You roll your eyes, shaking your head as you loop your arm around hers and continue walking. 

There’s good reason for her to doubt you; she knows you best after all. In your little quad, you are the least likely to be found doing any physical activity or sport whatsoever—and that’s saying a lot, considering the other fourth of your group is Megumi. But at least he walks his dogs regularly. 

“Rude,” you scoff jokingly, “there’s no bet, just testing it out because they have a free trial promo.”

It shouldn’t hurt to check it out, you think. One of your resolutions this year is to finally get started on your fitness journey, whatever form it may be. 

“You should come.” 

Nobara snorts, “Wrong person,” you both turn at a corner, “ask Itadori.”

The gym is just a few blocks away from your campus, a good 18-minute walk if you’re counting—which is also part of what makes it so appealing. The ad you’d seen for the free trial is an early bird promo to attract new customers for the gym’s new branch launch. 

And it does make the most sense to ask him; he is the sports science major after all—

“No way,” you step out on the sidewalk, “telling him is practically committing to a membership.” 

—but Yuuji is a bit too eager when it comes to things like this. No doubt he’ll be at your heel, wagging his figurative golden retriever tail at the prospect of being your certified gym buddy. It’s endearing and you know he means well, but that’s way too much pressure for someone who’s just starting out. 

She laughs, readjusting her bag, “He’d know how to use the machines though.” 

“I watched some videos…” you mumble, because Nobara has a point, but if you’re being honest, you feel just a teensy bit embarrassed at the idea of anyone else knowing about your attempts at fitness this early on, lest it fail in the end. “I can probably ask someone there…” 

“Try the most jacked up person in the gym.” 

You shove her jokingly, her laughter echoing down the road. 

. 

The first person you meet at the gym is the lady at the front desk. Her ponytail sways as she greets you, a chirpy smile welcoming you in as she holds an iPad to her chest while touring you around—at the center, the main floor plan is decked out with machines; towards the back sit the squat racks, and to your sides are the private cycling rooms and multifunctional spaces. According to her, they also offer yoga classes every 6:00 p.m. on Wednesdays. 

You’d expected a lot more people to be in here at 7:00 p.m., but you suppose it makes sense others would prefer to spend their Friday nights elsewhere. 

Looking around, you spot a middle-aged lady you swear is Megumi’s English professor; on the treadmills, a couple your age share a laugh as they try to match pace. There are some machines you’ve never even seen in your life, Youtube videos included.

You take a deep breath. You can ask for help. 

After all, the crowd feels friendly enough, not too intimidating—

—until your eyes land on him, on the benches; an absolute tank of a man doing chest presses with what you think are probably the heaviest dumbbells on the rack. 

You try not to stare, catching only a glimpse of the way his biceps flex against the tight sleeves of his black compression shirt. 

Don’t be a creep, you tell yourself, walking towards the leg press machine. You may be new here, but you’ve learned that gym etiquette isn’t so far off from acting like a civilized human being. 

Thank god you never take Nobara seriously, because you can’t even imagine the stuttering mess you’d be if you had to ask him how to work any of these god forsaken machines. 

.

It’s a good thing, then, that help comes to you without you having to say a word. 

This is number four out of five sessions in your free trial promo, and you have no idea how to get the goddamn plates out of the barbell. You pull some out from the other side and the whole barbell comes along with it. When you attempt the other side, it does the same. Then when you finally do manage to get off the plates on one side, the whole barbell drops, clanging loudly against the metal foot of the squat rack set-up. 

(Now that you think about it, maybe it isn’t such a good thing that you’ve been offered help instead of you asking. There must be a reason someone thinks you could need it.)

Someone, who is also the last person you could ever possibly want to embarrass yourself in front of.

Someone, who just so happens to be the jacked up tank of a man you’ve admittedly glanced at a few times in your past few visits here. 

“To make it easier,” he crouches beside you, laying down a smaller plate and rolling the larger ones on the barbell over it. 

He unloads them like they weigh nothing—and with his physique, it isn’t hard to believe that they probably do. His biceps look to be the size of your head, chest popping out in ways you’ve only seen on those Tiktok thirst edits; his one hand is larger than a 2.5 kilogram plate, and his forearms look like they could ch—

Mind out of the gutter, you blink away, focusing instead on the metal bar in front of you. 

God, you don’t even know this man’s name. 

“T-thanks.” you stutter, embarrassed. 

He gives you a half-smile, lips turned on one side, “Sure.” then he walks away, the tightness of his black compression shirt hugging the ridges of his back muscles. 

You gulp. 

So begins your year-long gym membership.

(And maybe, just maybe, the kind-of-meet-cute of a lifetime. Who knows, really?) 

.

“Who would have thought the rippest DILF in all of Japan would get you to go to the gym everyday,” she snorts, fingers grazing over the curved edges of the heart-shaped watermelons in the fruit aisle.

You hush her, scanning the area around you for anyone who might have overhead. 

It’s 11:00 p.m. on a Thursday, so you doubt it, but you can never be too sure.

“He’s nice, you know.” you pout. 

“Yeah, what’s his name?” Nobara gives you a look. 

You glare, touché. 

Maybe you don’t know his name. Yet. 

But he’s always offered to stack on the heavy plates for you, and will oftentimes help in unloading them too. There are times when you aren’t quite sure how to work the machines and he swoops in like the gym buff version of prince charming, teaching you proper form just so you don’t get injured. He’ll wipe down a mat for you to use some days, because—

“Stretching is important,” he never fails to mention.

He’s nice. 

And you have an insanely delusional crush on him, but you don’t care, because why else would he be giving you this much attention if he wasn’t interested in you too? 

.

You find out many things about your gym crush, most of them completely unexpected. 

One: his hair is unusually soft for someone who looks so rough. Or, well, you think it looks soft, you can’t tell for sure; you haven’t actually touched it to be able to tell. The black mop on his head falls flat over his eyes on the few days you assume are right before his next scheduled haircut. It surprises you even more when he walks in the gym with a small hair tie holding his bangs up. 

Two: he does a considerable amount of bodyweight exercises for someone his size—Calisthenics, specifically. 

You watch him pull himself up the bar, biceps and back straining against the movement. The muscles ripple across the fabric of his tee, and it’s impressive how smoothly he’s able to go up and down; as if he isn’t exerting any effort at all. Then, the push-ups and dips. He can do them all, in every variation you never even thought existed, and it’s always done with so much ease. 

It gives you reason to believe that he could be gentle, controlled. In what? Well. You know. 

Three: he likes fruity things. You expected his go-to to be straight black, maybe a chocolate protein shake on other days too. But he shows up one day with a smoothie in the shade of vibrant magenta. Dragonfruit, you assume, from all the black specks floating in it. 

This also happens to be the first time you initiate the conversation with him.  

“Your smoothie looks good,” you mumble, a little hesitant. 

God, so awkward. 

He looks up from adjusting the plate stoppers on your bar. 

A hum rumbles from his throat before he flashes you the same half-smile he always does, “Strawberry, banana, and dragonfruit.” 

You don’t really know what to say after that other than, “Cool.” 

And you mentally facepalm yourself. 

. 

In your fourth month at the gym, you learn a few more unexpected things that change everything. 

You’ve just finished freshening up and you’re on the way out when you bump into— 

“Megumi?” 

He looks up from his phone, dark strands hitting the tips of his eyelashes as he pushes back one side of his headphones. He raises an eyebrow, confused and surprised.  

“You gym?” 

“What’re you doing here?” 

Pink dusts his cheeks as he ducks his head, motioning for you to go first. 

“Sorry,” you chuckle, adjusting the strap of your duffel bag, “I started going here a few months ago. You?” 

He looks a little surprised by it, probably more so at the fact that you’ve kept it a secret from him for so long, but he nods, “That’s good. You did mention wanting to work on your fitness more this year.” then, he shifts, adjusting his weight before hanging his headphones by his neck. 

“I’m waiting for my dad.” 

In the past few years you’ve known Megumi, he’s never mentioned his dad. You never bothered to ask because you suspected there was a good reason he never talked about him in the first place. 

And so comes number four, and maybe the last unexpected thing you find out about your gym crush— 

“Megumi!” 

You both turn around to the voice of none other than Nobara’s proclaimed rippest DILF in Japan; the most jacked up tank of a man who also happens to be the man you’ve crushed hard on for the past four months.  

Everything is snapping into place, information forming bridges you would rather not cross right now. 

He walks up to Megumi, duffel bag slung across his chest as he reaches for your friend.

Megumi looks like he wants to wither away, embarrassed at you seeing him tucked under his dad’s arm. But all your brain can really comprehend is that Megumi, your good friend, is currently squished between the bicep and chest you’ve been staring at since your first day at the gym.

You hold your breath, the realization creeping to the forefront of your mind. There had been signs that your gym crush was a dad; apart from being built like one, he’d offhandedly mention ‘son’ a few times. You didn’t think it would be—

“Oh, you two know each other?” your gym crush tilts his head, turning to you, “you didn’t tell me your friend signed up for this gym, Megumi.” 

“I didn’t know,” Megumi grumbles, and the look on his face can rival yours, for sure. Tough competition on ‘who looks like they want to die the most right now?’. 

But he can’t win. 

Because when Megumi begrudgingly introduces your gym crush to you as his dad, you’re pretty sure you’ve buried yourself twelve feet underground. 

(It doesn’t ease the embarrassment when you learn unexpected thing number five: he’s been a trainer at the gym this entire time.)

thank you notes: to @twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat for encouraging me all the way!! ily ari

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[filynxs]

౨ৎ⋆˚｡⋆ JJK Men enjoying Themselves.

Part 2

⚝ They can‘t stop thinking about you.

⚝ JJK character scenario

⚝ sexual content; 18+; m*sturb*ting

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T o j i F u s h i g u r o

Being Y/N‘s bodyguard is a difficult job.

A different kind of difficult.

Once again, her appearance has managed to make my cock react in excitement. The way how she walks in front of me, giving me a perfect view of her curves below that tight skirt, makes me crazy.

I can feel my hard shaft throbbing and twitching below my trousers, which tighten as my cock hardens. And the heat that forms in my crotch wanders through my entire body until reaching my chest, where my heart races in a fast pace.

Y/N suddenly stops in front of me as we reach the door of the conference room she has been searching for. I accidentally bump into her back, causing my hard bulge to poke her ass. Holding back a soft grunt, I gulp and brush my hand over my mouth down to my chin.

"Are we there?" I ask her, trying to act as nonchalant as I always am. I can‘t have her notice my arousal. She would most likely fire me. And I need this job, because I‘m broke.

She looks over her shoulder back up at me, her eyes hitting mine. The way how her irises glisten in the light of the hallway lamp send a pleasant shiver down my spine. Damn. If I wouldn’t work for her, I would have fucked her already. Several times.

A smile tugs on her glossy lips, a challenging one almost. Her eyes slightly narrow, and she tilts her head. With her index finger she gently pokes my chest, right at the spot where my heart races rapidly.

"Yeah, we are." she replies with her honeyed voice. "I have a meeting now. But you can make yourself comfortable in the," she pauses, looking down at my hard crotch, "restroom."

Fuck.

I can‘t help but grin at her comment, and a soft snort escapes me as I shake my head.

"Thanks for the advice." I chuckle, scratching the back of my neck in slight embarrassment. However, the way how she stares at my hard cock turns me on. If she wouldn’t have that meeting right now, if we weren‘t here but in her bed instead…

"We‘ll continue this conversation later, Fushiguro." she simply tells me, looking into my eyes once more before then disappearing through the door of the conference room. Her intoxicating scent leaves my nostrils as she walks into the room, and I sigh deeply. My muscles relax, and I didn‘t even notice that they have been tensed up the whole time.

That woman makes me loose my mind.

Without waiting any longer, I stride towards the restroom and lock myself up inside one of the toilet stalls. No one can disturb me now. Though, I‘d love it if Y/N would disturb me.

Sitting down on the toilet lid, I let out a deep sigh and open the zipper of my pants. My large cock jumps into my sight as I move my boxers down a bit. It‘s rock hard and so ready. The veins on it are pulsating, and it‘s twitching in anticipation, needing attention. But not only attention would bring me to the highest delight, no. Y/N‘s pussy would. I bet she has such a beautiful pussy that would need my cock as much as I need her.

My hand wraps around my shaft, slowly massaging it. I lean back and exhale sharply, closing my eyes in the process of pleasuring myself. I‘ve slept with many women, and now masturbating takes a bit more time than it used to. After all, I‘m used to pussies that wrap around my dick instead of just my hand.

However, it still feels so damn good.

"Fuck." I grunt softly, but still trying not to make any noises. Though, it‘s so difficult. Especially because I am thinking about Y/N. The way how her ass felt against my cock earlier almost made me groan right into her ear. Now that I think about it, I should have done that. She needs to know how the softness of her ass made me feel.

My breath quickens, and I arch my back ever so slightly as I jerk my hips against my hand. Oh what I would do to feel her naughty lips around my cock, causing her red lipstick to smudge. She would look up into my eyes while sucking me off like the good girl she is.

My strokes begin to pick up their pace, also caressing the tip of my cock which already leaks a lot of pre cum. Just the thought of fucking Y/N almost makes me come. That‘s crazy. Because I am the one who makes women instantly come without even fucking them yet, but now she is doing the same with me. And this feels fucking amazing.

Pressing my hand against my mouth, I feel my hot breath on my palm. I need to be quiet. Because if someone comes in, they will hear what the hell I‘m doing here. The only one who should be hearing this right now is Y/N.

Yeah. She should hear it.

I grab my phone, letting it record my heavy breaths and soft grunts. I can‘t help but grin. My hand tightens around my cock, and I can feel my pleasure coming to its climax, causing my entire body to shudder in satisfaction.

"Y/N, I want you so badly." I groan into my phone with a soft whisper as my cock shoots out my hot semen, which land on my pants and my hand. Sending her the voicemail, I let out a deep exhale and sink on that toilet lid.

At this point I don‘t even care about my job anymore. But what I‘m confident about is that I am going to fuck that woman senseless. And I prefer to be broke than not having experienced a night with a gorgeous woman like her.

My phone shows me a message she just sent me, and I grin as I read it.

"I think I know what it is without even listening to it. We are going to have a long conversation later, Fushiguro. And it‘s going to be a very pleasing one."

K e n t o N a n a m i

It has been a long day in which I couldn‘t concentrate properly. And I‘m still forced to be at work.

Conference after conference, phone call after phone call, and I still have to sit here in my office, working overtime once again. Being forced into working overtime is the worst. Especially when I just want to see my wife again. Y/N was on my mind ever since this morning, and she has been making my day extremely difficult.

A picture of her body is engraved into my brain, not leaving even for a moment. What I would do right now, just to take a warm bath with her and caress every tiny inch of her soft skin.

Sighing, I lean back on my office chair which squeaks in reply. My hands wander to my trouser’s zipper, undoing it and pushing my boxers down. My semi hard cock comes into my sight, its warmth touching my palm when I brush my hand over it. It‘s pulsating in arousal. Poor thing, had to wait the entire day. It was tough not to run to the bathroom and jerk off. But there were more important things left to do.

I begin to caress my tip before taking my whole length into my hand. A deep sigh escapes my slightly parted lips. Leaning further back on the chair, I close my eyes and stroke my cock with slow and gentle movements. With each stroke I feel how I‘m getting harder and harder. The need to feel Y/N all around me is large. Just imagining her sitting on my cock right here drives me into pleasure.

Softly moaning, I grab my phone and call her, pressing it against my ear while breathing heavily against it. My muscles tense up, and I can feel how fast my heart beats in my chest. It almost feels like it‘s going to explode in the next moment.

As the searing heat in my core begins to unfold, drops of sweat form on my body. I gulp, and then I hear her picking up the call.

"Darling, how‘s work?" she greets me with her warm voice which causes my heart to skip a beat or two.

I can‘t even build proper sentences and proceed to heavily breath into my phone, letting out soft grunts of satisfaction. Pre cum is apparent on my tip, and I smear it all over my length. My strokes become faster, but are still slow enough to make me want even more.

"Baby, I want you." I stammer with a deep tone in my voice which vibrates in my throat. Gulping, I can feel how dry my mouth has gotten because I have been heavily breathing through it the entire time.

"Honey, are you alright?" she asks me worriedly, and a small grin tugs on the corner of my lips, "What are you doing at work?"

"I‘m thinking about you." I tell her bluntly, "You are not leaving my mind, Y/N."

My grip around my cock tightens, and I can feel myself coming closer to the edge. I need just a little more so that I can finally come.

"Are you—"

"Y/N," I cut her off with a heavy and sharp breath, sitting up on my office chair as I continuously fuck my hand, "fuck me." Panting, I jerk my hips against my hand. My body begins to tremble in lust, and a drop of sweat falls down from my forehead, landing on my hand that‘s wrapped around my cock.

"Soon." Y/N replies with a playful tone in her honeyed voice.

Damn. That‘s my girl.

"Say that again." I groan huskily into my phone, almost with a pleading sound in my raspy voice, "In that same tone. Say that again.“

"Soon. I‘m going to fuck you soon, Kento."

I bite my lower lip as she says that, and I reach my climax that fills me up with utter satisfaction. My hot seed squirts out of my cock, accidentally landing on my office chair.

Letting myself fall back against the backrest of my chair, I catch my breath in exhaustion. The aftershocks of my orgasm hit me as I slowly continue to caress my cock, letting it calm down after that delightful climax.

This was definitely a good way to calm down during such a long day of work. I sigh deeply, letting a satisfied smile play on my lips.

"Was it good?" Y/N asks me with a cheeky giggle, and I breathe out an amused laugh.

"Yeah," I reply, my voice being barely above a whisper, "but not as good as fucking your beautiful pussy."

Part 1: here

Part 3: here

[unforgivenntired2]

JJK characters react to you kissing them on the cheek?

Yuji, Megumi, Toji, Choso, Gojo, Sukuna

CW: Suggestiveness on Gojo, sukuna and Toji ;fluff MDNI

Yuji Itadori

Yuji would blink in surprise, his cheeks flushing slightly. "Woah, um, thanks!" He scratches the back of his head nervously, a goofy yet endearing smile spreading across his face. "You always manage to catch me off guard, but… I really like that about you."

He gives you a small peck on the lips too but then suddenly hides his face in embarrassment, his mind repeating the question "fuck. why did I do that??" until you hold his face in your hands and kiss him passionately.

Megumi Fushiguro

Megumi would freeze for a moment, his usually calm demeanor faltering just slightly. His eyes widen fractionally before he regains his composure, a faint blush dusting his cheeks. "That was unexpected," he admits softly, his gaze flickering away briefly before returning to meet yours with a hint of warmth. "But… I don't mind it."

Toji Fushiguro

Toji raises an eyebrow, a smirk forming on his lips as he looks down at you. He chuckles, his deep voice sending shivers down your spine. "Well, aren't you bold?" he remarks, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I didn't take you for someone who'd make the first move." He smirks next, and takes your clothed cunt in hand, suddenly picking you up and throwing you on the bed as you lay there flustered. It was hard for you to walk the next day.

Choso

Choso's eyes widen in surprise, and he seems momentarily at a loss for words. His usually serious demeanor softens, and he gives you a small, shy smile. "Thank you," he says quietly, his voice filled with genuine appreciation before he shyly kisses you.

Satoru Gojo

Gojo chuckles, clearly amused by your boldness. He tilts his head, his cerulean eyes sparkling with mischief as he leans closer. "Oh? Aren't you bold? I think I deserve another one," he teases, his playful demeanor making your heart race. "Just kidding... or am I?" He says while his hand trails up your thigh, rubbing slight circles on your cunt. Least to say, that turned him on maybe a bit too much.

Ryomen Sukuna

Sukuna's reaction is more intense. His eyes narrow, a predatory grin spreading across his face. He leans in closer, his voice a low growl. "Bold move, human. You better be prepared to face the consequences. But I'll admit, it was… intriguing." His way of saying consequences is fucking until you pass out. And boy, does that happen. You two don't get out the room for the entire night and you can just imagine how many rounds you two had.

[velvetcrimsonkisses]

SMAU- I KNOW YOUR SECRET!

(Gojo, Geto, Toji, Nanami, Choso, Sukuna)

[everythingseasoning]

MINORS DNI. Minors do not interact. 18+ only

Geto x Reader enemies to lovers smut fic !!

Listen with: I can fix him (no really I can)

Tags: Geto x afab reader, Smut, Geto is a tortured poet, pouty boy who needs a lot of healing, time skip, growth, reconnection, delicious, emotional smut

Warnings: Geto isn’t respectful of reader’s ‘go away’ and a somewhat toxic Geto in the beginning // reader is fucking mean at first, too. // Note that I did not stay in character for Geto. xxoo

“What are you cooking?” A deep voice calls out, rough from hours and hours of deep sleep.

“Jesus Christ you scared me!” you exclaim, turning to your left to see your roommate’s hookup of the week leaning on her door. Great. You feel your eyes do an invisible roll into the back of your head as you drink in the sight of the most notorious, smart, tortured poet in school.

Tall, long ebony locks, and well built. His snake tattoo slithers up his arm in black ink, his muscles framed even by his loose black shirt.

“Geto,” you say flatly.

Out of everyone, your roommate had to sleep with him. The rumors of his playboy tendencies swirl in your mind, and you’re grateful for the fact that your roommate was at least not looking for anything serious, recalling your conversation with them about how they would be hooking up with people just for fun throughout the semester. You wouldn’t want them to get hurt by this self-absorbed enigma.

“What are you doing here?” you half groan, before going back to cooking your oatmeal. The stove radiates wonderful heat in the chilly wintry morning.

Geto chuckles, “Surprised you didn’t wake up during it last night,” he says cheekily whilst walking over to your left side. He bends perpendicular to the ground, opening your fridge to look inside for something. You glance over to your side, seeing Geto pull out an almost empty juice carton, drink the rest of it, and close the fridge afterwards. You scoff as you turn your focus back to your oatmeal.

Unfortunately, Geto doesn’t leave you alone. He waltzes behind you, to the other side of you, and then leans on the counter, watching you cook your breakfast.

“You don’t have any real food in here.” He says, standing close to you, his dark brown eyes trained on you like two endless pools of flirtatious melancholy. “Do you even eat?”

You feel your cheeks heat up at Geto’s close proximity. Your eyes dart quickly from the oatmeal to the spoon you’re holding, and you stir the meal vigorously in your anxiety.

“Yes, I do eat! Use your eyes,” you huff, glancing into Geto’s hooded gaze briefly, before you point dramatically to the oatmeal you’re cooking.

“And,” you say, “if you’re so concerned about food, you could have brought some, too,” you retort. Part of you knows you’re being a bitch, but with how flustered you are, you don’t know how to act.

A smirk appears on Geto’s face as he notices your reaction to him being close. He chuckles deeply, amused.

“But why would I do that when it’s so much more fun to raid your fridge?”

Geto takes a stride closer to you and he peers into the pot of oatmeal. You feel the sweet relief of warmth radiating off of his body as his chin graces your shoulder, his smirk growing.

“I wouldn’t eat this though,” he says, wrinkling his nose.

You shrug, and Geto moves away. The heat in your cheeks doesn’t go away though.

“Didn’t you just fuck my roommate last night?” Your words cut through the atmosphere sharply.

Geto’s smirk widens even more, amused by how annoyed you seemed.

“Yeah, I did.”

He pauses.

“Jealous?”

Geto’s voice is smooth and held in a cocky tone.

“No, not jealous,” you say curtly, starting to get genuinely bugged by his arrogant behavior.

The yellow mixing spoon churns in the oatmeal before you stop your ministrations, setting the spoon down on a plate as you move to the cupboard and pull out some seeds for the oatmeal.

“You probably have an STD from how reckless you are,” you say nonchalantly, stirring in the seeds. The green pumpkin seeds disperse into the beige oats along with the chia seeds.

A smile appears on Geto’s face as he listened to your insult. He moves closer to you, and your heart almost bursts out of your chest as Geto rests his chin on your shoulder, feeling the weight of it.

“Someone’s a little feisty today~” Geto’s plush lips brush your ear and you shudder slightly. You swear that you feel his smile grow bigger.

“But don’t worry, I always use protection. Gotta protect what can make a woman feel,” his voice rumbles, deep and melodic, “good,” he whispers.

You can feel a heat and need bloom in between your legs, and silently curse at yourself for growing desperate.

You open your mouth to retort, but all that comes out is, “G-geto.” You feel his chin tilt on your shoulder so that he can gaze into your eyes better.

“Hm?”

You inhale sharply before breaking away again, moving to the fridge to get berries this time.

He chuckles at how small your voice is.

“What’s wrong? Can’t handle me being this close to you?” He says playfully, taking a step back and you can breathe again. He stands beside you now as you grab the berries.

As you move back to the stove, Geto’s gaze follows you. He’s leaned his sturdy body against the countertop, turned to face your direction so he can watch you even as you move around him. His eyes linger on your body, taking you in intently.

He couldn’t help himself from feeling a buzz in his cock, you looked cute all flustered like that. And you felt soft. So soft that it drove him crazy.

‘I have to keep my eyes off of him’ you think silently. You can’t risk eye contact. You’re in dangerous waters, the heat in between your legs fogging your brain. One wrong move, and who knows? You might be his second fuck in the span of 12 hours.

You move stiffly, robotically, picking out some of the blackberries and putting them in a bowl. As you turn the faucet on to wash the berries, you can feel Geto’s stare still burning into you.

He watches you intently with a smirk on his face, noticing how you try not to look at him. Geto’s eyes narrow in amusement— he couldn’t help but tease you a bit more.

“Ignore me all you want, baby. I know you want me~”

“I don’t want you, I want your stupid body,” you retort without thinking, before sharply glaring at him. “It’s lust, not love. It means nothing,” you spit out, looking back at your berries as you cup the rim of the bowl, slowly pouring the water out.

Geto simply chuckles at your response, amused by your honesty.

“That’s a good girl, admit what you really want~”

A single blackberry falls from between your hands, and you wince say it thunks into the sink. ‘Embarrassing!’ You scream internally.

“That’s cute baby~” He says, in a playful tone. He leans closer to you, his chest now pressing lightly against your back, the smell of musk and clean laundry wafting into your senses.

You’re going dizzy.

Geto smirks again, watching intently as you struggle to pour out the remaining drops of water, your heart hammering out of your chest.

Geto’s smooth voice fills the silence again as he plays with a lock of your hair, tugging it gently. “Lust, not love… Your blunt nature is refreshing. But be careful with how honest you are darling, you might make me even more interested in you~”

You can feel the electricity thrumming on your skin as Geto’s muscular chest grazes the back of your loose t shirt. You’re suddenly hyper aware of your nipples protruding from the fabric. Had you known your roomie’s hookup would be here this morning, you would have worn a bra.

And it sucks that the one guy on campus that you’d been lusting over was ever so sharp. Geto could tell something was off. You were even more flustered than before. Your body tensing up as his chest pressed harder into to your back. Geto takes in a breath through his nose, exhaling all breathy and deep, half moaning.

His hands gently come up to rest on your hips, his thumbs tracing small circles gently on your sides. A small whimper escapes your mouth when he touches you directly on the skin for the first time.

Smirking, his body pressed against yours in an almost suffocating embrace, Geto speaks in a low, sultry voice, “Baby…. Why are you so flustered? Your body is all tense…”

Geto teases you with his words, his soft touches. Above your hips, his calloused pads move down further—calloused from what? His guitar?—fuck it was so sexy— you feel Geto’s fingers move dangerously close to the aching parts of you. Your skin jumps and twitches from his touch— and you curse yourself for being so desperate and touch starved.

“So sensitive….” He murmurs, voice smooth in your ear.

You curse yourself for the timing of this. Your roommate sure as hell had been getting action, but you? You hadn’t touched another person’s body in many, many months. And the consequences were crawling up your skin now in short zaps of electricity.

One of Geto’s hands slips under the hem of your shirt, plunging down smoothly so that his fingers gently trace along your panty line, gently stroking your skin.

“It’s cute. You’re so needy baby… all for me heh…. Such beautiful skin…. So soft….”

And it feels so good when Geto’s lips comes down to your shoulder— his canines come down gently into your neck, catching the fabric of your shirt—

and that’s when you finally break free.

This is not the person you would let touch you after all these years.

“No-“ you choke out, yanking out from Geto’s grasp. You’re breathing is heavy, coming out in pants, lust clouding your eyes as you try to compose yourself.

“I’m hungry,” you say, shakily.

“I need to eat— need to fucking finish making my damn breakfast, and—” you say, bitterness tinging your voice as pull your gaze off of Geto’s red, red lips,

“Let’s say I let you fuck me. Then what? You’re happy. You got to bust a nut. But I’m left over here feeling used and empty.”

You narrow your eyes, speaking with conviction. “That’s. Not. Happening.”

Geto had of course let you break free from his grasp, watching as you tried to compose yourself, seeing your eyes full of want as you spoke.

“Why baby…. Are you already thinking of after we have fun?”

What a babbling idiot.

Geto takes a step closer to you, his eyes locked firmly on yours.

“Careful baby… I can hear the want in your voice… Just tell me what you really want, I’ll satisfy you… just give in...”

Your lid blows.

“God damn it, Geto. You’re fucking pathetic,” you hiss, pissed off that he’s disregarding my boundaries. “I said no. So drop it. If you manage to be a good friend first, maybe I would’ve considered it—“ you pause briefly, the gears in your head cranking.

I know that I would have let Geto touch me, if we’d had been friends first. If I trusted him.

“—But you are just a simple, selfish, horny man. And you’ll find another pretty girl to fuck by the afternoon. So why are you chasing me? To prove something to yourself? And then what? The second you have had me, you’ll cast me away like a toy you’re no longer are entertained by.”

Your words are laced with anger, but buried deep inside you, pain pulses deep in your heart.

Ouch. Geto reels in surprise. Your words hurts him somewhere deep, deep down inside. He wasn’t expecting you to get so mad at him. Taking in a deep breath, Geto’s expression falters as your words start to ring true…

“You think I’m pathetic….?” He asks.

Shit. It just slipped out of him. A stupid, stupid, vulnerable little sentence— worse— a question. Why was he seeking validation from you?

He hates how he actually cared about what you, a stranger, thought of him.

Your eyes flash with determined spite. A moment passes. You notice Geto has gone quiet, and seize the opportunity. “You’re actually weak,” you breathe out. “Aren’t you?”

Hurt crosses Geto’s face and you feel a flicker of something— a faint spark of pity— but you keep talking anyway.

“You’re just a shallow, empty man who is insecure because you have no personality outside of sex… isn’t that right, Geto?” you finish, your tone surprisingly light at the end. Entirely mockingly so.

He doesn’t say anything immediately, eyes on yours as he listens to his name spoken from your lips. He hates how it was so soothing to hear you say it.

Stepping closer to you, standing right in front of you, Geto’s eyes search yours, looking for any sign of weakness, any indication that you didn’t mean what you said about him.

There is none.

He grits his teeth, your words stung even more than before, that painful ache in his chest growing stronger. He wonders if you had indeed spoken the truth. But that didn’t matter. He couldn’t stand feeling so weak.

“And if that’s true? What then? What does it matter?” Geto says in a defensive tone, trying to ignore the pang in his chest as he spoke.

His wall was back up. But the image of Geto’s stunned face is seared into your memory.

Your eyes soften, the anger drained into a tired frustration, and moreover, pity and guilt.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have— I just was so mad that you disrespected my boundaries when I’d clearly told you no. …But two wrongs don’t make a right. You didn’t deserve that outburst, I’m sorry…” you say, more waves of guilt washing through you. The whole situation was just so complicated and you hated being in it, frustration and hurt and remorse coursing through your blood.

Sensing your gentleness, Geto tries to keep the usual cocky smirk on his face, trying to maintain the confident façade he was so used to having around girls. But he could feel it slipping, leading into vulnerability, as you stare at him with sincere eyes.

…God, he hates it. He hates how your voice sounded so soft… and how his chest was suddenly tight.

But then you do something strange. Something unexpected. —You grab his hand, and you hug him.

In that moment, all of Geto’s cockiness and anger deflates out of him, leaving him wounded, stray, hurting.

And he starts crying, silently, into your body as you hold him.

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*this is a teaser for the whole fic :). In the full fic, smut will happen in one of the chapters*

—> m’s JJK masterlist link

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AN: WRITING IS FARRRR FROM PERFECT but i desired to feed you all today. Hope you enjoyed!! You can comment to let me know if you want the full version or wanna be tagged!

AN pt II: you can’t fix a man like this ladies. I’m telling you now. This is fiction for a reason. Hey Alexa, play ‘I can fix him (no really I can)’

[emmyrosee]

Ugh, imagine modern au toji with baby megumi, you’re sitting in the mostly empty student lounge area studying and toji brings megumi to meet you there, and upon arriving, he puts megumi down and the little baby runs to you excitedly. You notice and you happily stop what your doing and open your arms to catch him falling into you and you give him so many face kisses while toji comes to give you a kiss on the head

There’s an annoying whistle that snaps you out of your reading, and when you turn to scowl at the source, your face quickly turns into one of excitement as your eyes focus on your boyfriend, then the small boy toddling over to you, trying as fast as his little legs can go. His face is focused, but in his fist is a tiny flower, one you recognize from the arrangements in front of the building.

You won’t tell anyone, of course.

“Megumi!” You coo, extending your arms open to catch him. He finally offers you a smile and leaps up into your arms, burrowing his face against you immediately, nuzzling into you like a kitten. “Aw, how’s my favorite boy?”

“Fine, thank you,” toji answers, making his way over to you. He presses a kiss on your head, “you didn’t mean me, did you?”

“You’re my favorite man,” you assure, turning your head up to him and pursing your lips out for a kiss, which he gives you. “Whistle at me again though and I’ll make Shiu help me hide your body and keep megumi all to myself.”

“I feel like you might do that anyways,” he grumbles. He plants one more kiss to your head before plopping down in the empty seat next to you, tossing an arm around you. “What’re you working on?”

“I dunno, something about marine life,” you hum, rocking yourself and megumi back and forth. Toji makes a confused noise, and you flick your gaze to him.

“Since the hell when do you study anything with marine life?” He asks.

You grin, “since tiny toji told me he likes the aquarium.”

“I like fishies,” Megumi says simply, playing with the stings of your hoodie.

Toji laughs and shakes his head, reaching over to ruffle megumi’s black locks, “he’s got you wrapped around that little finger, don’t he?”

“He does,” you sigh. Then, you kiss his head, “but it’s okay. I don’t mind.”

[saerotonins]

actor!toji headcanons

ft. fushiguro toji x reader

content warnings: fluff, parent!reader, megumi is yalls son, just overall cuteness

wc: 918

note: this is my apology for that nanami angst i posted days ago heh

jjk actor au masterlist

as an actor:

very intimidating man, from his aura to his build, oh boy, who wouldn't be scared

but to everyone's surprise, he's actually just a really goofy and adorable man with a really good resting bitch face lmfao

is actually a household name in the acting industry! definitely those types of actors that once casted into a show, it's guaranteed to get hella VIEWS AND RATINGS

has been in the acting industry for YEARS and has a ton of experience but is still very humble

is actually very shy when his co stars tease him whenever his fans thirst for him whenever he's on screen and he's just a blushing mess LOL

i mean he's a literal dilf so 

believe it or not, this man has been in more romance shows and movies than action, especially as a VILLAIN

his fans couldn't believe it either

so when he was first casted in jjk as a villain who kills CHILDREN they were so ecstatic!

and boy were they so happy when toji SURPASSED their expectations because he was so good!

also so happy that he was casted together with his son, megumi, in the same show!

they usually go to the shoot together and even when he doesn't have a scene to shoot and only megumi does, he drives him off to the shooting site whenever his time permits

it's actually so adorable 

in contrast to jjk!toji, he's really a hands on father to him and is actually very supportive of megumi going to the same career path as him

megumi is also the definition of nepo babies who deserved what they got but that's another discussion 

at first though, he is kind of hesitant especially knowing how toxic can it get with the industry but when he saw his son's determination, he eventually gave him a green light and supported him along the way

this man is so fucking strong OML the producers are so grateful the most of the time he helps cleaning up with the equipment once filming is done

literally lifts them up like it's nothing BYE

listen, this old man is RIPPED and really likes to work out 

he's like pedro pascal who is like really chill but really cheeky when it comes to fanservice LOL he is so adorable 

megumi is kinda cringing though 😭 it's understandable though because that's literally your father trying to act cute and he's a teenager so i don't really blame him

also a big gentleman, again, contrary to his role, he is actually very good with the ladies and often checks with his co stars especially when a fight scene is being filmed

profusely apologized to satoru when their fight was filmed because he literally has to do the stunts himself and make everything believable as much as possible 

has ig and twitter but barely posts unless it's a promotion or a thank you post for the team

he's very active in stories though 😭

and i mean VERY VERY active

you know that point where a person posts too much stories and the lines above almost look like dots??? 

yeah that's him 😭

mostly posts the behind the scenes and his family there!

has a pet chicken that he posts there too

no he's not vegan... he just doesn't eat chicken 😭

as a husband:

oh yeah another married man on set sorry ladies he’s off the market

a very romantic and private lover

especially when you're the only one in the family who is not involved in show business

looks forward to coming home to you all the time

the type of husband who says, "i miss my spouse," on set out of nowhere and his co stars just sigh in faux annoyance 

this man is WHIPPED 

his lines is always and SHOULD always be practiced with you, because aside from his fans (not really though since he's already an established actor), the only approval he looks for is from his lover

is really happy and giddy (almost like a teenage boy like SIR you guys are already married for YEARS) when you praise him and has this really boyish smile which happens very often btw

he's such a fucking sap please

as mentioned, he is kinda shy about the thirst but is not uncomfortable and actually goes along with it

you on the other hand GO HAM with it LOL

you're one of the fans lmfaoooo

a very BIG ONE

unlike him who is not active on twitter, you actually reply to fans and agree what they were saying and fangirl/boy with them which is actually so adorable LOL

his fandom is having a field day of you gushing about your husband like you're not married to him and have a literal CHILD with him bye

both megumi and toji, especially toji, are very protective of you so any slanderous rumors from the tabloids and any defamation will immediately face a lawsuit 

and fans love it when y'all fight back!!

if they stan either toji or megumi, it's immediately a given that they also stan you LOL

your boys both find it cute that even you have a very supportive fanbase like theirs

[aajjks]

Jealousy (m)

synopsis. you love it when he treats you like his slut

warnings. YÄNDËRË, ËXPLÏCÏT CÖNTÉNT, döm tojï, smüt, röügh fückïng, dẽgrädtiön (rëcïëvïng), slüt-shàmïng, pröfänïty, ëxtrëmë pösěssïvënëss, cryïng.

note. hehe. I suck at writing smut, MDNI. SHARE FEEDBACK PLEASE ILY.

Toji is a very jealous man, you should’ve known better.

He’s territorial man, extremely possessive of what is his, he had made that clear the first day you started to date him.

He likes to be blunt, he's a straightforward man.

But yet you wanted to test him, you wanted to test his anger.

So when you were out at dinner a few hours ago, you did not expect to be fucked mercilessly just hours later on his bed.

“You fuckin whore!” He curses at you, pounding into your cunt at a fast pace, you Moan, almost frying from the immense pleasure the movements give you, the pain is barely there anymore.

Oh he makes you feel so good.

It was all worth it, making him jealous was intentional, he’s never rough with you, it frustrates you almost, he’s soft, way too soft, sometimes it gets boring, you like him being gentle, but… you know a man like him Is not like that with everyone.

You know, he treats you special and you love that, you love being his special girl, but damn.

You want him fuck you like he hates your guts.

“Look at you crying like a slut, creamin’ all over me like that.” He’s so filthy with his words right now and you love every second of it. “This is what you wanted right?” Your vision is blurry, your mind is numb, nothing but the feeling of him fucking you so good has you mesmerized but you see the way he clenches his jaw, beads of sweat flow down his forehead, his dark hair sticking onto his face, his orbs are so dark, his eyebrows are furrowed.

Oh he looks so sexy, his teeth nibble on his lower lip.

yes! yes!

You want him to ruin you.

You scream into your mind, too fucked out to physically give him the answer.

“Now your big fuckin mouth is all silent, eh?” He rolls his hips against in such a delicious way you let out a whimper, your eyes roll back to your head at the sensation.

“‘Got me so fuckin angry and jealous, baby.” He confesses, his face is so close to yours, his features are more clear than before, he is so beautiful it makes you want to cry.

Well, you already are.

Toji’s scent is all over your body, all over the large room, you love him so much, you know he loves you so much too.

But it makes you feel so happy as he rants about his jealousy while being so deep inside you.

“Fuckin whore!” He seethes, his mouth attacks your neck, its all teeth and tongue, his wet tongue licks your skin, the feeling is so ticklish that you whine, Toji ignores it and bites the skin hard, sucking marks so he can mark his territory on you.

He’s going so rough on you that you’re sure you see stars right now, your walls flutter around him, your breathing gets older and louder.

Toji curses under his breath, if it is even possible, you feel him getting harder, “f-fuck, quit tightening around me- gonna make me cum..” he groans, his mouth finally detaches from your neck and he kisses your mouth full.

You think you’re going to cum too.

“Nah uh.. sluts don’t get to cum.” He growls into your mouth, you whine as a year escapes your haze filled eyes.

He knows your body so well.

“Shoulda known better than to make me jealous babe, now ‘m gonna make you my own cum dump, jus’like you wanted, right baby?”

Oh shit.