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teddybeartoji · 1 month

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toji loves listening to you ramble. i really think he does. he finds your voice so soothing, so comforting, no matter whatever the fuck you're actually talking about. he's lazing on the coach at home while you're out running some errands and ranting about how stupid people can be over the phone. he laughs quietly to himself, very amused by your annoyed tone. but he loves it. he wants to hear what you've bought, where you've been, what you've eaten, where you're going next. he loves hearing you talk to the barista, never ending the call with him. he listens to you order a sweet little beverage and he's smiling, happy about the fact that you're having a good time.

he can't wait until you come home though. he already knows you're going to step inside and immediately hit him with another ramble as if you weren't just on the phone with him. he watches you kick off your shoes and remove your coat, he watches you place your bags onto the table before making your way over to him. you give him a big toothy grin and he doesn't even have time to respond because you're already falling flat on him. folding your hands on his chest, you rest your chin on top of them - staring at your boyfriend at an uncanny angle. his big arms curl around your middle and now you truly feel at home.

"arytiredfmyet?"

he rumbles a chuckle from beneath you and pinches your side, reveling in the little squeak you let out. "ya gotta speak louder than that, sweetheart."

with an eye-roll, you grumble back. "i asked whether you're tired of me yet..."

he looks so terribly comfy. and homey. and he smells so fucking good. you've never seen a boyfriend look so boyfriend. he's warm and he's looking at you with the softest eyes, despite the little smug grin that's creeping on his lips.

"ya got more for me?"

"i'm afraid so. awful, just awful things happened on the bus." you nod your head, eyes big - emphasizing your words like you almost died on your way back home and his insides feel extremely gooey. you're so close and you're warm, too. he can feel your heartbeat pounding directly above his own, the touch is just right. he knows you're tired; you've had a long day but you're still so set on talking his ears off and he loves you.

his scarred hands knead the skin of your waist. he looks like a big domesticated wolf. you want to scratch his ears. you surpress your desire to tell him that though. his lips stretch into a proper smile and your stomach fills with butterflies.

"can't wait to hear all about it, sweetheart."

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kissitbttr · 3 months

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mafia!toji and his sweet sweet baby girl who he rescued from that dingy stripper club because he just can’t stand seeing her pretty face and body being exposed to sleazy old men. because she belongs to him. ever since he he laid his eyes on her, he’s locked in. no going back.

he spoils her. everyday. she wants custom swarovski crystals dress? he’s already making calls with the designer as they speak. she wants blueberry pancakes for breakfast? he ordered his private chef to make a luxurious brekkie in bed with five different dishes. she wants to taste the best italian food in town? he’ll do her one better. booked two tickets to rome, letting his right hand man to take over the job while he’s going vacation with his baby.

she asks for one, he gives her ten,

“oh come on, ji-ji! you have the other three looking stoic already! just smile one for meeee”

the two of them went out for an anniversary dinner. toji had booked reservations at one of the most expensive fine dining restaurant in the city. despite telling him to keep the money for something much more important, he feels like there’s no need to. he’s loaded with it.

she feeds him the delicious food, wipe stains off the corner of his lips with her tongue a napkin. while he sits back against the chair, hand around the whiskey glass as the other roams freely against her bare thigh.

seeing her happy, makes him happy. there is nothing in the world he wouldn’t give her.

…except smiling

what he thought that it would be a simple dinner and a long night of him fucking her, she had another idea,

he hears her plead, all while she sits cross legged on top of his thigh.lips forming into a pout as her manicured fingers cradling his handsome face,

“baby” toji grumbles, eyes lulling to the back. “i don’t smile”

“you smile whenever i play with your hair”

“that’s different!” he argues, looking at her as his cheeks turn crimson pink. “i only do that in the comfort of my own home. with you.”

she rolls her eyes, arms crossing over her chest. “you’re so dramatic. it’s just a photobooth! i’ll tuck it nicely in my drawer so no one will have to see. pleaseeee?”

she’s doing that thing with her eyes. puppy dog look. bottom lip jutting forward. one look that got him hooked in the first place.

damn him for folding so easily,

he groans yet faces the camera once again, pulling her close by the hips. “fine” his reply makes her squeal, giving a big fat kiss on the cheek, leaving a bright red stain on the skin. “just this once, ma”

#mafia!toji #toji fushiguro #toji x reader #toji fushiguro blurbs #toji fushiguro fluff #toji fushiguro x reader

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loves4ge · 24 hours

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they send a picture of themselves !

incl. gojo satoru, geto suguru, nanami kento, toji fushiguro

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multi-fandom-imagine · 5 months

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─ ★ Riding Toji's thigh while he's cleaning his gun, it's been days since he's touched you, since he's fucked you that you're so desperate to get off. Your bare cunt rutting hard agains't this thigh as your fingers dig into his shoulder deeply. Whine's escape your lips, soft moans as your pussy creates a wet patch on his pants as you beg for him to just fuck you.He doesn't acknowledge you, not at first. Not when he has other matters to attend too, to take care of. But yet you can feel the bulge through his pants, see the smirk on his lips and the desire in his eyes.

He doesn't look at you but soon he'll have you bent over his desk, his dick buried in your pussy. Pounding into you until you can't walk.

After all, how could he ever say no to you?

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writing-wh0re · 5 months

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“My pathetic little baby, all tied up.”

♥pairing: sukuna, gojo, toji, nanami & geto

♥ summary: “The JJk men and their favourite sex toys”

♥ warnings: smuty 18+ blurbs, use of sex toys: bondage, ball gag, dildo, wand vibrator, cock ring, remote vibrator, sex toy in public, oral (male and female), unprotected sex, praise kink, slight degradation, breif mention of creampie, use of petnames: baby, pet, princess, sir and daddy.

♥ wc: 1,742

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♥ Sukuna - Sukuna had surprised you with a few sex toys, always wanting to test your limits, see how many times you could cum for him. However his favourite is bondage, he loves tying you to the bed, your wrists and ankles tied with silk restraints. Your mouth gagged with a smooth silicone red ball. Sukuna doesn’t believe in blind folds, wanting to make sure he can see your reaction to everything, the way your eyes roll back when he touches you softly, so soft that if you weren't touch starved you wouldn’t feel it. You’re thankful he doesn’t like blindfolds because nothing gets you more wet than watching him jerk off to your restrained body.

Sukuna loves eye contact. It is intense and it sends goosebumps over your skin. He keeps his gaze locked on you while he teases himself, pulling his length, his thumb brushing against the head of his cock, a smirk dances across his lips as you whimper, pulling on the silk.

“Please sir.” You whimper is barely audible against the ball gag, small waterfalls of saliva falling from the sides of your mouth.

He would be lying if hearing you beg wasn’t the best thing he’s heard in centuries. His cock twitches in his hand at your pleas. Sukuna is quick to move closer to your body, running his finger nails up and down your thighs. He pinches the smooth skin as jolts shoot through your body.

“My pathetic little baby, all tied up.”

“Begging like a whore”

“So desperate for my touch.”

You nod, wiggling your hips, you glistening pussy on full display for him.

He hovers his hand over your mound close enough to feel the warmth of his skin. His other holding your chin between his fingers keeping your eyes locked with his, you don’t dare flick them away, needing him to touch you.

Your moan vibrates against the gag strapped to your lips. His finger slowly drags across your clit, the movement sends a shiver down your spine, having been untouched for days and bound for hours.

“Fucking soaked for me aren’t you pet.”

You nod as his speed picks up, your head falls back out of his grasp, your eyes fluttering closed.

Sukuna tuts, pulling his hand away from you, wrapping it around his cock again.

“You pulled away baby, now you’re watching me.”

You groan against the gag, your body falling hot, frustration filling you as you watch him jerk his dick. His head tilts back, lips parted and muscles flexing, your name falling from his lips. You wiggle against the restraints, needing to be touched.

Sukuna laughs, leaning over your body as he continues to pump his cock. His lips brushing against your ear, his warm breath fanning against your cheek.

“Pathetic.”

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♥ Gojo - Gojo had felt that when you’re fucking it’s not fair that you aren’t all the way filled with cock. So when he bought you a dildo, it only felt right to use it while you sucked his dick, he loves being able to control it, having you moan around him as he slips the silicone in and out of your drenched cunt.

“Fucking look at you baby.”

Your head hangs off the side of the bed, your legs spread wide. Gojo’s body is hovering over you, one arm supporting his body weight as the other plays between your legs. Slipping the purple silicone cock in and out of you, he pulls it from you, using the tip to circle your clit.

You moan around his cock, earning a moan from his lips. You lean your head further back, taking him deeper. He thrusts his hips into your throat, your gag causing him to slide the dildo into you roughly. Your body jolts at the action as he coo’s you.

“Such a good girl.”

Your eyes water, lips hallowing around his cock, your tongue swiping side to side.

Gojo is fixated on your pussy, watching your cunt swallow the purple toy, your walls tight around it, covering it in a sheen of wetness.

Your brain short circuits when you feel his tongue flick against your clit.

“Fuck ‘toru.” Your nails dig into his thighs, a groan vibrating against your pussy.

“You’re so hot baby, taking two cocks.”

Your hand wraps around his dick, pumping him into your mouth, your tongue swirling around the tip.

His lips suck against your clit, your legs shaking as he angles the dildo to hit your g-spot.

“Just like that.”

Gojo continues flicking his tongue on your clit. You slip his cock past your lips, hollowing your cheeks around his member. Your legs close around him, his free hand holding them open as his tongue speeds up on your clit. Your body falls hot and tense, your mind cloudy as you cum around the silicone. Your moans are muffed as they vibrate around his cock.

Gojo kisses your clit, slowly rocking the dildo in and out of you, his eyes never leaving the silicone that’s glistening with your cum.

He looks down at you, your cheeks flushed, spit covering your lips and his cock disappearing into your throat.

“So good to me.” He pulls back, leaving the dildo buried inside of you. Both of his hands hold your face as he rocks his hips using your throat to chase his release.

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♥ Toji - Toji loved nothing more than making you cum, he loved the sounds you make for him.

Only him.

So you weren’t surprised when he came home with an array of sex toys to trial. You favourite being the large wand vibrator. Although Toji was mean when he used it, he would always press it against your clit while fucking you but the moment you were close he would take the toy away.

“What baby, is daddy's cock not good enough?”

He would taunt you, he would want you to tell him how much you needed him, how good he made you feel. He loved the wand just as much as you do, he loved that it made you vibrate against him. But he wasn’t about to be replaced by a toy.

God forbid he ever saw you use it when he wasn’t home.

“Feels good daddy, so good.”

Toji smirks, his thumb caressing your face before placing the toy between your bodies, swirling it around your clit, pressing it against the bundle of nerves as he thrusts into you. His thrusts rocking the wand, your body wiggling at the overload of pleasure.

Toji feels you tighten around him, moving the toy away as your pussy squelches, a frustrated groan leaving your lips.

“Daddy, please, need to cum.”

Toji only chuckles, fucking you faster. Your moans fill the bedroom in a chorus the sound of him fucking your tight pussy accompanying them.

“Since you said please.” Toji smiles, flicking the wand up a speed and placing it against your clit. Your back arches off the bed, his lips wrapping around your nipple, teeth pulling on the skin.

“Cover my cock baby, cum for daddy.”

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♥ Nanami - You were warming Nanami up to the idea of sex toys. You’re thankful he was open to it and was willing to try the cock ring, one that had an attachment to brush against your clit.

“Feels so good.”

Nanami had your legs pressed against his chest, ankles resting on his shoulders. His hands wrapped around your hips, your fingers digging into the comforter.

“Fuck.” Nanami throws his head back, moving his hands from your hips and wrapping his arms around your legs, pulling you closer to him, his cock slipping deeper into your pussy.

The ribbed nub of the cock ring brushes against your clit roughly with each thrust, the vibrating swirling around Nanami’s cock, transfering to you.

“F-faster” You whimper. Nanami chuckles, turning the cockring up one speed and thrusting into you faster.

“Think you can take it baby?”

You simply nod, wonton moans falling from your lips. Nanami’s muscles flex with each thrust, his arms tightening around your legs as they twitch within his grasp. The humm of the cock ring fills the air, both of you moaning and breathless. Nanami keeps his pace, he accompanies the nub of the cock ring with his thumb, rubbing circles on your clit.

“Going to fill you baby.”

You moan at his words, wanting nothing more than to feel his cum fill you. Having it slowly drip out of your pussy, feeling him inside you for the rest of the night.

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♥ Geto - You loved when Geto was in control, especially when he would use the remote controlled vibrator on you while you sucked his dick. You didn’t expect for him to suggest wearing it to the supermarket, intrigued and turned on, you agreed.

Thankfully the small buzz was hidden over the music, pa system and people within the supermarket.

“Fuck.” You whisper, gripping the shelf that houses the spices.

“What is it baby?” Geto fringes concern, a few patrons walking down the aisle past you. You smile weakly at the couple as they walk past you quickly. You shoot daggers at Geto, his sly smirk across his face. He takes your hand from the shelf, lacing your fingers together.

“Doing so well.”

He increases the speed, your nails digging into the back of his hand as you bite your lip. Geto pulls you to his chest, kissing the side of your head. He pulls away from you, slowing the pace down and taking the shopping cart down the aisle. You breathe deeply before following behind your tall boyfriend.

Your legs start to feel weaker, the vibration sending tingles down your body.

“Geto.” Your voice strains as you hold onto the shopping cart, the speed having increased.

“My name always sounds so pretty on your lips baby.”

“Please.”

Geto smiles at you, brushing your hair away from your face and placing a kiss on your forehead.

“You’ll have my cock soon enough princess.”

Your eyes lock with his, leaning forward to softly peck his lips before he pulls away from you. A few people are now in the same aisle as you.

“C’mon baby, we dont have much left on the list.” Geto smiles, pushing the cart as the vibrator continues its speed, a mix of up and down patterns now flowing through you. You hope to god you can make it through this, needing, wanting and borderline begging to cum.

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isamoa · 5 months

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toji was never into the idea of having pets. he was already struggling to take care of megumi—why add to his troubles of yet another mouth to feed? he saw no use for them; a waste of time and an even bigger waste of money.

and of course his view hadn't changed when he met you. he still only saw them as slimy 'good for nothings. but unfortunately for him, you already had a dog long before the two of you got together.

unlike his hardheaded father, megumi loved animals. especially dogs.

toji figured it wouldnt hurt to let him bask in the company of something so foreign-at least for a little while. he adored your little pup. and maybe you too.

over time, toji grew to adore you as well. what he had planned on keeping strictly no-strings-attached, blossomed into something far more enjoyable. but alas, you still had that filthy animal.

it wasn't supposed to be anything special, just a small fling that he hadn't anticipated on continuing any further. he tried his best to fight the urges of maybe it just not being worth it-ultimately letting his love for megumi conquer his stubborn hatred for animals and repetitive cycle of jumping from woman to woman.

toji swore the universe was out to get him.

well maybe not the entire universe—but definitely your dog.

regardless of his countless attempts of getting it through the animals tough, yet tiny skull, that he just didn't like the thing -it still found its way back to toji. every damn time.

he was starting to grow tired of it. really.

"y/n, come get this damn dog." he'd yell from his position on the couch, hoping his familiar pleas would gain your attention from down the hall. he had already tried pushing the puppy off, shooing it away in hopes to go play with megumi who was sitting on the floor below

with much thanks from toji, you would quickly come to the manbaby's aid; grabbing the energetic dog from his lap with a roll of your eyes.

"’gumi’s been trying to get that things attention all morning. it won't leave me alone."

it wasn't until you had gotten pregnant that he slowly started to warm up to the dog. or at least stopped referring to the poor puppy as 'it.'

toji thought it was cute how they would constantly stay by your side during the pregnancy, always laying nearby like he somehow knew of what was going on.

but he would never admit that to you. instead, maybe he was just grateful that the dog was finally bothering someone other than him.

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drunkenlionwrites · 10 months

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I know Gege is biased towards Toji, but how the fuck they managed to make the children killer so damn cute and charismatic? It’s so unfair 😰😰

The dude is literally a gambler, freeloader, neglecting father and ruthless killer, demolishing kids and teens without slightest remorse and all I can think about is how hot is his body, how cute of a faces he makes, how good his witty banter can be, how smart and calculated he is and how amazing he’d feel inside me.

#toji x you #toji fushiguro #toji x reader #Toji thirst #Toji smut #toji zenin #dilf toji #jjk toji #toji headcanons #jujutsu kaisen toji #toji #lion blurbs

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rotten1angel · 3 days

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just imagining pampering toji. he’s just gotten back from a mission. you had washed him as you showered together and now were curled up on the large bed in your bedroom.

toji’s large body laid across your side as his head tucked into the juncture between your shoulder and neck.

“toji.. my love..?” you asked tentatively, worried to wake him if he was asleep. you heard him hum into your skin. your fingers found their way to his hair, gently massaging the man’s scalp.

“i jus’ love you s’much,” you murmur, leaning slightly to kiss the crown of his head. you feel the man shift over you to lean on his forearms. his tired eyes scan over your features before dropping a sleepy kiss on your lips, drawling afterward “love you too, doll.”

he settled back against your body, his nose tucked into your neck once again. you would’ve assumed the man was asleep now if it weren’t for his iron grip around your waist. however, soon enough his grip did loosen and you could feel his deep, lumbering breaths as he dozed off, safe in your arms under the cast of night.

#ʚɞ // elle writes !#ʚɞ // blurb #was js watching sad toji edits and needed to give him love #jjk toji #jujutsu kaisen toji #toji fushiguro #toji x reader #toji zenin #toji x you #jujutsu toji #toji x y/n #toji fluff

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kiirschtein-archive · 1 year

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⋆ 「 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐝. 」 ⋆

toji's tired and doesn't feel like hearing you run your mouth in the passenger's seat of his car. so you find other ways to occupy yourself.

pairing. — toji fushiguro x f!reader

word count. — 893

content. — nsfw (18+ only), established relationship, daddy kink, toji's a lil mean (duh), pet names (baby, babygirl, little girl), finger sucking, masturbation (f), brief mention of penetrative sex.

notes. — i have toji brainrot so bad rn y'all it's not even funny. so i had to write this while working tonight LMAO i just needed to get it out of my brain. hope you enjoy <3

It’s late, and the back roads are lit up only by the headlights as the two of you skirt around curves in his expensive car. You’d bet money that you’re going well over the designated speed limit, because Toji, despite being exhausted from a long day, is still fulfilling his habit of being on the brink of reckless driving. The air is cool where he has the driver’s side window down to let the smoke from his cigarette stream out, and he’s silent as you seemingly burst with energy next to him.

You’ve been rambling on for a few minutes now about something you’ve been particularly excited about as of late, chatting your tired boyfriend’s ear off without realizing it. The low hum of the radio hardly even gets to make itself known beneath your continuous jubilant speech.

“And I can’t believe that—”

“Baby,” Toji’s voice is raised just the slightest bit to overpower yours, cutting you off before you can go on. You watch as he inhales and exhales his final breath of smoke, flicking the cigarette butt outside and rolling up the window. “Can you do daddy a favor and shut your fuckin’ mouth for a minute?”

You can finally hear the radio now that silence sweeps over you and you’re able to absorb the nonchalant harshness of his words. It doesn’t affect you too badly, however. He’s always like this.

But narrowing your eyes into a half-hearted glare, you declare coldly in his direction, “You’re mean.”

The both of you know that you aren’t exactly heartbroken, nor are you entirely serious with your angry pout and juvenile words, so Toji speaks just as apathetically as before, “Yeah, well cry me a river over it, little girl.” He reaches a calloused hand over to roughly squeeze at your knee. It hurts a little, and there’s no smile from him nor a laugh, but you’re fully aware that it’s his way of being somewhat sadistically playful, attempting to dismantle any potential hard feelings.

Toji loosens his grip but leaves his hand there, letting you feel its warmth against your chilled skin. His fingers are so large and picturesque in a rugged sort of way, thumb stroking absentmindedly as his gaze continues to pierce ahead at the road. It’s so quiet that you suddenly feel the urge to be a little impish; maybe there are other things you can do with your mouth besides talk.

Taking him by the wrist and forearm, you guide his hand up to slide two big fingers between your lips, soaking them in the saliva that freshly pools in your mouth. He tastes like salt and nicotine, all too familiar against the flat of your tongue, and it prompts you to start a gentle suck. Toji smirks and huffs at the feeling of your hot mouth around him, muscles flexing but resisting the impulse to fuck his fingers forward until the tips hit the back of your throat. Instead, he lets you occupy yourself with your ability to take full control.

This new sense of quiet is oddly like music to his ears, only interrupted by the occasional suckling noise and the tiny hums you make in between them. “That’s a good girl,” he drawls and praises with a wicked smile on his face, pressing his fingers down against your tongue for only a moment and stealing a glance over at you as he does so. Then he starts to laugh. "Shit, I shoulda had you doin' this ten minutes ago. Shuts you up nice and good, doesn't it?"

You remove his hand long enough to take a breath and reply, perhaps with a hint of defiance, “Yes, daddy.” It makes his cock twitch when you say it like that.

Toji chuckles again. "That was a rhetorical question, babygirl, but I like where your mind’s at." He never intended for you to stop sucking or being quiet, but he’s too delighted to be bothered by it in the least.

After another minute of working until your tongue is almost sore, the heat between your thighs has increased to an intolerable amount, leaving you yearning for more than just the solution to an oral fixation. You weasel a hand down to work through fabric until a fingertip can gather some slick and swirl it around your clit, causing your cunt to clench and throat to moan around Toji’s fingertips. His head turns to look as you do so, jaw slack, and the car swerves a bit after he loses his focus on driving.

“Fuck, baby, you’re gonna run me off the road.” He grits his teeth and pulls his fingers from your mouth, gently gripping you by the jaw as he takes a moment to correct the steering wheel. Once on another straight path, Toji looks back over at you stroking your clit and presses his thumb past your lips and onto your tongue. You look at him with furrowed brows and moan, drool now spilling down your chin.

“Screw this,” he mutters, deciding he’s finally had enough. Within a second he’s pulling the car off the side of the road without warning, throwing it into park and undoing your seat belt with haste.

It doesn’t take long for him to have you sitting nice and pretty on his cock, and he’s not complaining about the noise this time.

#toji fushiguro x reader #toji x reader #jjk x reader #toji fushiguro smut #c. — toji fushiguro #blurb. — toji fushiguro #smut. — toji fushiguro #my writing.

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bloodyserratus · 7 months

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sneaky link!toji x fem!reader tw: smut, degradation, size kink, angst. wc: 330-ish

toji cast a sidelong glance at you. he really wasn’t sure how he ended up in this predicament with you. i mean, look at you.

you smiled, bright and genuine, as some guy teased you about something or the other. your eyes were practically shining at the motherfucker.

toji’s upper lip twitched. tch.

exactly how it came to be that toji got to have you on his cock every few nights or so…he really wondered if this was your cursed technique.

you’d made it very clear that no one was to know, but it was even clearer to him that you loved being split open and railed by his sizable cock. you loved when he toyed with your clit lazily until you were overstimulated and shuddering. you loved when you laid back on the bed and toji fucked himself deep into your throat. you loved when he hauled his massive body over yours and pinned you down, rutting himself deep into your inevitably creamy cunt.

“t-t-...toji,” you’d pant in his ear as your nails raked scratches down his wide back. you’d whimper and whine like the best, prettiest little cumdump he’d ever had.

“too big,” you’d clench around him when he first slid into you, but your coy eyes gave you away. you wanted toji to make it fit…and he always did.

he rolled his eyes when yours creased into semicircles…the sweetest eye smile. little did they know that behind that facade was one the most depraved little sluts that toji had ever had the privilege of sheathing himself in.

for a moment he considered throwing you over his shoulder and bringing you home. he shook his head. that wouldn’t do. it was only ever on your terms anyways.

“well,” he said to no one in particular and stood from his seat. he stretched ostentatiously for you before taking his leave. he wasn’t going to sit around and watch you flirt with some asshole, especially when he couldn’t even do anything about it.

#IDK what i'm doing with formatting yet so don't perceive me #toji smut #toji x reader #toji blurb #toji fushiguro #jjk smut #toji headcannon #toji drabbles #serrated writing

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teddybeartoji · 1 month

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彡 MOSSY WINDOWS AND WEEPING HEARTS

☆. contains: bf!toji fushiguro x gn!reader; mild angst with comfort (they had an argument oh no), toji learns how to apologize, toji is in love wc: 2.3k

your throat is sore and your eyes burn. you're tired and sad and upset and you just want it to be over already. but his sharp words swim laps in your head and you can't think about anything else. the ceiling of your shared living room is the only form of solace at this point, the shadows of the street putting on a show just for you.

the warm light of the lamps that stand tall behind the apartment window use the ceiling as a canvas, the passing cars as little characters running around. you hear hollering – it's saturday night, people are having fun. and you're curled up on the sad couch with a sniveling nose.

you hear steps and the bathroom door clicking shut and you use the moment to grab your stuff; a pillow, a blanket and a change of clothes – the very same sad couch will be your best friend tonight.

he turns on the water and you stand behind the door, longingly staring at the wood, wishing the night had gone differently.

but it didn't. so, you put on your pyjamas and sink into the couch. letting a few last tears fall from your eyes, you try to get some rest.

try.

while you're cocooning yourself away from the world, toji is staring at his own reflection in the foggy mirror. hands splayed on the cold countertop, his head hangs low and the running water turns into a muffled sound in his ears; dark strands of hair fall in front of his exhausted eyes, and he too, can't stop thinking about his own words.

regret fills his veins, threatening to explode under his skin. he can't tear his eyes from the disappearing reflection, the steam covering up more and more of the glass, hiding his guilty stare. his heart beats in morse code, calling out your name with every breath he takes but he's still stuck in this tiny shrinking room while you're out there – in the dark, in the cold, drowning in the impact of his words. he didn't mean them, he didn't. toji squeezes his eyes shut and his head drops to his chest. he thinks about your trembling hands and your shaky voice.

a sigh.

a miserable one.

he drops his towel and stands under the hot water. the warmth takes him in but it's nothing compared to you. the droplets comb through his hair but it's nothing compared to you. they cascade down his scarred shoulders and the muscles of his back, but it's nothing.

compared to you.

the smell of the shampoo makes him want to vomit. your shampoo. his shampoo. he rubs at his scalp and lets the suds drip over his face. he scrubs his body and he wishes he could do it harder. he hopes that you're sleeping well. no, he doesn't. he wants to say goodnight to you.

he tilts his head up towards the shower head and closes his eyes, letting the water run over his neck and his adam's apple, washing away all of the remaining ugly words that might've still been lurking in his throat.

he turns the water off and steps out. only throwing on his sweatpants, he doesn't even bother drying himself off, he just needs... you. he needs to hold you, he needs to hear you. he needs to feel his heartbeat.

one step out of the bathroom and toji can already see the corner of your blanket hanging from the edge of the couch. he fists the material of his pants at his side as he breathes out. it hurts. slowly, he approaches your bundled up body, trying to figure out whether you're already asleep or not. your face is hidden in the pillow, your back facing him and he just wants to see you.

"leave me alone."

it hurts.

his head falls back, his eyes raking over the faint shadows on the ceiling. a car honks on the street below, the wind blows behind your cracked open window. his chest feels heavy, his shoulders hurt.

"why aren't you in bed?"

quiet. you think about not answering. you thought about not talking to him throughout the entire night, but now that he's here... it's harder than you thought.

"because you're mean. and you hurt my feelings." your fingers dig into the pillow under your head. "and i don't want to fucking see you."

his knee cracks when he squats down beside you. his fingers itch to play with the ends of your hair, to pull you into his body and never let you leave.

"well, thank god you can't see anything when yer sleeping then, hm."

he's infuriating. he sounds tired. you want to slap him, you want to push him away. you hate that you can hear strain in his voice. you want him to say that he's sorry. you want to hold him. you want him to show that he cares.

leaving the safe confines of the warm blanket, you whip your head towards him. the light coming from the outside is barely enough to show you his eyes. they're soft, softer than you've ever seen them before. a dark forest; the green circular windows are pleading for you. please, don't be scared of what's inside.

"no arguments for the first two statements?"

you're a inches away from bumping your nose against his, your warm breath hitting his skin as you scoff. the pain is still there, slowly but surely turning into anger but he understands.

"i'm– trying, yeah?"

your eyes flick between his, searching for... something.

"why is your own pride more important than my feelings, toji?"

...

he fucking hates the way you're looking at him. loathes.

you look exhausted too, eyes swollen from all of the crying from before and now there are fresh tears forming in the corners of them.

because of him.

why is his pride more important? it isn't. it isn't, it isn't, it isn't. and yet... silence. something scratches in his throat – it wants to get out but it's hard. a drop rolls over the apple of your cheek and his head falls against your shoulder with a sigh. you don't push him away, you don't invite him in either. why is it so hard for him?

"i just feel like you don't care at all sometimes. when you refuse to apologize – it seems like we're competing against each other but i don't even know what the game is."

your voice is shaky and you're doing your best to come off as composed as you can because you want him to hear you out. you're scared he's going to brush you off. again.

he fiddles with the edge of your blanket, his weight heavy on your body.

"apologizing doesn't make you weak, you know. you're not losing anything – toji, we're not competing over anything. it would simply show that..." you take a big breath in, and let a big one out. "it would show that you do care. that you listen to me, that you want me here."

somebody laughs in the distance. toji smells so good. you close your eyes and focus on what you're about to say.

"it's okay for it to be hard, i don't expect you to spill it right away but it is important to me. i need to know that you're not just dusting away my feelings just because you find them difficult to deal with."

pulling your one hand from under the covers, you let it dig into his wet dark locks. your shampoo, his shampoo.

"but if they are too difficult to deal with..." you trail off, your own thought making more tears fall from the corners of your eyes. he buries his forehead into your body as you play with the hair on the nape of his neck and you feel his fingers digging into your blanket.

"don't say that... fuck– please, don't say that."

"i can't do it like this, toji. i'm not gonna apologize for being emotional. i'm not gonna apologize for being myself, for being alive." you hiccup. "i'm not gonna apologize for not being a brick fucking wall."

"i know, sweetheart, i know."

"do you?"

his teeth sink into his bottom lip and he thinks about your smile. about how your eyes shine in the warm sunlight. how you cling to him even when in your sleep. how you keep ruffling his hair even though he pretends to hate it. how cute you look when you steal his massive sweatshirts. how comforting your voice sounds, how well your hand fits into his. how intently you always listen to him, how you wash his back after a long day at work. how stupid your jokes are. and how much he lo—

...

how much he loves you.

your fingers comb through his hair and you're still coddling him despite the fact that you're upset. and sad, and angry. he thinks about how he doesn't deserve you. how you'd be better off with someone else.

he feels you falter, just a bit, and he knows he's wasting time. you're tired and you want to sleep and you want to feel his love. you want to hear it. and nothing gets to be more important than you. he makes that promise in his head, in his heart.

his sun, his moon, his stars. the smell of coffee in the morning and the feeling of your arms around his waist. his everything.

"i'm..."

fuck.

you turn your body, now fully laying on your back, and pull his head against your chest. he listens to your heartbeat and his hands snake around your middle.

"i love you."

he knows for a fact that you're too good for him.

he hasn't even said it yet but you're determined to let him know how you feel. he knows it's not meant as an encouragement either – you're completely bare before him; honest and straightforward, meagerly waiting for him to do the same. hoping he'll do the same. he's not stupid, he knows your patience is running low but you're still trying. still giving him the chance to do right by you because you want him to do right by you.

he gives you a squeeze, nuzzling his face into chest as if he could somehow reach your ribcage that way. he knows his rough hands have to work overtime to hold your big delicate heart and he's scared.

but your heart is probably scared too, isn't it? wouldn't it be scary to be held by these calloused hands; hands that only know pain and hurt?

this is how it goes. you're both scared and you'll both hold each other. whispering praise into the other's ears, regardless of the fear of getting hurt. trust – it's about trust.

i love you. you make me feel safe. stay with me. let me get that for you. let's shower together. i made you coffee. i want you to come with me. hold my hand. kiss me. hug me. hold me. i want you.

i trust you.

"i'm sorry."

...

muffled, and spoken into your skin – it's enough. it's more than enough for you.

soft, warm hands cradle his jaw and raise his head from your chest. soft, warm eyes hold his gaze and he knows his on the right path.

"fuck–" a shaky laugh; his own emotions are swallowing him whole and you're the only thing holding him up. he watches your lips curl up and relief takes over. he melts into your touch and you guide him to your lips.

you hold him there for a moment – noses touching, breaths mingling together. "thank you."

a bear hug, a high-five, a burst of laughter. an ocean wave – intense, and a lot. freeing. the feeling washes over him and he lets himself sink into you. lips against lips, chests against chests, hearts against hearts; without parting from you, toji climbs onto the couch, resting his entire body on top of yours. you don't complain.

he breathes you in and you do the same. he leans to the right and you do the same. he keeps you close and you do the same. his hand kneads the soft flesh of your waist and your hand rakes through his still wet hair. it feels right. it is right.

toji scrambles to push the blanket from between your bodies, desperate to rid of the barrier that's keeping him from his beloved. his rough hands push your shirt up just enough to feel your skin against his. he sighs into your mouth and he feels you smile against him.

your hands clasp behind his neck, pulling him flush to you and you hook your leg over his hip. latched together, forged together.

"i love you." a murmur, accompanied by a kiss to the corner of your lips. he places another onto the curve of your jaw before hiding his face in the crook of your neck.

you turn your head and press your lips to his forehead. "i love you, too."

he's warm and his arms feel so good around you. he's heavy, borderline crushing you under him but you wouldn't have it any other way. you're also a breath away from falling off the couch but you know he wouldn't let you do that. not today at least.

right now, toji is determined to keep you safely in his arms until one of you is dying of hunger and thirst. absolutely nothing else will make him move – he just might let you piss your pants if it comes to that.

for the sake of love, of course.

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dilf!toji who finds you sitting in the curb at one am when he’s doing a quick run to 7/11 to grab a few snacks and a six pack. wondering why on earth, a pretty girl like you is alone.

after paying, he exits through the door before walking cautiously towards you. eyes glancing left and right to find no one is around, not even a car. meaning that you may have walked here.

“hi there sweetheart, you okay?” he calls out of worries. it’s very dark outside and far too dangerous for a young thing like you to be all here alone.

the moment you turn your head around, toji swears he had never seen someone so beautiful. glossy irises looking up at him with your messy long curls framing your features. glittery makeup decorating your eyes, nose and lips.

you must be no older than twenty-five.

“huh?” so clueless, yet so pretty. “o-oh. i’m—good, sir.. thank you” shooting him a small toothy grin with a gummy worm tuck in between your teeth,

he chuckles at that, hand shoved into the pockets of his sweatpants. how adorable.

he nods his chin towards your disregarded kitten heels beside you. “rough night?”

shrugging, you tug off the stretchy sweet off your mouth before chewing. “something like that.”

he tsks at that, head shaking. “it’s not safe for a girl like you to be out here. considering it’s very late. did you walk here?”

nodding, you put a strand of hair behind your ear. “i did, yes. i needed.. food. i was hungry.”

your answer makes him breathe out a laugh. “candies aren’t food, sweetheart—i assumed you were at a party dressing like that” he points out at your skin tight pink dress that barely covers your thighs, and he has to restrain himself from thinking unholy thoughts.

“it was getting quite crowded… i didn’t like it.. suffocating” your voice coming off quiet, if not—sad—“the food there is awful too”

toji hums, taking another step closer as your eyes follow his movements. head tilting back a bit when you notice he’s only standing inches away from your small figure,

“boyfriend not around?” his head move to the side, eyes roaming down your figure. shaking your head, he asks again. “what happened?”

you reply shakily. “he dumped me.. called me nasty things” a tear escapes your eye as you begin to remember what your ex had done to you two hours prior. “t-that’s why i’m here.”

when he sees you beginning to cry, he can’t help but feel bad. what a fucking asshole he thinks. making a cute girl cry and dumped her in the middle of the night? who fucking does that?!

he crouches down to your eye level. and that’s when you finally take a good look of his appearance. breath almost hitching at just how even more handsome he looks up close. even the faint scar across his lips just makes this man even more hotter.

“i’m sorry to hear that, sweetheart. sounds to me like he’s a straight jerk, yeah?” he says with a small smile. seeing you nod as a reply. gaze isn’t moving from his. “don’t cry over him, i bet he doesn’t deserve a beautiful girl like you”

your cheeks warm at that, eyes dropping to your lap just so he won’t notice how nervous he makes you feel by that comment. however, his finger moves underneath your chin to get you to look back at him again. his thumb grazing against your soft skin,

“want me to beat his ass for you? because i will, just lead the way”

you can’t help but giggle at his offer, and it makes toji’s heart skip a beat at the beautiful sound. his lips stretch into a bigger smile when he sees you like that.

“atta girl. there she is” he chuckles, “how old are you, baby?”

“i’m twenty one”

toji mutters out a soft ‘fuck’ which earns a confused frown from you. he’s almost twice your age. “you need a ride back to the party? i promise i’m not a creep or anything. just can’t stand at the thought of you walking back alone. something bad could happen, you know?”

“i would like that very much sir, thank you” a smile pulls upon your pink glossy lips, fingers fiddling with each other,

toji finds you to be endearing, adorable and pretty when you look at him like that. it has been too long since someone makes his heart ponder like this, and all you had to do was just smile at him with a gummy packet in your hand.

“call me toji, sweetheart—c’mere. up you get” he moves the sixpack towards his left hand as the other grabs yours, helping you up on your feet. “but before that, i think you need to get better food in your system. we’ll stop by at something, yeah?”

you nod quickly, slipping your feet back into the heels with a wide smile not leaving your face. “okay!”

with that, toji smiles back at you before putting his hand on your back, guiding you towards his car.

will expand because in this au toji is a rich ass man and ready to give him everything for his soon to be baby <3

(look what you made me do @tojisun )

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i’m so whipped for soft, domestic toji. i think it’s just soft domesticity in general and toji’s hot ass is just a fun addition to it

ME TOO BABES ME TOO!!

big, dangerous man like toji being super soft and domestic and just a loving husband overall?? literally has me sobbing on the floors

no because :(

- folding clothes with toji:

he props your crop top in front of him, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion. “how- is this even the whole thing? how do i fold this?”

you smack him with a towel, laughing, before snatching your shirt from him. he watches with rapt attention as you fold the apparel in half before placing it on top of the folded pile.

“ta-da,” you say, and toji just rolls his eyes at you fondly before using this new-found knowledge to fold one of your other crop tops.

- cooking with toji:

he hands you the bottle of soy sauce. “this one?”

“toji,” you say, sighing. “does this look like balsamic- wait, yeah it does. my bad.” you pass the bottle to him again. “but nope, not this. it should be the one behind the white vinegar.”

toji grunts before crouching down again to rummage through the base cabinets. you try the soup once more, and your lips quiver at the shot of spiciness. you don’t know when had toji slipped in the chilli flakes behind your back, but they’ve long melted and infused their flavour to the broth. you sigh.

“darling, tell me it’s this one,” toji grumbles as he passes you a bottle, his lips tugged in a pout.

“yes!” you cheer, standing on your tippy-toes to plant a chaste kiss on his chin. “thank you, baby!”

toji murmurs unintelligibly as he looks away, and you stifle a giggle at seeing just how flushed he is.

truth is, it was the wrong bottle but toji doesn’t need to know that.

- picnic date with toji:

but in your veranda :’’>

toji whipped out the picnic blankets and stuffed the picnic basket with food and drinks, before preparing and arranging the veranda to the best of his abilities.

it was sunset when you arrived home and toji whisked you from your treck to the bedroom to lead you to the surprise picnic date he prepared for you. you gasped upon seeing the whole display.

“you deserve this break,” toji murmured as he pressed a kiss on the crown of your head before offering his hand out to you. “lets?”

you reached for his hand only to yank him down for a kiss. toji whimpered, his hands coming up to clutch you at your waist.

“thank you,” you murmured on his lips when you pulled away.

you felt him smile on yours. “always.”

big spooning toji:

he’s so much bigger than you but that doesn’t stop you from spooning him.

your legs tangle with his, and your arm encircles around his toned waist. you press your face on his back, following the rhythm of his breathing, before you feel yourself falling back to sleep.

sometimes you wake up to being the little spoon, with toji’s face buried in your hair and his arms unrelenting in their hold around you. but often, you wake up with toji facing you, his head ducked under your chin and his face pressed on your chest.

and you don’t fail to hold him closer, tighter.

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