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the way your panty thief foursome fic with shinsou, bakugo, and kirishima UNLOCKED something deep within me...i keep going back to it omg. do you have any other fic recs that have panty thiefs 🥺👉👈 literally any character. you truly turned me into a slut for panty thieves i cant believe it
Panty theft is one of my all-time favourite tropes. I haven’t written any for a while, but all of my panty thief fics/thirst is here.
@ikinabi has also written panty thief stuff, some of the fics are: Theft and Punishment, Panty thieving with the boys. Both Bakugou and Kirishima.
@makoodles got some A+ Bakugou panty theft here in You Wear Them Well.
@leeswritingworld Some panty thief Kirishima right here in Why Can’t This Be Us.
@yaoyorozuwrites wrote some Tenya panty theft here in I’ll Keep These.
@legend-of-frost has some step-bro Kirishima panty theft here in Oh Brother Mine.
@burnedbyshoto wrote some panty thief Bakugou here in Pervert.
There’s way more but these are the only ones I could think of right now. Please comment if there are anymore because I would love love loveeee to read them.
my favorite poetry books (free PDF or epub)
the complete maya angelou
don't call us dead by danez smith
all the flowers kneeling by paul tran
time is a mother by ocean vuong
madness by sam sax
mayakovsky's revolver by matthew dickman
soft science by franny choi
thief in the interior by phillip b williams
ariel by sylvia plath
calling a wolf a wolf by kaveh akbar
together and by ourselves by alex dimitrov
not here by hieu minh nguyen
brute by emily skaja
post colonial love poem by natalie diaz
unaccompanied by javier zamora
prelude to bruise by saeed jones
howl & other poems by allen ginsberg
the big book of exit strategies by jamaal may
look by solmaz sharif
the crown ain't worth much by hanif abdurraqib
eyes bottle dark with a mouthful of flowers by jake skeets
finna by nate marshall
autopsy by donte collins
a place called no homeland by kai cheng thom
lunch poems by frank o'hara
lessons on expulsion by erika l sanchez
the new testament by jericho brown
said the manic to the muse by jeanann verlee
space struck by paige lewis
safe houses i have known by steve healey
the wound is a world by billy-ray belcourt
nature poem by tommy pico
owed by josua bennett
felon by reginald dwayne betts
come on all you ghosts by matthew zapruder
bluets by maggie nelson
life of the poetry by olivia gatwood
perennial by kelly forsythe
contradictions in the design by matthew olzmann
the big smoke by adrian matejka
peluda by melissa lozada-oliva
american sonnets for my past & future assassins by terrance hayes
king me by roger reeves
in a dream you saw a way to survive by clementine von radics
hey rae! what piece of medias would you recommend to someone who is interested in gender studies and have done some readings (woolf, davis, a bit of de beauvoir) but overall don't know how to start? have a lovely day!
i've answered a few similar questions, so i'll include links to those answers here: [link 1] [link 2] [link 3] [link 4] [link 5] [link 6]
will likely be repeating myself a bit here re: those other answers bc i tend to recommend the same texts repeatedly to people asking about where to start with gender studies lol but! i think leslie feinberg's writing is a really great place to start--it tends to be very easy to read and honestly i think trans perspectives are a crucial foundation for gender studies (i really enjoyed 'trans liberation: beyond pink and blue'). bell hooks is also a good starting point if you're looking for a sort of feminism 101 jumping-off point, because she specifically wrote to be accessible + easy to understand ('feminism is for everybody' might be a good starting point). audre lorde's essays are also a good starting point ('sister outsider,' 'the master's tools will never dismantle the master's house,' etc). i know u said you've already read some davis, but 'women, race & class' is another good intro text.
i also usually encourage people to check out judith butler's 'performative acts and gender constitution,' but that one is a bit tougher to tackle if gender studies is still a new/unfamiliar field to you (still worth reading, imo, but just keep in mind it might feel frustrating at first + require some re-reading or slower reading to absorb what butler's saying!).
+ there are of course the various other texts recommended in those linked posts above! hope this is helpful ik it can be intimidating to figure out where to start but honestly there's no correct order or progression for learning about this stuff; just read what catches your eye and sparks ur interest!
hiii rae!!! so i wanted to ask you this since it sound like ur well versed on this topic and you seem really smart and all, but do u have any recs on what to read for topics like transmisogyny or bioessentialism? i’ve been meaning to read more abt it but I have no idea where to begin
hi!! i am definitely always learning more myself but i would be happy 2 share some recs!!
starting off with bioessentialism:
performative acts and gender constitution, by judith butler, is like. one of the most foundational texts re: gender as a social construct. it can be a bit dense to tackle if you're just diving into this stuff so i recommend taking it slow and really trying to parse through what they're saying--a lot of people sort of skim through this and just take away "gender is a performance!" which at best is a pretty broad simplification and at worst ends up being like a direct contradiction to what butler is saying lol
the logic of gender is another article that is, again, very dense but a very in-depth historical materialist analysis specifically looking at the development of gender as a social construct tied to capitalist economic structures
trans liberation: beyond pink or blue by leslie feinberg is definitely an easier read and another good place to start if you're looking for a text that challenges sex + gender categories
regarding transmisogyny more specifically:
whose feminism is it anyway? by emi koyama is an essay breaking down the logical incoherency of trans exclusionary feminism
fighting fascism in feminism by chanelle gallant is another, more recent article also discussing how trans exclusion is antithetical to feminism
whipping girl by julia serano is where the term "transmisogyny" was first coined
on liking women by andrea long chu is an essay that i personally love bc of the way it shifted my own thinking regarding sex, gender, and desire. chu's writing tends to ruffle feathers but i really like it; i'd also recommend her book females if u dig on liking women
+ if anyone has any recs they wanna add please do!!
poems about the moon 🌒
Worm Moon by Mary Oliver
Moon Song by Roy Ivan Johnson
To Catch the Moon by Chong Bum Kim
Morning Song by Sara Teasdale
Not The Moon by Margaret Atwood
Everyone Is Asleep by Enomoto Seifu-jo
The Sweetness of Dogs by Mary Oliver
The Moon Looked Into My Window by E. E. Cummings
Dear Moon by Warsan Shire
The Poet Of Ignorance by Anne Sexton
Owl and Pussycat, Some Years Later by Margaret Atwood
Will You Come? by Edward Thomas
If My Hands Could Peel by Federico García Lorca
Days Of Kindness by Leonard Cohen
The Moonlight by Noah Buchholz
The Moon was But a Chin of Gold by Emily Dickinson
What We Have by Warsan Shire
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hiiiiiii!! i don't have the brain to do or watch anything atm but i would LOVE some movie recs please 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻
YAY ok assuming this is coming from the 80s movie post so. here r some of my favorite 80s movies:
ridiculous campy fun:
earth girls are easy (1988) - fucking LOVE this movie!!! such a fun time. horny aliens crash their spaceship on earth + get taken in by a human woman. also it's a musical comedy + the aliens are played by jeff goldblum jim carrey and damon wayans
hell comes to frogtown (1988) - also. obsessed w this one. post-apocalyptic world where society is a matriarchy + humans need 2 repopulate. protagonist is a Manly Man who has been discovered to have a Mega-High Sperm Count, making him a government asset so a sexy military doctor locks him up in a chastity cage 2 conserve his precious sperm. also there are mutated frog people + they kidnapped a bunch of ~fertile~ human women to keep as sex slaves so Manly Man needs 2 accompany sexy military doctor + sexy soldier to go rescue the ladies from Frogtown so he can fuck them <3 also his name is Sam Hell. hence. 'hell comes to frogtown'
clue (1985) - based on the board game!! murder mystery comedy w wacky characters + an ending that is oh-so-fun
weird dark fantasy:
the company of wolves (1984) - the movie that inspired my 80s movie post 2nite <3 creepy fairytale retelling of red riding hood w a bunch of stories-within-a-story so that it ends up feeling like some sort of fever dream matryoshka doll
labyrinth (1986) - one of my FAVORITE movies of all time!!!!! david bowie is a goblin king who kidnaps the protagonist's baby brother as a favor 2 her + then when she's like actually i want him back he's like ok solve my maze then <3
return to oz (1985) - sequel to 'the wizard of oz' that is like. 10 times darker + weirder + creepier + definitely scarred me + my twin when we watched it as children lol. dorothy won't stop talking abt oz so she's taken 2 a mental institution for electroshock therapy. queue dramatic storm + sudden return to oz except the city is in ruins + dorothy needs 2 save the day
horror:
aliens (1986) - sequel to alien (1979) which just missed the cutoff for making this list + i also recommend--but u don't NEED 2 watch it 2 watch this movie. outer space creature feature meets slasher survival horror. xenomorph i love u <3
the thing (1982) - another sci-fi alien horror but this time it follows a group of researchers in the arctic who encounter an alien that can change shape 2 look like any of them. queue paranoia. there's also a more modern remake of this movie if i'm not mistaken
day of the dead (1985) - probably romero's least well-known zombie movie lol but a fun one nonetheless! good if u like 80s movies + zombie movies which. i do <3
the shining (1980) - oooh artsy spooky hotel horror.....a classic to be honest....
animated:
the last unicorn (1982) - ANOTHER favorite movie of all time for me!!!! unicorn who lives in isolation in a forest overhears two humans talking about how there are no more unicorns in the world + is like what i can't be the only one left...so she sets out on an adventure 2 try and find out what happened 2 all the unicorns <3 another movie that scarred me as a child bc of how creepy + dark it was
nausicaa of the valley of the wind (1984) - studio ghibli <3 this is one of my fave ghibli films. post-apocalyptic wasteland where giant bugs roam the earth....amazing
castle in the sky (1986) - more ghibli! girl w mysterious magic necklace meets boy who is searching for castle in the sky. also they are being chased by pirates + creepy government agents. FUN
kiki's delivery service (1989) - aaaaand more ghibli. teenage witch sets out 2 make her way in the world + encounters existential dread <3
classics:
heathers (1988) - veronica decides that she's sick of her mean-girl popular friendgroup + at the same time meets Mysterious New Boy. when she complains 2 him abt her friends he starts killing them <3
the princess bride (1987) - based on the book (which i also recommend!!); i feel like everyone knows this movie but. basically fairytale-esque romance abt a girl named buttercup who falls in love w a farmboy named wesley but then wesley gets murdered by pirates...or so it seems....
ferris bueller's day off (1986) - teenagers decide 2 skip school + run amok in chicago. wahoo!!
sooo when are you dropping the links. to texts about religion and sexuality and transgression
closet devotions by richard rambuss
the man jesus loved by theodore w. jennings, jr
jonathan loved david by tom horner
the sex lives of saints by virginia burrus
toward a theology of eros
i also recommend the essay "gendering jesus crucified" by richard c. trexler that you can find here & richard rambuss' essay "pleasure and devotion: the body of jesus and seventeenth-century religious lyric" in queering the renaissance
book recs masterpost
an ever-updating masterpost of books i've recommended. please check these before you ask for recommendations in case they've been covered —
fiction
"the tragedy still happened, but it was important that the love was there"
japanese literature
korean literature [1], [2]
gothic writing
spooky adult horror gothic
some favourites
marathi books
some ruskin bond
indian fiction [1], [2], historical fiction, stories, [3], [4]
non-fiction
general assorted ones i like
some favourites
about people living through crises
on geopolitics, foreign policy, international affairs
on political philsophy
vaguely sociology
biographies
on economic history
on the silk route
on prisons, convict labour
on afghanistan, soviet invasion, terror
capitalism
on language and linguistics
on the ancient and prehistoric world
just a bunch on india
the indus valley
indian aestheticism, art
gupta empire
sangam literature
on the northeast
india and southeast asia
nur jahan, mughal women | more
islamic conquest and state-making
on kashmir
assorted nonfiction
colonisation and aftereffects
on nationalism
on cities
on mumbai
on bollywood in bombay
on cities
on delhi
on kolkata
essays
history, migration, labour
art, reading, travel, gender, sports
nature, climate, some history
political economy, environmental and urban history, cartography and space
my comfort books
light reading
books that have got me out of my slumps
on art, photography, aesthetics, design [1], [2], [3]
on the environment
just some story and essay collections
some articles i enjoyed recently (faves are bolded)
the genesis of blame, london review of books
the narcissism of queer influencer activists, gawker
there’s no moral imperative to be miserable, james greig
the cult of the imperfect, umberto eco
susanna clarke’s world of interiors, the new yorker
your camera roll contains a masterpiece, the new yorker
are you a baby? a litmus test, haley nahman on substack
prestige television and the moral life, article & podcast ep
how tv became respectable without getting better, current affairs
the cultural revisionism history, gawker
have we forgotten how to read critically?, dame magazine
found images, real life mag
nostalgia for nostalgia, real life mag
on internet & technology
google search is dying, dkb on substack
what lies beneath, real life mag
how the tiktok algorithm figures out your deepest desires, the wall street journal
the great offline, real life mag
nameless feeling, real life mag
i’m not there, real life mag
hi my reader friends lithub has a new syllabi section that has some great (u guessed it!) syllabi from much beloved writers like ocean vuong and ross gay here’s the full list that i have already added half of to my tbr:
ekphrastic poetry with victoria chang (featuring works of john ashbery, joy harjo, paul tran)
the literature of obsession with julia may jonas (obsession as transformation, destruction, catharsis and form)
place, space and landscape with alexandra kleeman (featuring didion, okorafor and hernan diaz)
lyric research with ross gay (books that combine research with an “I” like nelson’s bluets or christle’s the crying book)
hybrid poetry with ocean vuong (traditions, innovations and possibilities featuring bhanu kapil, rimbaud, clifton)
multigenre experiments in form with paul lisicky (for writing that explores connections between genres)
reading about writers with peter ho davies (books that teach the craft and give writing advice, think ‘the outline’ trilogy)
speculative women with lina maria ferreira cabeza-vanegas (a look at speculative works by women writers like jemisin, butler, k le guin)
writers and the world with viet thanh nguyen (rankine, baldwin, and coates)
sports and contemporary writing with sam lipsyte (exactly what it says on the tin)
who r ur fav poets!? ive been wanting to start read some poetry and i find myself scrolling thru ur poetry tag sometimes :3
ahh thank you for asking!!! here are a few of my faves, i hope you like them! please feel free to come back and let me know what u think <3
richard siken (obviously) — like i think if you're on tumblr you're probably already familiar with siken's work, but. his stuff just Hits and i've read and reread and highlighted and annotated both of his books so many times. recommended poem: litany in which certain things are crossed out
grendel menz — i think comics poetry is really cool and does not get enough recognition as a genre of poem (or as a genre of comic)!!! and grendel's stuff is always fucking incredible. hits 100% of the time. recommended poem: mirror resurrected
ocean vuong — i still haven't read his latest, but night sky with exit wounds is def among my fave poetry collections. recommended poem: home wrecker
sophie collins — i read this poem for the first time a couple years ago and it's lodged itself in my brain completely. it's such a stunning and heartbreaking exploration of a very specific location, and the last couple lines destroy me every time i read it. recommended poem: healers
emily berry — i'm torn on which poem i want to recommend you of hers so i'm giving you two, because i think her work works best when it's read together and you can get an idea of her voice. so. recommended poem(s): tragedy for one voice (one of my favorite poems of all time) & bad new government
ada limón — if you've scrolled through my poetry tag you've definitely seen a ton of her stuff! i need to buy more of her books (i only own bright dead things). recommended poem: the conditional
i need to read more poetry too, honestly, so if anyone has any recs for me i would love to hear them! :^)
my trans/faggot reading list
The Queer Art of Failure by Jack Halbertsam
Stone Butch Blues by Leslie Feinberg
Going Stealth: Transgender Politics and U.S. Surveillance Practices by Toby Beauchamp
Whipping Girl: A Transsexual Woman on Sexism and the Scapegoating of Femininity by Julia Serano
gay masculinities by peter nardi
Homosexuality in Cold War America : Resistance and the Crisis of Masculinity by Robert J Corber
Out of the Shadows: Reimagining Gay Men’s Lives by Walt Odets
nevada by imogen binnie
gender nihilism by alyson escalante + addendum
Trans-in-Asia, Asia-in-Trans: An Introduction
Trans Exploits: Trans of Color Cultures and Technologies in Movement by Jian Neo Chen
The Terrible We: Thinking with Trans Maladjustment by Cameron Awkward-Rich
Nonbinary: Memoirs of Gender and Identity (various)
Acceptable femininity? Gay male misogyny and the policing of queer femininities Sadie E Hale and Tomás Ojeda
Please Miss: A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Penis by grace e lavery
delusions of gender by cordelia fine
a failed man by michael v smith (part of persistence: all ways butch and femme)
time is the thing a body moves through by T. Fleischmann
kai cheng thom’s writing
we want it all: an anthology of trans radical poetics
second skins: the body narratives of transsexuality by jay prossner
transgender warriors by leslie feinberg
the faggots and their friends between revolutions by larry mitchell
translating the queer: body politics and transnational conversations by hector dominguez ruvalcaba
captive genders: trans embodiment and the prison industrial complex
we both laughed in pleasure: the selected diaries of lou sullivan
how we get free: black feminism and the combahee river collective
trans girl suicide museum by hannah baer
dagger: on butch women by lily burana
black queer studies: a critical anthology by e patrick johnson and mae g Henderson
queer sex by juno roche
black on both sides: a racial history of trans identities by C. Riley Snorton
transgender liberation by leslie feinberg
female masculinity by jack halberstam
transecology by douglas a vakoch
street transvestite action revolutionaries : survival, revolt, and queer antagonistic struggle (Sylvia Rivera , Marsha P. Johnson)
a body that is ultra body: in conversation with fred moten and elysia crampton
building an abolitionist trans and queer movement with everything we’ve got (morgan bassichis, alexander lee and dean spade, 2011)
feminism and the (trans)gender entrapment of gender nonconforming prisoners (julia oparah, 2012)
normal life: administrative violence, critical trans politics, and the limits of law (dean spade, 2015)
Tseng Kwong Chi: Performing for the Camera by Việt Lê
detransition, baby by torrey peters
paul takes the form of a mortal girl by andrea lawlor
a failed man by michael v. smith (part of persistence: all ways butch and femme)
my new vagina wont make me happy by andrea long chu
sexing the body by Anne Fausto-Sterling
something that may shock and discredit you by danny lavery
the argonauts by maggie nelson
gender outlaws by kate bornstein
special mentions for articles ive read that were already very formative for me
Masquerading As the American Male in the Fifties: Picnic, William Holden and the Spectacle of Masculinity in Hollywood Film by Steven Cohan
The Production and Display of the Closet: Making Minnelli’s “Tea and Sympathy” by David Gerstner
huge thanks to @mypocketsnug who sent #20-40
this is not at all intended to be some kind of definitive resource as ive literally read none of these yet save for the two i mention at the bottom and im compiling this for my personal use, im only publishing this bc an anon asked me to! feel free to reblog and also recommend me more but keep this disclaimer in mind
intro to lit theory
Authorship: Barthes, Death of the Author; Foucault, What is an Author?
Formalism: Eichenbaum, The Theory of the “Formal Method”; Brooks, from The Well Wrought Urn: Studies in the Structure of Poetry
Structuralism: Saussure, Course in General Linguistics ; Barthes, from Mythologies
Psychoanalysis: Freud, The Interpretation of Dreams; Lacan, The Mirror Stage & The Significance of the Phallus
Ideology: Althusser, Ideology and Ideological State Apparatuses; Foucault, Truth and Power
Feminism & Queer: Sedgwick, from Between Men; Cixous, The Laugh of the Medusa; Wittig, One Is Not Born a Woman; Butler, Gender Trouble
Deconstruction: Derrida, from Of Grammatology;
Postcolonial: Fanon, from The Wretched of the Earth; Spivak, Can the Subaltern Speak?
Cultural Materialism: Adorno & Horkheimer, The Culture Industry: Enlightenment as Mass Deception; Williams, Base and Superstructure in Marxist Cultural Theory
these are about 2/3 of the readings for my intro to lit theory course, if you’ve ever wondered what one studies on such courses, the links lead to free pdfs
can i request some poems about rain?
hi anon, of course! rain is among my top 5 favourite things. here are some rain-soaked poems & i hope you enjoy reading!
e. e. cummings, “somewhere i have never traveled,gladly beyond” | nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands
Ocean Vuong, “Immigration Haibun” | How sweet. That rain. How something that lives only to fall can be nothing but sweet.
Andrea Gibson, “I Sing the Body Electric, Especially When My Power’s Out” | You are so full of rain / There is so much that is growing
Conchitina Cruz, “Alunsina Takes a Walk in the Rain” | Today, the news tells me you are scheduled to be lonely.
Elizabeth Bishop, “Sestina” | She thinks that her equinoctial tears / and the rain that beats on the roof of the house / were both foretold by the almanac
Tatsuji Miyoshi, “Great Aso” | Rain is falling. Rain is falling. / In hushed silence rain is falling.
Octavio Paz, “As One Listens to the Rain” | listen to me as one listens to the rain, / without listening, hear what I say / with eyes open inward, asleep
Hayan Charara, “Ode to an Abandoned House” | May you live forever, / may you bury me.
Video essays that make me go "oh, so you're like smart smart"
Elon Musk and Grimes: A Retrospective
Bo Burnham vs. Jeff Bezos
The Systemic Abuse of Celebrities
Lana Del Rey: the pitfalls of having a persona
we need to talk about Call Me By Your Name
MYTH OF THE AUTEUR: Stanley Kubrick vs David Lynch
In Search Of A Flat Earth
Envy
The Commodification of Black Athletes
The Lies Of The Lighthouse
The Green Knight: The Uncanny Horror of Masculinity
Max Payne, Kane & Lynch, and the Meaning of Ugly Games
Time Loop Nihilism
How Bisexuality Changed Video Games
The Golden Age of Horror Comics - Part 1 (Part 2)
Weighing the Value of Director's Cuts | Scanline
The True Horror Of Midsommar
a few more -
You're Wrong About Cyberpunk 2077 | An Overdue Critique (this is such great critique of both the game and the genre)
Disney's Fast Pass: A Complicated History
It Has Come To My Attention You Don't All Love BIRDS OF PREY
Adaptation.
The man who almost faked his way to a Nobel Prize
Music Theory and White Supremacy
Here's the YouTube playlist! ill be adding more but that's all so far pls like and reblog xoxo 💕
also feel free to share your own recs in the notes!
I dont know if it has been done yet, but HIGH HIGH HIGGGGGHHH REC for "Somewhere a clock is Ticking" by seven league boots (memphis)!!!!!! like, omg, it was a klance fic that I hadnt even been looking for and got me back all the vld feels without all the problematically argument-forming portions of the recent seasons!!! peeps, please please read and support this wonderful author!!!
Somewhere a Clock is Ticking by seven league boots (memphis) (1/1 | 23,750 | Teen And Up)
This is a story about time travel, lost memories, growing up broken, ukulele lessons, peanut butter banana sandwiches, and a stuffed hippo named Patches.
This is also the story of how James Griffin saved the world, but couldn’t stop his parents from falling in love.
// blood and injury
(adam / shiro, hunk / shay)
i just finished doukyuusei and UGH I LOVE IT SMM it’s a rewatch but does anyone know like the gl equivalent of it or like any gl recommendations i need em‼️‼️
Isekai with male protags: "I was a loser on earth but now I'm super fucking strong and gettin mad bitches"
Isekai with female protags:
Reincarnated princess uses earth knowledge to make magitech a thing and romances sad girl
Girl romantically pursues her video game waifu
Girl is tasked to teach actual fucking gods to be more empathetic to humans
Woman reincarnated as the daughter of a magic item crafter uses earth knowledge to advance her trade
"Straight" girl is sucked into a world with zero men and lesbians everywhere and finds out she's sapphic (there's like actual plot but the gay is what matters.... to me)
A ghibli film. Need I say more
Woman reincarnated in video game as doomed villainess desperately tries to change her story
Girl reincarnated as a tiny baby spider kills monsters to level up
Like the male protag one but the lame guy's mom got isekaid with him and she's the op one.
Two normal girls fight urban legends in terrifying danger dimension
Wifey’s MagnifiqueNoir was featured in this article as one of the top 10 Black science fiction/fantasy works Netflix should consider adapting! You can read it here!
DON’T CALL ME SELFISH I AIN’T SHARING !!
CW | Smut/drabble (18 ↑) jealous séx, dōm! Reader, sūb! Kento, oblivious kento, petnames, shóóting blànks, rīdng, + overstīm.
WC | 0.6k ➜ ML
Kento Nanami, the same man who swore he’d never date a jealous woman because it’s “insanely childish,” ended up with you.
And now there he is–panting beneath you on the couch getting worn out.
This whole jealousy brewed at that party you both attended.
Women flirted with Kento all the time, but this was different because this lady in particular had clothes on so tight someone had mistaken it for paint.
The worst part is she clung onto his arm like a koala, giggling so loud as if she were a hyena at his jokes all while staring you dead in the eye.
Kento, the polite gentleman he is, only assumed she was being friendly—completely missing the way your jaw was locked and a vein threatened to burst in your neck.
The car ride home was silent. Your leg crossed over the other, fingers digging into your own thigh like it’d help you calm down. He glanced at you a few times but didn’t say a word.
Not until once you got into the house, immediately shoving him down onto the couch with enough force to knock the air out of his lungs.
Not wasting a single second your lips crushed against his, sloppy and furious, all tongue and teeth. His tie was yanked loose from his collar and flung somewhere across the living room. Pants and briefs shoved down with no mercy—your hand lazily stroking him while your eyes dared him to say something.
“Sweetheart—fuck, what’s this about?” he attempted to ask.
But your thighs were already caging his hips, your cunt sliding down onto him like he was just something to fill the ache between your legs.
He grunted, jaw falling open, as you started to ride him. Not slow, or sensual how you almost always did, just punishing.
“I don’t…” You paused moaning at the way his cock occupied your guts “Want other women touching you like that, you’re all mine.” you snapped, breathless—hips slamming into his pelvis like your pride was on the line.
“I’m sorry baby, I didn’t even notice—hah...” he choked out, his voice breaking on a groan when you clenched around him.
“Sure you didn’t.” you sneered, leaning down just enough to kiss him again—biting his bottom lip hard enough to make him hiss.
When you pop your hips up and down at that ruthless speed until he’s shooting blanks? This man goes feral, he doesn’t know whether or not to beg for more.
Your tits bounced with each snap of your hips, and he couldn’t take his eyes off them. One hand flew to your waist, trying to steady you. The other latched onto your breast like it was his only crutch, thumb flicking over your nipple as he gasped, “Too much—s-slow down, wait—hah, don’t stop—”
You listened, only barely. The rhythm slowed, but you kept grinding down like you wanted him to feel your jealousy in his bones.
“Poor thing, you don’t even know what you want me to do.” you whispered gently nibbling his jaw.
His answer came in the form of a deep, broken moan. Hips jerking up against yours, neck thrown back, lips parted in a gasp. He came hard, eyes fluttering shut as he spilled his last drops into you with a choked groan, your name tangled in the sound.
But you didn’t move.
You stayed seated right there on his cock, heart pounding, hands braced on his chest.
Only when his fingers brushed over your thigh—soft and reverent—did you lean forward and rest your forehead against his.
His breathing was shallow, shaky. But he was smiling, and breathlessly chuckling as his length twitched helplessly inside you—entirely drained.
“I might just make you jealous again if this is what happens.”
Divider creds | fic-dumpster.
A/n | @jup1tersuccubus asked me to write jealous sex w nanami so I wrote this.
more husband sukuna ooooo oooooo ooooooOOOo
Sukuna, your husband, was a menace to society to say the least. Not only because he was a dangerous, bordering on two meters tall, tattooed, muscular guard dog who's eyes would kill if they could, but also, because he was extremely judgemental.
Going outside with him was an actual nightmare. Always having critiques for everything. Food? Too salty. Drinks? Too watery. Places? Too dirty. Clothes? Too itchy. Everything in the world was fauled in his eyes. Specially people. The cashier at the store? Too slow. The waitress at a restaurant? Too ugly. That old lady standing at the bus stop? Too old.
But with you, with you it was entirely different.
Nothing you did could be wrong in his eyes. Of course you were perfect, after all you were none other than his wife. If he chose to marry you was because you were nothing short of perfect. Every part from your appearance to your personality was perfect in his eyes. And as such, his critical personality... softened.
And people tell you about it. His friends, your friends, your family. He was too critical of everyone, but you have never felt so. Not even when you were dating did you get a single complaint from his part... at least about yourself.
So you decide to test your theory. With a plate of deliberately salty pasta.
"It's perfect." He says while chewing, uninterestedly scrolling through his phone. And your jaw drops.
"It's salty." You say, palms clashing with the table, making it shake a little. And he takes another bite, staring right into your eyes, as if defying that claim.
"Is it now?" He asks, a satisfied grin over his face, canines showing as he chews, bites. "I think this might be one of the best dishes ever made."
"Sukuna!" You say, still in shock. And he chuckles.
"Sweetheart," He answers back, standing up, plate empty. He presses a kiss to the top of your head. "You'll have to try harder to drive me out of my mind."
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“what’s your type?” caleb stops in his tracks as a phone acting as a microphone was shoved in his face.
he was walking back to his dorm after taking you back to yours, the interviewer looked to be about a sophomore. he knew that the question was harmless so he smiles as he grabs the phone and looks straight at the camera.
“i have a girlfriend.”
“oh.” the sophomore deflates before she perks up once more. “so what’s your type?”
“my girlfriend.” caleb replies, the sophomore blinks as she asks another question.
“what does she look like then?”
caleb looks faraway, dazed as he replies to the mic with a dopey smile on his face.
“she looks like my girlfriend.”
the sophomore furrows her brows before she looks at her cameraman and gets to the point.
“so… what would you rate me on a scale of one to ten?”
the daydreamy look on caleb’s face shattered as he looked at the sophomore as if that was the most absurd question he has ever heard.
“yeah so… i won’t rate you.” finally. he says something not about his girlfriend.
“you can’t rate me at all?” caleb nods, confirming the sophomore’s words. “yep.” he emphasized.
“what would you rate your girlfriend on a scale of one to ten?” a charming smile appears on caleb’s face as he shows his clear phone case that had a picture of you beaming brightly at him.
“she’s not even on the scale because she’s so beautiful.” he sighs, dreamily. he can feel the awkwardness of the interviewer as she tries digging for more answers but gets nothing.
all caleb cared about was his beautiful girlfriend.
- - -
the next thing you knew, caleb’s face showed up on your moments page with your university’s local celebrity and his video garnered millions of views with thousands of comments cooing at your lovestruck boyfriend.
“really, caleb?” you asked as he hugged your waist, head resting on top of your hips as he scrolls on his own phone.
“what?” he asks, having no context of your question before he grins at the sound of his voice on loop on your phone.
“hehe. just gotta let everyone know i’m taken.” he says before nuzzling his head onto your hip, pressing a small kiss on your skin.
after the video went viral, the sophomore reached out wanting to interview the two of you to which caleb politely declined. he thinks that the internet doesn’t deserve to see your beauty (you point out that he revealed your face in the video but he says it doesn’t count.)
note/s: inspired by a tiktok audio i heard
smut, 18+, mdni
nasty!toji who spits on your pussy while eating you out just to watch it slide down your puffy folds until it dips to your entrance. shoving his tongue inside your hole and fucking his saliva deeper inside, chuckling against you when he feels you clench around his hot tongue. “you like that, sweetheart?” words hot and thick against your sticky cunt.
toji gets impatient with not having an answer and pulls away just to spank your pussy. “asked you a question,” he barks in a sharp tone, catching your attention. you immediately squeal, voice breaking with a “y-yes! oh god, i love it, toji!” you can barely make out a muffled, “good girl” before he’s spreading your folds open wide, watching as you blossom pink and flushed for him before licking up your slit and sucking your clit directly into his mouth.
nasty!toji who lets his tongue wander when he’s going down on you, slipping inside your ass and feeling your pussy clench around his fingers that are still stuffing your cunt full. “quit squirmin’, mama,” he pulls his fingers out, coated in your slick, just to meanly slap your pussy twice before spreading your thighs further.
his tongue licking around your puckered hole, the one no one’s touched, “gonna let me be your first doll? want me to fill you up the way no man ever has?” his voice deep and rough, eyes flaring with something possessive, getting off on corrupting you.
nasty!toji who fucks you hard just to see you squirt on his chest. his thrusts are nothing short of cruel, swollen tip pushing against your abused g spot over and over again. you feel the pressure building, your thighs threatening to close from the intense feeling but toji won’t have it.
no, his calloused palms are shoving your legs apart and driving his hips even harder into the same spot. you try to warn him, voice wavering with each rough crash of his pelvis against your ass, but he only presses his hand down on your lower stomach, amplifying the sensation until you finally spray.
his chest is glistening from your gushing pussy and you feel a wave of embarrassment knowing you’re the direct cause for the sheen on his abs. before you can think too much about it, toji’s pulling out and diving face first into your cunt.
he licks at your folds, thumb rubbing harsh circles into your clit as your juices continue to flood his face despite you trying your hardest to make it stop. he runs his face back and forth across your silky skin and groans hoarsely, basking in your taste as he shoves his tongue inside your pussy.
“toji!! s’ too much—fuck!” you cry out, muscles giving out as you try to push his head away. he pulls his head back only to spit on your pussy, giving her two more rushed licks before sitting up on his knees once more, stroking his cock and fucking you right back in the same rhythm, a dirty combination of slick and squirt decorating the lower half of his face, coating his lips and that damn scar you love so much.
nasty!toji who fucks you in missionary just to watch you cry. the way he rams his cock into you is nothing short of mean, his eyes half lidded in lust and his fingers intertwined with your own as he holds them above your head. you’re rendered helpless, forced to take every rough thrust of his hips even when it’s too much. your cunt begins clenching around him too tight, the slight pain that the stretch of his fat cock gives you growing more intense with each relentless thrust.
you can’t even help the big tears welling up in your lash line or your bottom lip quivering as you begin to pout at him. “t-toji, it’s too deep. fuck, you’re too deep!” you begin to whine out, head turning back and forth against the plush pillow, body being run for all its worth and feeling the twitches throughout your frame in an unfamiliar pattern—you’re at your limit. and he’s still not through.
“just gotta make sure i get all of it, you know this, ma,” his nose is dragging along the column of your throat, his balls slapping wetly against your ass as he ensures every inch of his cock is snug inside your overstimulated pussy. your eyes shut and the tears begin to fall, your heels digging into the dip of his spine to pull him even deeper, body conflicting itself and somehow still begging for more.
“there she is, that’s—shit—that’s my good girl,” he praises once he feels you pulling him in even closer, head pulling back to look you in the eyes before flattening his tongue against your jaw, licking all the way up your cheek and savoring the salty taste of your tears.
“taste so sweet when you’re cryin’ for it. this poor little pussy can’t get enough even with all your whinin’,” his words are punctuated with a rumbly chuckle before he begins lapping at the opposite side of your face. his wet tongue moves slowly across your skin, the humiliation causing soft sobs to fall from your swollen lips but his hips never stop moving. his leaky tip rams against your cervix with each thrust while he presses a wet kiss to the corner of your eye. “so pretty when you cry, just makes me wanna fuck a baby into ‘ya.”
nasty!toji who can’t help himself from eating his own cum out of your pussy. he’d long since lost count of how many times he felt your cunt flutter around him, coming over and over from his insatiable desire to fuck you for all he’s worth. he didn’t give you time to recover after an orgasm, and if you’re honest, you can’t be sure you can tell the difference between one ending and the next one washing over your overstimulated body.
toji had inhumane stamina and sex happened to be one of the places it showcases the best. he can go for hours, never getting bored of your broken moans ringing through his ears or that frothy ring of your cum that coats the base of his dick. but when he does finally come, it doesn’t mean he’s anywhere close to being done with you.
nasty!toji fills you with so much of his cum that it can’t possibly all fit inside of your poor, abused pussy. it spills out even with him still driving his hips forward to push it deeper, making a mess of your thighs and his heavy balls as it overflows. toji simply doesn’t care and groans out in a raspy tone as he feels his orgasm last longer than normal, his cock somehow still filling you with more of his hot, sticky load.
when he eventually pulls out, he’s immediately dropping to his stomach and pushing the backs of your thighs towards your chest. you’ve never looked so messy before, he’s sure of it, as he licks up the thick stream of white pouring out of your sloppy folds. his eyes shut as he revels in the taste of your combined cum, bumping your clit with his nose while his tongue laps at your quivering entrance as he cleans up the mess he made of you.
thinking about... d1 athlete!toji who can't believe he has such a beautiful and intelligent girlfriend.
toji worships the ground you walk on. you're so fucking perfect, from the way you support his career to the way you stay up late waiting for him to return from away games. you've met him at the airport many times, all bright eyed and holding flowers for him. people have posted about the two of you so many times, saying just how well you treat each other. you’re the epitome of couple goals even if you do spend a decent amount of time explaining to your boyfriend that you’re here for him. always.
toji refuses to let you go. he's heard the horror stories of wag's being impatient with their partners or cheating on them because of feelings of neglect. you're the most patient person he's ever met, and he's the most impatient person you've ever met. you're patient because you grew up that way, toji's impatient because he's never had enough time. so, you allow him to be. toji knows how incredibly lucky he is because not only are you beautiful, patient, and possibly the best thing to happen to him, but you're damn near a genius. you made the president's list last year and are aiming to continue your streak this year.
toji's reminded how lucky he is when he makes eye contact with you after scoring. when he's running to the sideline to press a kiss to your lips, green eyes alight with mischief and adrenaline from running down the field. he's also reminded when he comes back from a rough game with grit teeth and unshed tears of anger in his eyes. toji's never believed in showing his emotions so openly, but when you press a kiss to his cheek and relay every single thing he did right to to him it's hard not to cry.
you're perfect. and he doesn't mean this because you're his girlfriend, his first real one since he was an asshole in high school.
if it makes toji feel better, you think he’s also perfect. you struggled with relationships in high school because you felt like you weren’t seen beyond your intelligence. everyone wanted to be seen with you for the purpose of having a popular girlfriend, never for your personality or your heart. you were sweet in high school, don’t get me wrong. but you were a party favor to them, a trophy of sorts. toji's the first to make you feel seen and valued.
it was so surprising when you met toji in your intro to psych lecture. he sat beside you, all big and muscly barely fitting in the desk. he didn’t speak much at first, but as the assignments grew harder he needed help to pass and continue playing. so, he made friends with you. toji wouldn’t lie, he originally started talking to you because he thought you were hot. he knew you wouldn’t fuck him immediately and he wasn’t in the mood to play the long game. so for the first time in his life he tried to make an actual friend. it was a random decision to him, but this ended up meaning so much more to you.
you had no idea who toji was. as far as you knew, he was a random gym rat that was majoring in something like kinesiology (ouch) to get by and become a coach. while his major was kinesiology, toji and everyone around him knew he was going to the league after graduation. this wouldn’t matter in the long run. he’s here to play ball, but if he learns then he learns. and somehow, after knowing you for a year, toji finds himself wanting to learn.
you've made him smarter while he shows you that you're loved. your heart feels so full when you leave class to see toji lingering outside of the door. your heart warms when he abandons his teammates to catch up to you with a little smile on his lips. he always presses a kiss to your temple, asking how your lecture went or how your day was. toji makes time for you no matter what he has going on, and that's why you feel so valued by him. he's so busy as a football player. he has to deal with the media, practice, games, and even maintaining the image for your school. but still, at the end of the day, he returns to your apartment to keep you company while you study.
at the end of the day, he'll always be relived knowing he's coming home to you. he'll watch you with all of your books sprawled on the floor, glasses on and hair barely pulled back. he'll always come home because you are home. you've changed his life in just a year, and he wouldn't have it any other way. to everyone on campus toji's some sort of myth. the demon on their football team that racks up insane stats.
but to you, he's just your lover.
❥ tied him down to my queen bed!
“fuuuck, baby—”
never in toji fushiguro’s thirty-eight years of living has he let himself get tied up. not during jobs, always too quick and nimble to even let them get close, nor when he was sleeping around. he was always on top, always the one tying them down and fucking them silly.
yet here he is, thick wrists and ankles bound to the posts of your bedframe, legs spread just for you. he can’t help it, not when you’re bouncing on his dick like a see-saw, a repetitive up and down that has those lightning veins dragging through your gooey insides.
“mmmgh, s-shit,” he moans, and it teeters off into a breathy chuckle, practically drowning in feigned confidence. even now, toji still wants to save face with that wobbly smirk on his face, though you definitely know better.
god, he feels like a teenager again, balls heavy and aching cock sensitive to every slight flutter and suctioning clamp of your sweet pussy. it’s like you’ve cast a spell on him, made him weak to your soft touches, the gentle bat of your long lashes, the feeling of your reverent lips peppering his face in endless kisses whenever he returns from a job.
that’s precisely how he ended up like this, tied down to your bed with just a small pout of your glossy lips and a few low, choice words whispered into his ear that’d had his pants instantly growing tight.
it hasn’t even been ten minutes, and toji’s ready to cum. you see it in the way his eyes keep fluttering like he’s having to fight the urge to let them roll back, how his hips don’t stop bucking up into you, shoving his dick in deep enough to create that perfect, cylindrical bulge in your tummy that has him drooling with endless moans and barely bitten off whimpers.
“c’mon, doll, un... mmf— untie me.” his hands flex, testing the barely sufficient restraints. “lemme f-fuck you right. that’s what ya want, y-yeah? jus’ untie me, baby, hah—”
you shake your head, hands on his chest as you up your pace, a familiar pressure building low in your spine. “you p-promised, toji.”
he did promise, he knows that, and he hates breaking them, but with the way you’re now swiveling your hips in torturous figure-eights, snug cunt milking him for all he’s worth, he is genuinely not gonna last.
“baby, pleaseee? you feel s-so fucking good, toji, god—” your voice is as sweet as ever, making the thick walls around toji’s mind melt into goopy, lovesick puddles and his balls draw up tight.
he doesn’t mean to cum before you, honest, but when you’re talking to him like that and riding him so good, he can’t help but pump thick, hot ropes of cum right into your womb, jaw slack for a long, whiny groan.
you don’t even get the chance to process the tears in his eyes before the ropes snap, two big hands coming down on your waist and flipping you right onto your back.
“toji, hnngh, wait—!”
your boyfriend just gives a rough shake of his head, the ropes sliding free from his wrists and ankles as he hikes your legs around his waist. his dark fringe falls in front of his face, and, for a foolish moment, you think he’s going to listen.
but toji has never been good at being submissive for long, even with you.
with a rough snap of his hips, he slams home, pushing that previous load of cum even deeper. “n-nah. ‘s my turn now.”
❝ 𝑰 𝑮𝑶𝑻 𝑨 𝑺𝑾𝑬𝑬𝑻 𝑻𝑨𝑺𝑻𝑬 𝑭𝑶𝑹 𝑴𝑬𝑵 𝑾𝑯𝑶 𝑨𝑹𝑬 𝑶𝑳𝑫𝑬𝑹... ❞ . . . 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎 x reader
headcanons. warnings ; age gap・ smut | mdni
older bf!toji, who’s got a decade on you at least, and he never lets you forget it. calls you kid when you whine, mocks the way you pout up at him, makes a point of reminding you exactly who’s in charge when he’s got you pinned down, one big hand wrapped loosely around your throat, the other pressed against your abdomen. this what you wanted, sweetheart? knew you couldn’t handle it.
older bf!toji, who rarely (if ever) treats you delicately during sex, even when he should—it’s just not he operates. ‘s not my fault you wanted an old man, sweetheart.’ grinning wolfishly while having you in a mean mating press.
older bf!toji, who never takes you seriously when you get all huffy with him, arms crossed, lip jutted out. he smirks, drags a calloused hand up your thigh, and mutters, yeah? what’re you gonna do about it, princess? he knows you’ve got no bite behind your bark.
older bf!toji, who thinks it’s kind of cute when you get all bratty, sulking and kicking at his shins when he ignores you. lets you get away with it before he’s got a fistful of your skirt and administered a swift smack to your asscheek. ‘this what you wanted?’ voice amused, rough, the scar on his lip pulling with the curve of his smirk. ‘jesus. you’re so needy.’
older bf!toji, who makes you work for his attention. spreads his legs on the couch and pats his thigh when you come sniffing around, expecting him to just pull you into his lap. c’mon, baby. you want it? take it. and when you do—when you straddle his thick thighs and try to guide his hands to your waist—he just gives you that smug-ass smirk, resting them behind his head. that’s it. show me how bad you want it.
older bf!toji, who just loved toying with you, dragging the thick head of his cock against your slick folds, watching the way you tremble but not pushing im. ‘nah, baby, c’mon. say it proper.’ won’t give you what you want until you ask for it right—no whining, no stuttering, no shame. makes you repeat it back to him just to prove you mean it.
older bf!toji, who lets you think you’re in control just long enough to get comfortable before pressing his palm flat against your lower back and forcing you down onto his cock. ‘nuh-uh, baby, c’mon. you wanted it.’ won’t let you shy away, won’t let you run from it. ‘so fuckin’ greedy—’ fingers tightening at your hips, a devilish smirk on his face. ‘c’mon, lemme see you take it proper.’
older bf!toji, who ruins you when he finally gives in, stretching you open on his cock like it’s the only thing you were made for. his palm presses onto your lower abdomen, feeling the obscene bulge of himself inside you, and he groans, pupils dilating at the sight of you gasping beneath him. hurts? he murmurs thickly. nah, baby, you can take it. already halfway there. and when you clutch at him, whining, he just smiles, tilting his head. s’nothin’ to cry about. ‘m bein’ real nice right now.
older bf!toji, who fucks you so deep that you swear you can feel him in your belly. ‘look at that. so fuckin’ small, and you’re takin’ it anyway.’ when you whimper, he groans, fingers curling under your jaw to tilt your head up to look you in the eye. ‘fuckin’ hell. you gonna cry about it?’ he wants you to—wants you fucked out and dumb.
older bf!toji, who doesn’t stop until you’re spent, boneless in his arms, too fucked-out to even think. knew you could take it, he hums, stroking his palms down your sides. always take me so good.
"toji, you're gross." ☆
your oaf of a lover, toji fushiguro, lays with his weight all-but crushing you into the couch. what was meant to be a relaxed movie night has somehow ended up with your panties pulled to the side, toji's cock reaching inhuman depths inside of you, and your face wet with his spit.
he won't stop fucking licking you.
"hell you mean 'gross?'" toji squishes your cheeks together, forcing your lips to stick out like you wanna kiss him. "you're the one with my cum all on these pretty lips."
okay, so what if you let him cum in your mouth before sticking his dick in you. and so what if you practically made out with the head of his cock after said blowjob? he was a mess and you're oddly addicted to the taste of his release. it's all that good food you've been bulking him up on. that good food is also why he's so fucking heavy on top of you, and why he's got that extra bit of meat on his bones for you to grab onto while he leans down and licks your lips clean. you ignore the way your pussy tightens around him at the act.
"oh god you're like a dog," you try to turn your head, which turns out to be a mistake when toji licks a stripe up your cheek instead. "down boy. git' off."
"mmm, careful," toji nips at your earlobe. "this dog bites."
you roll your eyes, "this dog begs," you correct him. "and drools."
"you wanna put a collar on me or somethin'?" toji laughs when you clench down around him again. "now shut up and let me taste you."
he catches your lips in this awful sloppy kiss that you're ashamed of enjoying. his tongue rolling over your lips and tracing the row of teeth behind, just to push onwards and try to map every crevice of your mouth in the name of explorative innovation. his hips roll forward into you and, not for the first time since your movie started, toji brings you to a leg-shaking orgasm.
he stills his cock inside of you as he follows you through and cums as well, deep inside of you where he insists it belong, before giving you only a second to catch your breath before meeting your gaze in something that makes you pull a face.
"ew, toji, don't you dare—"
"i'm gonna lick you clean," toji grins, pressing his first gentle kiss of the night to the corner of your lips, before pulling out and trailing his tongue down your neck, chest, stomach... "like a good boy."
"i'm gonna start telling your friends you call yourself a good boy in bed."
toji nips at your thigh, and then delves his practiced tongue between your legs to lick you clean of himself.
"go ahead," he says, mewling like a fucking cat at the taste of your releases mixed together. "no one will believe you anyway."
. ۫ ꣑ৎ . 𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐅 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈
wc: 431. not proofread
older bf!toji who just loves carrying you in his arms whenever he can. mostly just to show you how mush bigger and stronger he his compared to you. "i like lookin' down at you, but this view just seems better", he says pulling your lips into a kiss while a stupid grin etched on his face.
older bf!toji who never lets you walk near the road and he makes sure of it. sometimes he pulls you to the other side or other time he discretely walks behind you and shifts to the other side. if you give him a confused look, he just pinches your nose and says, "don't worry about it"
older bf!toji who loves to play games with you, especially ones where you have to compete. be it mobile games, video games, board games, card games you name it. he just loves seeing your competitive side, the way you smirk and curse at him, it just does something to him. "that's my baby", he whispers to himself when you win the nth round against him.
older bf!toji who finds joy in tickling you when you least expect it. smiling widely when he hears your shriek followed by your giggles and gasps for air as you try to fight him off of you. swinging your fists weakly at him and failed kick attempts, only stopping when he starts seeing tears.
older bf!toji who let's you shave his beard, of course if you ask politely. you're sat on the counter, the razor sliding down his face along with the shaving cream, turning it with every corner as his hands are placed on your hips, eyes never leaving your focused ones. and once you're done, he washes it off and looks at himself in the mirror before placing a sweet kiss on your cheek. "thank you, mama"
older bf!toji who carries all the shopping bags everytime you go shopping. he will never...ever let you carry any bags. its doesn't matter whether there is only one item, or if it looks like he's having serious constipation. "it's alright princess. you're big strong boyfriend can handle it"
older bf!toji who drives you wherever you need to be at when he's available. why should you drive yourself when you smoking hot presonal chauffer is right here for you.
older bf!toji who loves squishing your cheeks together and mocking you while you try to speak. "what's that baby? i can't understand you. maybe a kiss will help...hmmm?", he asks and leans down stealing a kiss, long and breatheless.
. ۫ ꣑ৎ . 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 © 𝐅𝐋𝐕𝐕𝐅𝐅𝐘