Ok But Hear Me Put…..toji Edging The Shit Out Of U

random, slightly specific jjk dating headcanons part 2

(cause i have a lot of them)

warnings: gojo being gojo, slight nsfw, mostly gender neutral, manga spoiler(s) tagged below

first one did great! thanks guys! and since i'm an attention whore, i offer you part 2. here's part 1 and my growing masterlist

gojo

loves it when you wear his clothes, so he purposefully buys clothes the colors you like

calls you the cheesiest pet names

definitely a "bros before hoes" kinda guy. will open geto's calls even mid sex

okay they will DEFINETELY yell "heeell yeaaaa" at each other if he picks up mid sex

not even a hello

dumbasses (affectionate)

doesn't find expensive dinner dates exciting, he would rather take you to a smaller, comfier place

will talk about movies for HOURS

he will spoil the film while watching it

like... when you're watching films together at home, he will stare at your face to see your reaction

you turn around and see this: (⊙‿⊙)

won't shut up during the film either

prints out your nudes

loves bunny costumes

will call you bunny too

loves showing you off. he wants to make other people jealous

is actually really insecure. he won't know what to do when you compliment him

loves it when you belittle him (teasingly). sometimes, it is good to know he doesn't have to be the strongest

will make you kill the spider

bites you

furrows his brows while sleeping

geto

steals your scrunchies

smells like crayons

hates fitness. would rather do yoga or meditation, but he likes being the ripped GOD that he is

will gladly accept your request to do make up on him

mf will look better than you too

all of his books are color coordinated

hates poetry (kinnie moment ig)

has super light hands. you won't even feel him unhooking your bra/taking off your belt

his hand is always on your thigh while driving

has nipple piercings

he and gojo has matching nip piercings ALSKASKXASKDMAS bestie you're the third wheel here

"you should get the same one too!"

"this isn't a fucking friendship bracelet suguru"

won't admit it, but he would have a heart attack if you were to wear a maid costume

has sweet pet names, his favorites are "doll, darling"

sometimes while sleeping, he makes small noises in between breaths

first one to say "i love you"

he said it so casually cause he believes that saying i love you isn't important, showing you love someone is more important

and you know damn well he loves you

nanami

grab him by his belt

never misses an important date

would ask gojo to look after you when he has to be away for some time

if you're at a coctail party, let's say for business purposes, and nanami leaves you alone for a moment, he will lightly grab you by your waist behind your back and softly apologize on your ear once he returns

takes pictures of stray cats and sends them to you

he gets bored of social interactions easily, so it's common for him to just watch you lovingly you while you're speaking/listening

mostly vanilla, except for when he's not

doesn't like having sex, he wants to make loOoOove

after working overtime, when you greet him with a hot bath, he will ask you to join him

you don't need to speak all the time. silence with him is comfortable

will immediately notice if you're upset. won't ask you what's wrong right away, he will hug you and comfort you first

acts like he doesn't like nudes but he does, he really does

warned you about gojo a hundred times on the ride to your first time meeting him

"if you ever feel uncomfortable just tell me"

"i'm sure i'll be fine, nanami"

"...gojo is a dumbass, y'know?"

isn't jealous, he fully trusts you

doesn't sweat at all??? like how is that even possible??

grunts in his sleep it's kinda hot ngl

(manga spoiler) usually doesn't really like talking about haibara with others, but he likes talking about him with you. he feels comforted and safe with you, something he doesn't feel often

toji

buys the most unnecessary shit from his grocery trip

you probably have 5 untouched bottles of dish soaps cause hE ThOugHt yOu weRe RunNinG OuT

likes to be the small spoon sometimes

grabs you by your hip while walking

doesn't know how to cook for his life

before you two moved in, he only survived through noodles, cereal and beer

he gets excited every time you offer too cook, even though it has become a routine for you

won't help with the chores and then nag about you not doing something well enough for his liking

which results in you smacking him down and yelling

he helps with the chores now

will hop into the shower with you unannounced

will surprise you with small things that excite you, like a bar of chocolate or a mug

always puts the curtains in the wrong row

this is getting too domesticated let's get spicier

flirts with other women cause he doesn't think it means something. it's just so casual for him that he can't understand why you would get mad over it. he chose you after all

can't remember names

likes clothes that accentuate your features, but not in the super tight way

like dresses that hug your breasts and waist but has a puffier skirt, jeans that are skinny on the top and flared on the bottom etc etc

ass guy

snores a lot too, will deny that he does tho

once you show him that he DOES snore through a video, he responds with "real men snore"

fuck you toji

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a series of images that all have absolutely nothing in common and are definitely just random screenshots

make a mess (fem!reader)

“Cmon pretty girl, don’t get shy now” you hear his taunting whispers in your ears as he continued to increase the pace of his fingers that was pleasing the walls of your insides. You were trying to keep a hand on your mouth to prevent the loudness of your moans but while one hand was busy pleasing and adoring the squeezing from your cunt, the other was occupied with keeping your hands above your head.

“S-Someone is going to see us” you whimpered a bit loudly, flushing immediately. You watched him smirk as he entered another digit and this time your mewl was louder than before as he started kissing at your neck. Your thighs closing in on his hand as you were trembling.

“If thats so, why are you so soaked?” He teased and you didn’t bother to deny it. Something about someone witnessing your boyfriend giving you the fingering of his life turned you on. You just wanted to take his cock right here and now. But lust wasn’t fogging up your mind too much.

You began to not care if someone heard as you just so badly wanted to reach your climax. Begging and whimpering for him to go faster and help you finish. “O-Oh fuck! Please, a little faster” you moaned, wanting to tug on his hair but his hand holding yours together wasn’t budging.

“Of course Princess” he whispered after leaving another hickey on your neck. And he did increase his pace, feeling his fingers be squeezed tightly by the walls of your cunt.

“I’m going to come, fuck! I’m going to come” you moaned looking at him in the eyes before he pressed a short kiss onto your lips.

“Come for me dear, make a mess.”

And you did exactly as you were told.

— eren, levi, neuvillette, diluc, kaeya, toji, nanami, gojo, dan heng, blade, welt yang, leon kennedy

jackson: when you're scared, you need someone that's stoic and calm and stuff

aleksa: yeah. (looks at alex)

Sticky Paws

Day Twenty-Three: Free Use | 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

Toji Fushiguro x f!reader Genre: Smut Notes: Toji I've missed you 🥵 Warnings: 18+, dubcon, noncon, spanking, pussy slapping, oral (female receiving), fingering, daddy kink, dacryphilia, masturbation. Words: 1.7k

The all too familiar sound of your step-son trudging up the driveway followed by your husband slamming the door vibrated your skin enough to form goosebumps. What is it this time? They’re always bickering over something or other. Although by the daggers you just barely catch in your husbands eye out of the window, it seems a little more intense today. Megumi seems to be getting worse and worse as the days go by. Defying orders, getting in trouble at school, challenging you and his father at every turn. It doesn’t bother you, he’s a teenager. What did you expect? But that’s something Toji just can’t seem to comprehend.

With Megumi out of the kitchen and already storming up the stairs, you know what’s to follow soon after.

Bang. His door.

And with that, you can already feel Toji’s eyes burning holes in the back of your head. You just want to get the dishes finished so you can relax for the rest of the evening. Must he do this every single time he fights with his son? Yes. He needs to. It’s the only way to relieve his stress. And this is what you agreed to when he met you.

Free use.

Your pussy is his do to with as he sees fit, whenever he wants.

Your breath hitches as your panties are brought down to your ankles in one fell swoop. He’s addicted to your cunt, it takes him no time at all to gain access to your wet, weeping walls. Your left leg steps out of the white, lace garment. But that’s just as patient as he can bear to be. He forces your right leg up, knee crashing with the countertop with your underwear hanging lewdly around your ankle.

Your breasts are practically in the water-filled sink while the side of your face rests on the window. He snarls as a brutish palm collides with your body. Your ass and your sensitive sex. You’re not nearly wet enough for him, he tells you. There’s only one thing he can do about that. He drops down to the balls of his feet so he can get closer to your heat. Two fingers circle brutally into your tremoring bud, the overwhelming intensity is too much to enjoy just yet. You’re practically singing Toji’s name when he dips his tongue into your fluttering hole.

He knows you love his tongue the most.

He knows you love the feeling of being spread open too. But one hand is busy, won’t you take some fucking initiative for him? Apparently you’re too fucked out from the feeling of his tongue and large fingers being attentive with your heat. His free hand spanks your rear, he pulls away momentarily to speak.

“Spread.”

And you do. Your hand instantly slithers to the fat of your ass cheek to open yourself up more for him. His unused hand grips into the soft flesh of your left cheek, perfect teamwork to open yourself up for him.

He knows you love it. He’s your husband, after all. He knows your body better than you know it yourself, at this point. Your cunt gushes slick all over his tongue from the feeling of being opened up for him.

You were unsure about your little arrangement at first. Being unable to object to sex if he wants it was a little scary to say the least. But he put his money where his mouth was. ‘Let me show you a good time,’ he smirked, ‘you’ll want me to fuck you any chance I get afterwards.’ And you did. Even now, sex wasn’t on your mind, but now that his tongue is fucking your insides you couldn’t be happier.

Thank you, Megumi.

Your moaning is boisterous as your husband works your sloppy cunt. But he hasn’t gotten you all worked up so that you feel good. This is for him, remember? He is the one who has a petulant brat for a son. He is the one who needs to put up with his attitude and name-calling day in day out. So you’re going to take his fat cock, and you’re going to make him feel all better. It doesn’t matter how long it takes. Right? This is what you’re made for. This is why he put a ring on your finger. So, you better take it, if you know what’s good for you.

He knows he’s big. He knows he should have fingered you before he began to prod his tip at your quivering hole. But he just can’t wait dammit. Don’t you understand? No… That isn’t fair. It’s very clear that you do understand. That’s why he can see a few tears roll down your face in the reflection of the window. That’s why you’re doing your best to silently sob and not ruin this for him. You’re trying so hard, aren’t you? Sweet, real sweet. A good wife. A perfect slippery hole for him. Try harder.

The hiss and crying whimper that erupts from your lungs has his head rolling back in ecstasy. His cock is already dribbling inside of you, and it’s just the tip. He’s going to go further, and further, and further until…

“Daddy!” you cry. He laughs, and hushes you.

“Yeah, daddy’s got a real big cock, don’t he?” he coos, admiring the way your pretty pussy eagerly sucks in his gargantuan length. What a good girl you are. No wonder he put a ring on it.

He’s got a few rounds in him, he knows for a fact. You know it too. He never cums just once, he never has in your entire marriage. You’re prepared to not be able to walk tomorrow. It’s lucky, really, that he refuses to let you get a job of your own. What do you need a silly thing like that for, anyway? He makes enough money for you to live comfortably. He always says: ‘you’ve already got two important jobs. Blowjobs and handjobs.’ It is funny. He has a humorous side to him when he wants, but it is a little unfulfilling to be home each and everyday with no ambitions of your own.

But right now, you’re very fulfilled. Filled with your daddy’s monster cock. He’s always so rough with you. His fingers curl into your hair and use you for leverage as he fucks into your velvety walls.

“Takin’ this cock so well f’me, darlin’.” he praises. It isn’t enough to stop the freefalling tears dripping from your eyes. It feels good. Incredible, really. It’s just so much. So big! Too much! He pulls your form closer to his, your legs close as you pull them together and he didn’t think you could possibly feel any tighter. But you do, fuck. Tightest cunt he’s ever felt.

His tightening balls slap against your taint, the pornographic sound of skin slapping skin fills the entire room. The entire house. You hope Megumi has those noise cancelling earphones on like he normally does. You’re sure you can feel him in your throat, your mouth. The assault on your pussy is endless, not that you’d want it to end. You feel so whole, so full. As you should. You married Toji, you want your insides to be a perfect mould for his perfect length.

One of his large hands slithers to your breast, while the other settles happily on your clit once again. Your sweet little face is evidently overwhelmed by each individual sensation Toji is inflicting upon you. He’ll never grant you a moments rest to catch your breath. Cream him. Y’hear? Cream daddy’s cock.

“Wanna see you full with my kid, y’hear me baby? Gonna fuck you full one of these days.” he tells you. It’s bullshit, of course. He barely likes the one he’s saddled with, let alone a tiny one who needs constant attention. Although, that’s probably what he thinks you’re for. But you don’t mind Toji depositing his load inside of you, he always does. You’re protected. It’s almost risk free. You want his warmth. It’s your reward for being such an obedient little hole for him.

Your moans are broken and you’re squirming in every direction possible. He doesn’t stop fucking into you. The ferocity of your orgasm literally has you screaming through it all. Toji doesn’t care, he hopes his little brat is cringing upstairs in his room over this. You don’t care either, you can’t. You literally can’t stop yourself. Your husbands big arms are holding you close, skin tight in fact, as he continues drilling into you. Manly moans and huffs fill your ear and rush straight to your core. You didn’t think you could be any wetter, honestly, but you can feel how silky and wet Toji feels in your gummy insides.

And it’s just made worse when Toji finally cums right after you. Creamy white cum filling you up like a donut. He pulled out instantly. You couldn’t tell if you were hot or cold. The temperature of his seed dribbling down your inner thighs simply wasn’t registering in your mind. Was it warming or cooling you? Sperm is warm. Your insides feel warm, anyway. You shiver when Toji feels down your inner thighs. He briskly teases your clit before pulling away. His thick, white essence coating and webbing on his fingers.

“Look at that, baby.” he tells you. And you giggle as you stare, admiring it. It’s so opaque and thick, it almost looks like yoghurt. It’d get you knocked up in an instant if it could, you imagine. You keen and moan your way into a kiss with your husband as he fingers you again and forces his cum back into you. He pulls away from your mouth, biting your lip as he does. “Good fucking girl.”

Megumi hadn’t been listening to his music with those overpriced, noise-cancelling headphones your husband paid a fortune for. He never does when he riles his father up. Because he knows how his father likes to calm down when Megumi pisses him off to new heights. He takes it out on you.

Megumi pretends to slam the door when he approaches his room, but in actuality, he sits atop the staircase with his hands down his underwear. He’s been acting up more lately. Porn simply isn’t cutting it anymore. He likes to hear the moans of his step-mother as his father ruins her pretty, tight cunt. He hasn’t seen it, but he knows. You cry about it enough, after all. Daddy’s too big for you, right? Sick bitch. He’s not your daddy, you’re just a kinky slut. He doesn’t mind that, though.

It’s perfect material to jerk off to.

© 2021 fuwushiguro

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i love these three holy moly

“look look look”

hungry

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i’ve got toji brain rot and some time to myself, so here’s toji teaching his virgin gf how to ride

“there you go,” his voice is soft and velvety. you can tell he’s trying his hardest to go slowly and be gentle, but he’s on the verge of breaking. you can feel it, too. his cock is throbbing - fucking throbbing inside you while you bury your face in the sweaty crook of his thick neck.

he doesn’t stop holding your waist for a second. he doesn’t stop guiding your hips, making sure you know exactly how to fuck his cock. you’re leisurely moving your hips now, too nervous to perfectly replicate what he’s been showing you for the past hour.

you keep trying though.

“show me what i showed you, baby. go ahead,” his eyes are slanted, weighed down from the way he’s feeling. you close your eyes, gyrating your hips. your pussy is clenching and unclenching on his cock, walls dragging against the man inside you.

toji sucks in his bottom lip, completely beginning to lose his composure. in a swift movement, his hands are tighter on your waist and his hips move up inside of you until his cock is hitting against the hilt of your wet pussy.

you cry out, toes clenching while you took whatever he was giving you now, nails scratching against his bare back.

“toji, please…” it seems like now your fear has completely vanished. you suck large bruisers onto his already reddened neck while he plunged into you, the sound of his balls smacking against your pussy filling the silence. you’re unable to speak now, but it’s not like you need to. the girth of his cock filling you up and stretching your hole out leaves you speechless.

“fu-uck, that’s a good girl,” he’s out of breath, hips stuttering inside of you while he loses control, forgetting the reason he’d even put you on top in the first place. he was supposed to be helping you help him. “my pretty girl, fucking my cock so good. so, so, so fucking good.”

you can feel him fuck into you a few more times before you’re clamping on him again, pussy gushing in a way you’ve never felt before. to say you felt good was an understatement.

as your vision starts to go black and white, you’re left with the feeling of a hot, thick liquid filling your pussy before toji completely pulls out.

you knew this was far from over, though.

weak to you. // toji fushiguro.

+ drabble. short ‘n sweet.

+ wc. 800+

+ synopsis. you’re toji’s newest fixation. alt; he’s pussy whipped, you’re cockdrunk, it’s a match made in hell.

+ cw. fem reader. daddy kink. condescending praise. toji is very smug and full of himself as usual. size kink. dacryphillia. overstimulation. mindbreak (but only a little). creampie.

+ a/n. woke up and chose to be a whore. as always, 18+, minors do not interact. (also yes this is titled after the dexta daps song)

toji thinks he’s found his new obsession when he sinks into you for the third time that day, fourth time that week. he’s absolutely sure of it.

his thoughts only reinforce when he sees your reaction. the way your eyes cross and your back arches up, tits circling and pretty nipples becoming pert to the cold air. he looks down and sees the way your soft tummy tenses up, the way your pussy opens and splits itself to take in his thick veiny cock. you’re addicting, he thinks, watching the way you suck him in and soak him and all he’s doing is just sliding in. his large hands brace themselves on the soft of your hips, thumbs pressing into the front of your waist, and an open mouth smirk rests wickedly on his face as he slowly trails up your body to meet your glossy eyes and twitching lips once more.

you’re already about to cry and he hasn’t even fucked you yet.

he doesn’t try to hide back his amusement, pawing up to you like wildcats to lambs. he licks up the side of your neck, flattening his tongue over the muscle, flicking it over the lobe of your ear and pressing a soft kiss accompanied by a dark chuckle to that soft spot right in the nook of your ear. his breath tickles over the sensitive hairs, causing you to twitch away and clench over him— oh shit, he’s gonna need you to do that again.

“‘s the matter, baby girl?” he coos and it’s mocking. “crying already? i’m barely halfway inside you.”

his dark eyes fall greedily to your reaction. he loves this, being so faux concerned and teasing with his tone. he loves it, because you never failed to give him just what he wanted. those doe eyes rounded off, pupils dilating as your eyebrows drooped, chest rising just a tad- just as it always did before you whined out to him.

“it’s- it’s—“ you can’t finish your sentence and he has no intention of you doing it. he pushes in another inch, humming at the way you stretch around him, messy pussy popping in glee as it desperately tried to accompany his cock. you gasp, and he presses a kiss to your cheek.

“too big?” he all but grins, sparing you that at least. his mercy is short lived, a deep chuckle erupting in the base of his throat. “i know.”

he pushes in more, licking his lips. your thighs start to quake and tremble as he forced the fattest section of his dick into you, barely sparing you any warning. agreeing to fuck him was warning enough. you whine and blink, and the glossiness gets watery, tears pooling at your waterline. you couldn’t get any cuter if you tried.

“too much for you?” he asks again. it’s rhetorical. you can’t answer and he doesn’t prompt you to, he could care less when he knew the truth. he was too much for you, overwhelming your senses until you broke and fell apart almost immediately whenever he looked at you. you shook like autumn leaves in his presence and yielded beneath him like dough. he chuckles again, leaning into your sensitive ear once more.

“i know.”

he pauses, and the anticipation builds up in you both.

“but you’re gonna take me anyway.”

he has to suppress a loud moan when he bottoms out, either from the way you wrapped around him, reacted to him or both. the tears in your crossed eyes break their retention and come running down the sides of your face, mouth opening and closing as you try to adjust to his sheer size. it’s pointless, he thinks, because he never gave you a chance to anyway.

“isn’t that right, princess?”

he could never get enough of how you clamped down around him whenever he said something you liked.

“yes, daddy.”

“atta girl.”

he pushes up onto his knees and grabs onto one of your legs, pressing a soft kiss to the ankle while holding the other one down by the thigh to keep you spread and split for him. his eyes travel down and he curses. every part of you was fucking pretty, but goddamn your pussy was something else. your clit was a pretty shade of rosy pink, engorged and yearning for the smallest touch— a graze from his thumb already had you creaming shamelessly around him. your lips stretched to their limit around the brunt of his cock and he hisses, pulling his hips back slowly, watching the way the silvery streaks of slick and cream coated over his cock thickly. he pulls and pulls until the head is just barely in your walls, and then—

“daddy!”

he drills himself back in all at once.

he can’t get enough of this, toji thinks. you’re too much. the way you cry out and babble, slutty little mouth drooling all over itself as you praise and praise him so shamelessly. it’s incredible, he thinks, after you spray all over him for the nth time that day and still cry for more, for him, for all of him. he thinks you’re insatiable when you pull your own legs to your chest, wrapping your hands around the back of your knees and begging him to go deeper, you wanna feel him deeper. he builds up a sweat with you, dripping down the bridge of his nose and onto your already stuck out tongue. you don’t even budge.

“cockhungry little thing aren’t you?” he beams after pulling you to the edge of the bed, propping one foot up on it and bracing the rest of his weight on the floor. “fucked you raw today and you still want more?”

and you insisted. chanted that you needed more, that he had to fill you up, that you needed to feel him dripping out of you one more time. toji wonders if he’s created another monster when you giggle and squeal, playing and pinching your own tits as he sinks into you again and again and again, or if you’d always been like this and no one ever fucked you proper to find out. he’s broken you and he knows it from the way you look at him with your pupils blown drug-like wide, nothing behind your eyes except the desperate need for his cum. he knows when you whimper out and whine for him, locking your ankles around his lower back and pressing him in until his cock nestles and kisses against your cervix and you keep him there. he knows after he pumps his thick seed into you and you thank him, crumbling into the bed while your spent cunt pulses and shivers in thanks as well.

yeah, toji concludes. he’s found his new obsession and he doesn’t plan on breaking away from you very soon.