30/She/her❤️Alternate Blog dedicated to my love for JJK and various other anime. ⚠️MDNI⚠️
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Tojisth3rdwife - TojiBebeMama - Tumblr Blog
Song Association
cw: what song reminds toji of you
Love Language
cw: none really. mentions of dick sucking and deceased wife. kinda fluffy. I think Toji is fluent in many love languages tbh
“DAMMIT MY PARLAY!!”
- TN Toji 😎
SOS
cw: crack
🔥⛓️Masterlist⛓️🔥
None of what I write is intended for minors/chirren so please dont be up in here where you have no bidness. Love you tho. We're just here to have fun anyway.
Fluff
The Fushiguro’s series
When he looks at you
Smut
Nasty
Drabbles/Crack
Store run - Toji
Luteal Phase - Toji
Wig - Toji
Chingaling - Toji
JJK men as Content Creators
SMAU
SOS- Toji
Love language-Toji
🍑or🍒- Toji
Song Association- Toji
Drunk In Love - Toji
Bonnet - Suguru
Gojo
TBA
Geto
TBA
Nanami
TBA
Choso
TBA
Ino
TBA
Sukuna
TBA
I appreciate those of you who write Toji as a semi emotionally intelligent older man, a less than perfect but very devoted dad and partner, that despite being rough around the edges, is just a man tryna do his best🫠
With a big ole dick. I enjoy all of that imagery as well. Much appreciated
🍑 or 🍒
Cw: suggestive,crack
No one has ever looked at you the way Toji does.
At first you didn’t notice it, too busy in your own head to be aware of the way he was watching you. Memorizing every detail of you. The way you moved. What parts of your face wrinkled when you smiled. The way you scrunch your nose when something was bothering you. The way you chewed on your bottom lip when you were anxious.
The way your eyes would light up when you looked at the moon or how the brown of your irises looked like gold when the sun shined through them.
Toji is just an observant man. Its a part of who he is , at least who he used to be. Tracking his targets and getting to know every part of their routine, their strengths and weaknesses. All to be used against them when the time was right.
Except with you, all he wanted to use his sharp attention to detail for was to make you as happy and feel as safe as you make him feel.
So when you do catch him staring, try not to hit him with one of these..
He just luh you girl……
No one has ever looked at you the way Toji does.
At first you didn’t notice it, too busy in your own head to be aware of the way he was watching you. Memorizing every detail of you. The way you moved. What parts of your face wrinkled when you smiled. The way you scrunch your nose when something was bothering you. The way you chewed on your bottom lip when you were anxious.
The way your eyes would light up when you looked at the moon or how the brown of your irises looked like gold when the sun shined through them.
Toji is just an observant man. Its a part of who he is , at least who he used to be. Tracking his targets and getting to know every part of their routine, their strengths and weaknesses. All to be used against them when the time was right.
Except with you, all he wanted to use his sharp attention to detail for was to make you as happy and feel as safe as you make him feel.
So when you do catch him staring, try not to hit him with one of these..
He just luh you girl……
🤩
(Dont tell Toji I was here)
Gojo in my style / Shibuya Incident / spookymonth 🎃
So has anyone else just adopted random lines from JJK as their everyday lingo or is it just me?
Cuz I yell out “ WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING IN SHIBUYA?!!!!” at every minor inconvenience in my daily life.
You: Toji....*entering the bedroom*
Toji: *snores*
You: Toji...babe..*smacks his butt under the blanket*
Toji: *snores louder*
You: TOJI!!
Toji : WHAT BABE FUCK...
You: shut up. Where is my satin wig cap? I need it for...
Toji:
...why is everyone looking at me? 🌚 HES A GOOD MAN SAVANNAH!!!!
How I sleep at night knowing that loving toxic and fucked up characters/ships does not reflect my real life morals in any way:
Toji: babe..
You: hmm?
Toji: so tonight..I want you to do that thing i like, yeah?
You: *sigh* sure Toji
Toji: hehe yeah....*rubs hands like birdman*
That night....
*cash app coin drop notification*
Dont yall just love when Toji has you all bent up with your legs hooked over his shoulders and his big gorilla hand tight around your throat and he’s just drilling you hard as hell. Lips at your jaw, sloppy kissing your skin and asking you questions like you can do anything other than drool and moan right now.
Saying shit like “youre ‘bout to cum arent you? I can feel it, baby” while slamming all 8 inches into you and hitting your gspot and cervix with every stroke.
You’ll manage to say his name in between fighting for your life and he’ll hum against your skin like “hmm? Whats up mama?” and proceed to fuck you harder. Then he’ll feel your walls squeezing him again and he’ll chuckle breathily, warming your skin before lifting his head to get a look at you. You knew for a fact you looked crazy with yiur hair all over your head, some of it sticking to your face from sweat, babbling and crying for more. But Toji loved it. He loved feeling like he was the only one who could fuck you dumb like this.
“Squeezing my dick like youre about to cum on it. Stop fucking playing and give it to me..” he’ll smirk with that sexy hooded gaze fixed on your fucked out expression. He’ll bite his bottom lip and squeeze your throat until your eyes start rolling back, fucking you so hard that tears are rolling down and into your ears.
“Yup. I feel it. Gimme that shit. Cum on my fucking dick right fucking now. C’mon.”
“Toj..” you’ll hiccup his name just before you gush all over his thickness that never stops pounding into you. He groans your name and crinkles his brow while watching your pussy flutter around him and soak his bedsheets. He’ll laugh again and tease you a little.
“Nasty girl..so fucking nasty..” he’ll groan before letting go of your throat and pressing his elbows into the mattress on either side of your head, caging you under his hulking form and peppering your lips with tender kisses. Praising you for taking him so well and making him feel so good. How fucking pretty you are when you cum and how much he loves your pussy.
Then his kisses become even softer, and he’ll use his tongue to wet your lips and suck yours into his mouth with a low growl. Then he’ll say some sweet shit. Asking if youre ok and if you feel better now, because he usually had to fuck your attitude out of you most days. Not that he minded.
Dont you just love that?
Just me? Aw ok 🌚
Dont yall just love when Toji has you all bent up with your legs hooked over his shoulders and his big gorilla hand tight around your throat and he’s just drilling you hard as hell. Lips at your jaw, sloppy kissing your skin and asking you questions like you can do anything other than drool and moan right now.
Saying shit like “youre ‘bout to cum arent you? I can feel it, baby” while slamming all 8 inches into you and hitting your gspot and cervix with every stroke.
You’ll manage to say his name in between fighting for your life and he’ll hum against your skin like “hmm? Whats up mama?” and proceed to fuck you harder. Then he’ll feel your walls squeezing him again and he’ll chuckle breathily, warming your skin before lifting his head to get a look at you. You knew for a fact you looked crazy with yiur hair all over your head, some of it sticking to your face from sweat, babbling and crying for more. But Toji loved it. He loved feeling like he was the only one who could fuck you dumb like this.
“Squeezing my dick like youre about to cum on it. Stop fucking playing and give it to me..” he’ll smirk with that sexy hooded gaze fixed on your fucked out expression. He’ll bite his bottom lip and squeeze your throat until your eyes start rolling back, fucking you so hard that tears are rolling down and into your ears.
“Yup. I feel it. Gimme that shit. Cum on my fucking dick right fucking now. C’mon.”
“Toj..” you’ll hiccup his name just before you gush all over his thickness that never stops pounding into you. He groans your name and crinkles his brow while watching your pussy flutter around him and soak his bedsheets. He’ll laugh again and tease you a little.
“Nasty girl..so fucking nasty..” he’ll groan before letting go of your throat and pressing his elbows into the mattress on either side of your head, caging you under his hulking form and peppering your lips with tender kisses. Praising you for taking him so well and making him feel so good. How fucking pretty you are when you cum and how much he loves your pussy.
Then his kisses become even softer, and he’ll use his tongue to wet your lips and suck yours into his mouth with a low growl. Then he’ll say some sweet shit. Asking if youre ok and if you feel better now, because he usually had to fuck your attitude out of you most days. Not that he minded.
Dont you just love that?
Just me? Aw ok 🌚
“Bout time you answered the damn phone..”
You wrinkle your nose at the hint of attitude in Toji’s deep voice, finding it a little cute since you knew that just his personality.
With your phone tucked between your ear and shoulder, you continued working down the mountain of laundry in the basket on your living room floor.
“Uhm, rude?” you snort, tossing a freshly folded towel to join its appropriate pile before picking up another.
“What ever happened to ‘hello’ or ‘hey big booty’ ?”
“I reserve those types of greetings for girlfriends that pick up the first time I call.”
At that you roll your eyes, snatching up another towel.
“Girlfriends? So theres others?” you begin folding it. The faint sound of echoe’d music and a muffled voice requesting assistance in the frangrance department let you know Toji was out and about, more than likely at some convenience store.
The big nasty was probably restocking on condoms and that special brand of lube he used on you a while back. The one that resulted in you needing to change your bed sheets.
Twice.
“See, I could play your game and say there are others just to fuck with you....’xcuse me...” he pauses to say to an older woman he squeezed past in the aisle.
“...but you cant take a damn joke and I plan on getting some tonight.”
You pert your lips at the statement but dont argue. Even in the several months you and Toji became exclusive, it was true that his sense of humor surpassed yours when it came to him and other women. You werent nearly as possessive or jealous as he was (usually), but he knew better than to test it.
“Smart. Im glad you value your life. Talk to me nice.” you respond in the most brattish way, making your boyfriend chuckle dryly on the other end of the phone.
“Shut up. Anyway, what kind of soap do you use again? I vaguely remember what it looks like but theres 5 bottles that match what I see in my brain.”
“Soap? Like to wash my body?” you furrow your brow distractedly, continuing to fold clothes.
“Naw to wash your dog.” he tosses back sarcasticaly. If there was a camera crew in your house, you’d be glancing at them with a deadpanned look of annoyance.
You didnt have a dog.
“Would it be so hard just to answer a question? I swear I dont like you sometimes.” you mutter, flapping out the pair of pants you were about to fold and Toji’s smirk is as audidle as his snickering.
“But you love me all the time. Now stay focused. Soap. The kind you wash your ass with.”
You sigh in exasperation at the simple question. And it was for sure simple ,but as many times as Toji had been in your shower, sometimes with you, he should be able to know which damn soap you used.
Old ass..
“Dr.Bronner’s babe. Unscented..”
“The light blue one. See, I knew I remembered it.”
Toji snatches the largest bottle of pure castile soap from the shelves. His massive hand grasps it effortlessly as he made his way to another aisle, squinting at a display of electric shavers curiously.
“Well alright. Thats all I wanted. Carry on cheating or whatever you doing..”
You let out a loud breath, tossing the pair of pants aside.
“Why are you like this? That’s not funny, you know?”
“What?” Toji strolls leisurely down the shave aisle now, eyeing the array of products.
“You saying shit like that. Accusing me of cheating every time I don’t pick up or text back fast. Its irritating..” you huff, aggressively flapping out another pair of sweats that you immediately knew belonged to Toji.
“Is it?”
“Is it?” You mock him, balling up his oversized joggers scornfully and throwing them on the floor. God he was annoying. If he werent so fine, and tall, and big..
And fit.
And sexy.
And intimidating.
And..
What were we talking about?
A breathy chuckle vibrates against your ear, as well as the echoing *beep* of the cashiers growing louder, both yanking you off your tangent.
“Aww, mama. Don’t be like that. I only say it as a joke. I know you’d never cheat on me ‘cuz my dick’s too big.” Toji remarks all too casually, not even acknowledging the way an old man shoots him a disgustingly surprised look at his crudeness out loud as he walked past him.
You snort in amusement and shake your head.
“True. But don’t be so sure. Theres plenty of trees in the forest.” You remark cheekily, glad that you weren’t in front of him after saying that. Part of you wished you were though. Watching those pretty beady eyes of his shrink with his glare was equal parts scary and arousing. To your surprise, Toji finds your rebuttal funny enough to laugh.
“You must really want me to fold your ass like a futon, huh? Just wait, I’ll be by there later.”
Toji turns to get in line at a check out lane. A little girl standing with her mother behind him stares up at his back with wide eyes, probably never seeing a man of his size and stature. Ya boy was scraping at 6’3 barefoot, so in shoes he was surely around 6’4. Even you would find yourself gaping up at him when he stood in front of you.
“Yeah? What you gon do?
*beep*
Toji shuffles forward, the scarred corner of his mouth lifting into a smirk.
“Fold you like a futon. Duh. You want candy?” He quickly changes the subject distractedly, falling victim to the mini wall of chocolate bars and gum.
The threat makes your core flutter while his subtle way of always keeping you in mind had you biting down on your grin as you continued folding laundry.
“Nooo, Baby. I don’t want candy. Thank you though.” You giggle, rolling your eyes.
“Well dont ask for some of mine ‘cuz I aint sharing..” Toji grumbles, still picking up two candy bars.
“Mmhmm.”
Having folded the final article of clothing and setting it aside, you sink back into the couch cushions with a huff, lifting your hand to untuck your phone and hold it against your ear.
“So wait, thats why you were blowing me up? Over soap?”
“Basically. I wanted you to have your own for when you stay with me. I know you have sensitive skin and shit…” he responds before reciprocating the cashiers greeting as he set his items on the belt.
“Awwww DaddyBear, how considerate of you. I wanna kiss you now, instead of slapping your face”
“Youre too easy to impress woman. Its just soap. You leave shit at my apartment anyway so I figured you’d wanna have something to shower with too.”
“I know but it’s still sweet. Come over now so I kiss on you and touch your butt.”
Toji snorts at your antics, knowing damn well he wasn’t letting your hands go anywhere near his ass.
“Yeah yeah. I gotta swing by Shui’s to pick up some money then Im gonna head your way.”
“Ok. But wait, you still could have just texted me that. Why call and make a fuss?”
“Damn. Maybe I also just like hearing your whiny ass voice y’know?”
You sigh, your giddiness fading immediately.
“Just hurry up and come over, ass.”
“See? Can never take a joke.”
“Bye Toji.”
“See you later Big Booty..”
<call ended>
<Ring ring ring>
Toji: yeaaaaah
Shiu: get up dick head, theres money outside
Toji: Cant. Give it to someone else
Shiu: *pulls phone away from ear to see if he called the right person*
Shiu: this is Fushiguro right? Fuck you mean no? I said theres money outside...
Toji: mufucka im not deaf. I said give it to someone else!
Shiu: ok now im intrigued. So whats up? Finally wanna admit youre getting too old for this or what?
Toji: *laughs* naw naw. My girls in the luteal phase.
Shiu: ........
Toji: yeah, see if you called me during her follicular phase, Id be game. Maybe even during ovulation if it wasnt a long job. But this week? Naw..no can do.
Shiu: do i even wanna know wtf any of that means?
Toji: you should, old as you are. Now if you’ll excuse me..I hear growling coming from the back room so..See you next week. Or not..who knows?
Shiu: but..
<call ended>
Toji wasnt much of a gossip, but you being his girlfriend, he made the occasional exception. He could listen to you rant and ramble all day if it meant being close to you. Even if he barely registered half of what you were saying.
“That bitch waits until the end of the day to call me in her office, talking bout some ‘I wanted to discuss something schedule related before you head out’..As if she couldn’t have said something that morning or sent an email.” You grumbled as you dunked the large plate into the sudsy water.
Day dreaming.
Mindless.
Dazed.
Fixated.
Words that would be used to describe the way Toji watched you.
He’d been sitting at the kitchen island on a bar stool for the last few minutes as you washed dishes in your old cheer shorts and tight cropped camisole, giving him an unobstructed view of your ass.
Heart shaped and heavy at the bottom with little dimples of cellulite you used to be self conscious about dotting your skin. If anything, that was his favorite part of your booty. He’d say it gave it character.
Not so distant memories of him burying his face between them with his tongue prodding at your hole, inhaling the scent of your pussy has him shifting in his seat. Moaning his name against the pillows and deepening your arch. Massive hands spreading your cheeks further apart while he ate you from behind, groaning in ecstasy at your taste. Something like that wouldnt be hard to do right now. All he’d have to do is get on his knees behind you and slide your shorts down just enough for him to…
“Toji.”
He blinks at the sound of his name.
“Hmm?” He grunts, head lifting from his palm.
His eyes snap up to your face when you glance at him over your shoulder, a curious brow lifted.
“Are you listening to me?” You smirk at his lazy expression and Toji’s lips tucked against eachother as he nodded, humming affirmatively so that you’d continue.
“Yeah! Of course.. your PTO thing.” He adds in confirmation that he was indeed listening. Somewhat. Despite him being slightly bricked up but you wouldn’t know it since you were too busy running your damn mouth.
You squint at him incredulously but turn away to resume scrubbing.
“Mmhm. So anyway. Then she tells me that Im not approved for the PTO I requested for my birthday trip. And I just laughed because jokes on her. I wasn’t gonna be there whether she approved it or not.”
Water ran loudly as you rinsed a large pot, and you shift your weight to favor your left leg, bringing Toji’s gaze right back to your dimpled cheeks. His tongue runs over his top lip, his eyes climbing the line your spine the way his tongue would on its way up your body after making you cum on it. Toji loved the way you’d shiver and tremble underneath him, making his dick rock hard and ready to slide inside of you. And he knew it would be easy with how wet you got.
“I told her that my request was really just for her benefit. If she doesn't approve it, Im still going.”
“Right..right..” Toji mutters, his attention effectively dividing between what you were saying at the way your cheeks jiggled slightly with even the slightest movements caused by you scraping the decrepit scrub daddy over the skillet.
He wanted to bite it.
Hell, he planned to.
As soon as you finished those dishes. Or perhaps as soon as you shut the hell up.
Whichever happened first.
“..talking about some..’oh well we’re very short staffed so I cant guarantee that I’ll be able to let you off that week’..let. Like she’s my mama or something. Bitch. I’ll call out and have her looking crazy. Anyway, what you thinking about for dinner?”
At his lack of engagement, you spare Toji another look over your shoulder. You find his hooded gaze fixed on you but nowhere near your face and you thoughtlessly glance down at yourself as if you already didn’t know what he was looking at.
“Toji….TOJI!” You laugh, and your boyfriend looks up at you again, blinking dumbly.
“Huh?” He frowns and you roll your eyes.
“Yo ass didn’t hear a word I said, did you?” You turn around to face him, rubbing your damp hands over a dry dish towel. Toji rolls his eyes with a grumpy sigh to accompany it.
“I said I was listening. Your PTO didn’t get approved but you’re taking off anyway. Fuck whatever Lauren says..”
“Lori.” You correct him.
“Lori. Laura. Whoever the fuck. Point is I’ve been listening and waiting on you to stop talking so I can bend you over.” He states shamelessly, reaching down out of your view to readjust himself in his pants.
Your brows shoot up in surprise, but his words make your womanhood jump in excitement and anticipation.
“Aw yeah?” You smirk, only for Toji to mirror you. In seconds, he’s on his feet and rounding the kitchen island to stand in front you. His cool green gaze pins you against the counter as he pressed up against you, his fingers already teasing at the elastic band of your shorts.
“Yeah, so hurry up and finish the story...”
“Bout time you answered the damn phone..”
You wrinkle your nose at the hint of attitude in Toji’s deep voice, finding it a little cute since you knew that just his personality.
With your phone tucked between your ear and shoulder, you continued working down the mountain of laundry in the basket on your living room floor.
“Uhm, rude?” you snort, tossing a freshly folded towel to join its appropriate pile before picking up another.
“What ever happened to ‘hello’ or ‘hey big booty’ ?”
“I reserve those types of greetings for girlfriends that pick up the first time I call.”
At that you roll your eyes, snatching up another towel.
“Girlfriends? So theres others?” you begin folding it. The faint sound of echoe’d music and a muffled voice requesting assistance in the frangrance department let you know Toji was out and about, more than likely at some convenience store.
The big nasty was probably restocking on condoms and that special brand of lube he used on you a while back. The one that resulted in you needing to change your bed sheets.
Twice.
“See, I could play your game and say there are others just to fuck with you....’xcuse me...” he pauses to say to an older woman he squeezed past in the aisle.
“...but you cant take a damn joke and I plan on getting some tonight.”
You pert your lips at the statement but dont argue. Even in the several months you and Toji became exclusive, it was true that his sense of humor surpassed yours when it came to him and other women. You werent nearly as possessive or jealous as he was (usually), but he knew better than to test it.
“Smart. Im glad you value your life. Talk to me nice.” you respond in the most brattish way, making your boyfriend chuckle dryly on the other end of the phone.
“Shut up. Anyway, what kind of soap do you use again? I vaguely remember what it looks like but theres 5 bottles that match what I see in my brain.”
“Soap? Like to wash my body?” you furrow your brow distractedly, continuing to fold clothes.
“Naw to wash your dog.” he tosses back sarcasticaly. If there was a camera crew in your house, you’d be glancing at them with a deadpanned look of annoyance.
You didnt have a dog.
“Would it be so hard just to answer a question? I swear I dont like you sometimes.” you mutter, flapping out the pair of pants you were about to fold and Toji’s smirk is as audidle as his snickering.
“But you love me all the time. Now stay focused. Soap. The kind you wash your ass with.”
You sigh in exasperation at the simple question. And it was for sure simple ,but as many times as Toji had been in your shower, sometimes with you, he should be able to know which damn soap you used.
Old ass..
“Dr.Bronner’s babe. Unscented..”
“The light blue one. See, I knew I remembered it.”
Toji snatches the largest bottle of pure castile soap from the shelves. His massive hand grasps it effortlessly as he made his way to another aisle, squinting at a display of electric shavers curiously.
“Well alright. Thats all I wanted. Carry on cheating or whatever you doing..”
You let out a loud breath, tossing the pair of pants aside.
“Why are you like this? That’s not funny, you know?”
“What?” Toji strolls leisurely down the shave aisle now, eyeing the array of products.
“You saying shit like that. Accusing me of cheating every time I don’t pick up or text back fast. Its irritating..” you huff, aggressively flapping out another pair of sweats that you immediately knew belonged to Toji.
“Is it?”
“Is it?” You mock him, balling up his oversized joggers scornfully and throwing them on the floor. God he was annoying. If he werent so fine, and tall, and big..
And fit.
And sexy.
And intimidating.
And..
What were we talking about?
A breathy chuckle vibrates against your ear, as well as the echoing *beep* of the cashiers growing louder, both yanking you off your tangent.
“Aww, mama. Don’t be like that. I only say it as a joke. I know you’d never cheat on me ‘cuz my dick’s too big.” Toji remarks all too casually, not even acknowledging the way an old man shoots him a disgustingly surprised look at his crudeness out loud as he walked past him.
You snort in amusement and shake your head.
“True. But don’t be so sure. Theres plenty of trees in the forest.” You remark cheekily, glad that you weren’t in front of him after saying that. Part of you wished you were though. Watching those pretty beady eyes of his shrink with his glare was equal parts scary and arousing. To your surprise, Toji finds your rebuttal funny enough to laugh.
“You must really want me to fold your ass like a futon, huh? Just wait, I’ll be by there later.”
Toji turns to get in line at a check out lane. A little girl standing with her mother behind him stares up at his back with wide eyes, probably never seeing a man of his size and stature. Ya boy was scraping at 6’3 barefoot, so in shoes he was surely around 6’4. Even you would find yourself gaping up at him when he stood in front of you.
“Yeah? What you gon do?
*beep*
Toji shuffles forward, the scarred corner of his mouth lifting into a smirk.
“Fold you like a futon. Duh. You want candy?” He quickly changes the subject distractedly, falling victim to the mini wall of chocolate bars and gum.
The threat makes your core flutter while his subtle way of always keeping you in mind had you biting down on your grin as you continued folding laundry.
“Nooo, Baby. I don’t want candy. Thank you though.” You giggle, rolling your eyes.
“Well dont ask for some of mine ‘cuz I aint sharing..” Toji grumbles, still picking up two candy bars.
“Mmhmm.”
Having folded the final article of clothing and setting it aside, you sink back into the couch cushions with a huff, lifting your hand to untuck your phone and hold it against your ear.
“So wait, thats why you were blowing me up? Over soap?”
“Basically. I wanted you to have your own for when you stay with me. I know you have sensitive skin and shit…” he responds before reciprocating the cashiers greeting as he set his items on the belt.
“Awwww DaddyBear, how considerate of you. I wanna kiss you now, instead of slapping your face”
“Youre too easy to impress woman. Its just soap. You leave shit at my apartment anyway so I figured you’d wanna have something to shower with too.”
“I know but it’s still sweet. Come over now so I kiss on you and touch your butt.”
Toji snorts at your antics, knowing damn well he wasn’t letting your hands go anywhere near his ass.
“Yeah yeah. I gotta swing by Shui’s to pick up some money then Im gonna head your way.”
“Ok. But wait, you still could have just texted me that. Why call and make a fuss?”
“Damn. Maybe I also just like hearing your whiny ass voice y’know?”
You sigh, your giddiness fading immediately.
“Just hurry up and come over, ass.”
“See? Can never take a joke.”
“Bye Toji.”
“See you later Big Booty..”
<call ended>
Oh dont mind me. Sneaking away from my other blog to write all the filthy/sweet things that come to mind related to a certain sorcerer slayer❤️🔥
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