The BEST Way To Start Off My Morning, I Swear.

The BEST way to start off my morning, I swear.

This is so cute!!!

Everyone say thank you to @lymtw!!!!

Toji can never shut up about you when his friends get him drunk. It's the one topic that never fails to be discussed when his friends manage to drag him away from your warm security for a night. Once the amount of alcohol he drank starts to hit and his overly chatty side is lured out, he spends the entire time talking about you, and the others just kind of listen to his ramblings and remain utterly shocked by how smitten he is. He talks so much about you, like he's trying to make up for the time he isn't spending with you.

It's always, "Shh... listen, shut the fuck up. Listen, listen, she smells so fucking good. Like she's fresh out the shower all the time" and "God... she purrs like a little kitten when I take her to bed" and "She's out of my league, but i'm not gonna fuck up the chance she gave me".

If it weren't for Shiu taking his phone, he would constantly be trying to reach you. Sometimes you're the one who calls when it gets late, just to see how things are going, and Shiu's always the one who picks up before he hands you over to Toji.

"Hey, Shiu! How is everything?"

"It's going pretty well, aside from Toji being a drunk mess." He scouts the area in search of your boyfriend and spots him next to another friend. Toji's all starry-eyed as he talks the poor man's ear off about you. "Wanna talk to him? He's been talking about you nonstop and it's starting to make the other guys jealous."

You giggle. "Sure. Let me talk to my idiot."

You can hear the commotion as well as the faint sound of Shiu alerting Toji of you being on the other end of the line.

"Heyyy, baby. You miss me? You need me?" You can hear the smile on his face. He's pacing back and forth as he waits for your voice to come back on the line.

The sound of Toji's voice makes your heart beat a little faster. It sounds like he made good use of his night out.

"You know I do, baby. Be safe, alright? Have Shiu send you home in a cab when you're ready to go and text me when you get home."

"I love you, ma. I fucking love you. I don't wanna be here anymore." He sighs, heavily. "Can I just go home, already? I've been trapped here for like five days now."

"I love you, Toji, and it hasn't been five days. More like five hours, but yeah, you can head home if you're done. Put Shiu back on the phone."

"No." He simply says, as he continues to pace around the crowded bar. "I miss you so much. I don't wanna see anyone else, anymore."

"Okay, baby. Tell Shiu you're ready to go. I'll see you tomorrow."

"I love you," he says once more before putting the phone down, leaving you to do the hanging up.

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"Shiu, i'm leaving. I'm ready to go, man. She said okay and I... Well, I wanna go see her."

"You're not going over there like this," Shiu responds. "She's not gonna be able to handle you alone, right now. I'll call you a cab and you're going straight home."

He was so wrong about that last part. Toji got in the cab, and Shiu told the driver his address. He wouldn't ever find out about how Toji ended up redirecting the cab to your place.

"Psst, hey. I'll give you another ten bucks if you turn around and go to this address."

Without hesitation, the man accepted the money and dropped Toji off at your apartment. He slowly made his way to your front door, ringing the doorbell and knocking right after to make sure you hear him.

You put down the dish rag you were using to dry dishes and headed to the door. You looked through the peephole and as soon as you see Toji standing on your doorstep, you gasp. Your brows furrow in confusion as you continue to stare at him for couple more seconds, just to make sure it's actually him and not some random, sketchy man.

"Babyyy... Open. Your boyfriend is here." He knocks again, his fist like a mallet on your door.

"Toji, shh. Stop," you say, voice low. You quickly pull him into your apartment, dismissing his laugh as you shut and lock the door when you both make it in.

"Oh, baby." He smiles as you approach him again. "Baby, baby." He pulls you into an overly tight embrace and sways you side to side, effortlessly. You smell a mixture of alcohol and cologne on his shirt. "My pretty girl. Fuck, I missed you and your body." He buries his face into the crook of your neck and allows his hands to settle on your lower back. You hear him take a whiff of your scent before carrying on with his rambling. "I didn't even wanna be there..." he mumbles. "...but they stole me away and I-" He hums in confusion when he realizes you aren't reciprocating the hug and pulls your arms around him before putting his hands on your lower back again. "I'm just gonna say no next time. Those drinks were disgusting."

Normally, you reciprocating his affection wouldn't be an issue, but you're still stuck on how he's there, standing a couple feet from your kitchen and not at his place. You can hear his quiet, labored breaths beside your ear. His looming frame and the tightness of his arms around you bring a lot more reality to the situation.

"Let's get you ready for bed, okay?" You say to the giant who threatens to tip you over. You gently tug at his arms for him to release you and create some distance.

You take his hand and guide him to the bathroom first, where both of you do your nightly routines of brushing your teeth and washing your faces. He made a mess with the water when it came to washing the cleanser off his face, but you paid no mind to it as you grabbed a towel and dried it up.

You walked out of the bathroom and Toji was hot on your trail, toothbrush still in his mouth as he followed you into the kitchen. "I'm just grabbing some water. It'll just take a quick second." You smile as he continues to sluggishly brush his teeth. He pauses to respond.

"Why do you wanna leave me so bad? You didn't tell me you were leaving the bathroom. You were just gonna go and leave me alone in there?" he says, slightly muffled by the toothpaste that fills his mouth.

You laugh when some of the foam falls to the floor.

"Okay, okay. Let's go back to the bathroom together, then."

"You can't leave me on the couch," he says, out of nowhere, more suds falling onto the floor. You push him a little so that by the time he reaches the bathroom, at least some toothpaste remains in his mouth.

He dips his head and spits out the foam into the sink, rinsing his mouth after. You have to go back and tidy things up, like the cloud he didn't make sure was washed away before stepping away from the sink, and the bubbly spume that spilled out of his mouth in the kitchen and the hallway.

He's following you again, like a lost puppy because you didn't comment on what he said about not wanting to stay on the couch. He's quiet because you're quiet. You're not saying anything because you're focused on wiping up the cleaning spray and toothpaste mixture on the floor with a paper towel, and he's leaning against the wall, silently watching, feeling like you're mad at him.

You stand up straight and make your way to the trashcan before washing your hands. "Let's go, Toji," you say. He's looking at you like a scolded dog, reaching his hand out for you to hold. In his mind, if you take it, you can't be too mad at him. His chest feels so much lighter when your soft palm meets his. The heaviness is replaced with a racing heart as you take him to the room with you. You're not leading him to the couch like he thought you were going to.

"You're letting me sleep next to you?" He asks, watching as you put up a couple more pillows for him to use.

"Since when do you sleep on the couch? You know I need you here with me whenever you sleep over." You turn around and pinch his cheek, stepping behind him to creak the door shut.

"Yeah? You like when I stay in your bed?" His voice goes low with the question. His hands go to your waist and he's walking you backwards towards your bed. "Well I like staying in your bed too, mama." He lays you down, your head cradled by his hand before he slides it out of the way for your pillow to take its place. He grins as he takes up all the space between your legs, his hands taking their position on your waist again. He takes your lips in his, the minty flavor of his mouth seeping into your taste buds. It's a short lived moment, because the second his hands try to tug your shorts down, you put a stop to everything, your own hands pulling your shorts back up.

"Mm..." you hum, releasing his lips with a quiet smack. "N-No, Toji. Not like this."

"No?" He repeats, a small crease of confusion between his brows as he pulls his hands away from your hips. "Okay," he complies, quickly diverting the situation by resting his whole body down on you. His chin rests on your chest and he just looks up at you with the most loving expression. You have to try not to laugh when you notice he isn't blinking.

You gently scratch the back of his head, threading your fingers through his hair. "What?" You ask, a soft smile following the question.

"I don't know," he says, sighing wistfully with that same adoring gaze still fixated on you. "I can't explain the way I see you." Not having the sufficiently accurate words to describe how you are depicted in his eyes is a strange, void-like feeling for someone who could talk about you for days on end.

You just hum at the declaration. His mind isn't exactly operating at one hundred percent, so you won't judge him for his inability to think of ways to describe you.

He lowers his gaze and buries his face in your warm chest. You can feel him kissing you through the thin material of your tank top. "Love you," he mumbles. "You mad at me?" He asks, not pausing his kisses as he waits for your answer.

"No, baby. There's nothing to be mad about." You smooth down his hair when you're done playing with it and rest your hands on his shoulders.

"Just wanted to see you." His warm breath filters through your shirt. "Shiu told me no, but I didn't care. I just had to see you, and now... i'm here." He inhales and lets out the breath slowly. "And I don't wanna go home." As if he's scared he'll be denied of you again, his arms go under your back, and he effectively molds his body into yours.

"You could've let me know over the phone rather than giving me a heart attack. You know you're always welcome here, my love." You rub soothing circles into his back with one hand, and the other goes to the back of his head again.

"Surprise," he says, lacking so much enthusiasm that it even makes him chuckle. He pushes his face further into your chest and lets out a sigh that reveals his tiredness. "Mm... you're gonna put me to sleep if you keep doing that."

You laugh, slowing your movements until your hands are just flat in their positions.

"No, ma," he groans, frustrated by the lack of your soothing touch on him. "Do it again, please. Feels good." He turns his head so that the side of his face rests on your chest.

It's impossible to deny him, especially when he asked so nicely. You like being able to help him relax this way. Never mind the lack of feeling in your legs from his weight and the minimal movement you've been allowed. You just can't seem to find it in yourself to whine about your position when the sound of him rhythmically breathing through his nose takes over the silence of the room. You tilt your head slightly to get a look at his face and as you suspected, he's out. His eyes are shut and he's motionless, save for the slight rise and fall of his shoulders and back as he breathes.

A kiss to the top of his head was your show of making peace with having him as your weighted blanket and human teddy bear for the night.

Shiu said you wouldn't be able to handle a drunk Toji all alone, yet there you have him, piled on and drooling on you like he's getting the best sleep.

I desire more moots. :/

Ppl I can flirt with, tease, make fun of (bully, with love), ppl who bully me. I adore meeting new ppl, making friends/connections— being social (mostly online, I get nervous in public). I adore the connections in which you can flirt and it’s like you’re the love of their life, and vice-versa. They’re so sweet.

I also find the connections in which you bully each other, where you strive to be mean to each because you love and adore one another. Where the connection, to others, just seems like you hate one another, but it’s just so amusing to the two of you. When you can bully each other ruthlessly, but at the end of the day, there’s more care in your connection than anything.

Another connection I love is when one person is shyer than the other, those are so cute. The friendships where one person relentlessly teases the other, just to watch how flustered they get. Watching their face get red, watching them hide, struggle to come up with a response. It’s adorable really. I adore those friendships.

I just really want more moots to have fun with. :(

Someone take my phone away.

MDNI- SMUT under the cut

I didn't know there was a character limit for a paragraph?? I also had Gojo in mind for this but feel free to insert anyone you'd like.

TW: marking, manhandling, BDSM - use of gags + restraints, spit play, some crying, degrading, cum eating/play, cumming without being touched (is there a word for that?), spanking, might be missing some

Not proofread.

Spreading apart muscular thighs, toned and defined from years of hard work, gliding your tongue along heated skin, feeling your lover's body tense when your wet muscle slowly inches closer to his throbbing dick. Pushing his legs back more, his face heats up, embarrassment creeping in as he's exposed more and more. His body jolts when you sink your teeth into his flesh, a choked sound rumbling from the back of his throat, hands bound behind his back. A punishment. His teeth dig into the ball gag between his lips, no doubt leaving indents in the poor rubber. Dragging your tongue along the teeth marks left on his skin, you hum in response to his quiet whimper, sensitive and always so responsive for you. Reaching up, your hand wraps around his aching dick and the few pumps you grant him have him whining and bucking his hips. Clicking your tongue, you glide your finger across his leaky tip, smearing his pre, before you go back to stroking his length lazily. Your mouth latches onto his inner thigh, sucking and licking the skin there as your hand continues to pump his throbbing dick. Leaving dark marks all along his skin, you watch as his hips buck skywards, a choked sound leaving him as your thumb swipes along his leaky tip. Flicking your wrist at a particular pump, your lover hisses around the gag, thighs twitching as his eyes become glossy with tears. "Mmf- puhleash. W'nna cum-mmm!" His head falls back with a dull thud against the headboard as your tongue slowly glides across his tip, tasting the pre that threatens to slide down. Swirling your tongue around the flushed tip, your eyes meet just before his own roll back, his dick throbbing so much it hurts. Muffled pleas fill your ears as you work your tongue along his shaft, gliding along the prominent veins that throb against your wet muscle. Moving your head back up, you wrap your lips around his tip, sucking softly on it, before you begin taking the entirety of his length into your warm mouth, pushing forward until your lips are pressing against the trimmed hairs of his pelvis. A choked sob is the only warning you get before his load spills down your throat, warm and sticky as it fills your mouth and dribbles out from the corners. Gagging around his dick, you pull back, watching as strands of pearly cum stick to your lips and his tip. Licking the remaining cum from your lover's dick, you shift into a sitting position, your pussy hovering over his twitching length, and remove the gag from his mouth, tossing it aside for now. Ragged breaths fill your ears but your eyes take in his disheveled form; his messy hair sticks to his forehead, widened, glossy eyes, puffy lips that glisten with his saliva, and flushed skin. Humming to yourself, you move forward and let the mixture of your spit and his cum fall right into his mouth, watching as globs of the mixture slowly roll down his tongue, listening to his hum of both contentment and embarrassment. "Look at you, so weak and pathetic. I thought you were supposed to be strong? With godlike power? Hm? And here you are, letting me spit all over you. Letting me treat you like a slut." At your harsh words, he swallows thickly, his hips shifting beneath yours as his cock stirs back to life again. His teary eyes meet yours, his teeth chewing on his lower lip as he stares up at you, his chest rising and falling quickly as your hands move to untie his wrists. "That's what you are, isn't it? A slut? A toy for me to use? What would people think? Seeing their little hero like this? Below me, begging to cum, begging for me to treat him like the nobody he is, hm? You think that you can get whatever you want just because you're powerful, right?" As you continue throwing insult after insult, fracturing his ego bit by bit, his hands fly to your hips, gripping them tightly as a broken, pitiful, whiny moan escapes his parted lips. "C-cumming!" Ropes of cum shot out from his dick, splattering across your thighs and your slick cunt, making you grin as you watch him come undone beneath you.

Just before you can insult him further, the hands that were gripping your hips tighten their hold on you. Suddenly you're flipped over and pinned beneath a wall of muscle, his sweaty chest pressing against your back, his palms colliding with the fat of your ass, spreading them apart for his crazed eyes to see. He lets a fat glob of his spit fall onto your glistening pussy, his hips shifting to rub his hard dick along your folds, spreading them apart to nudge your clit repeatedly. "I know I'm powerful, maybe it's time I remind you just how powerful I really am, pretty. What do ya say?"

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BAIXNWOCJWOXNKWNXKWNCOEN

STOP ‘M GONNA CRY??!!

SHE EVEN BOOPED ME AGAIN!!!

My basement is open, I’ll even decorate it for you and buy you wtv plushies you want for the huge bed I’ll get you. (Pls be mine <3)

Omg!!

@vampcubus just evil booped me!!!!

HAKDBEKCJKWNF

Stawppppp 🤭🤭

Is that enough to lock her away in my basement forever?? (Pls tell me it is, I actually really adore her blog and her in general. I think she’s so cool!!)

Thinking about sub Mikasa...

NSFW under the cut.

I don't really know what this is, I've been wanting to write but I've just been feeling like shit. This also might be shit but we'll see.

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Who, after a long day of work, just craves to be buried between your plush thighs, lapping your pussy and sucking on your clit, feeling your juices running down her chin. Tasting just how sweet you are, relishing in just how sticky you get for her, slick dripping from your core.

Mikasa, who is surprised when you take the initiative, coaxing her into your lap with sweet, honeyed words, gliding your hands along her jean-clad thighs, feeling her tense muscles slowly melt away under your tender ministrations.

Mikasa, who melts against you when your lips meet hers in a soft, sweet kiss, your hands moving higher to hold her hips, thumbing under her shirt to feel her skin start heating up as the kiss grows in desperation on her end.

Mikasa, who tangles her fingers in your hair, pulling your head closer as she drags her tongue across your bottom lip, a soft mewl escaping her lips before she can stop it. One that you swallow greedily, drinking in every gasp or sigh she gives you as your tongues glide across one another, spit steadily beginning to pool in your mouths.

Mikasa, who whimpers lightly into the kiss when one of your hands delves into her jeans to rub through her slick folds slowly, ghosting over her clit before tracing her entrance, murmuring against her lips how good she was being, how proud you are of her.

Mikasa, who chases your lips when you pull back too far, slotting her spit-coated ones with yours as your fingers slowly slide into her cunt, working her up to her high. She watches you through hooded eyes, panting against your mouth, murmuring and whining your name when you crook your fingers expertly, pressing against that one spot that has her thighs twitching.

Mikasa, whose chest rises and falls quickly when she nears her peak, her head falling back and her eyes fluttering shut when your lips press against her pulse point, kissing and sucking heart-shaped marks onto her pale skin. Her pussy clenching around your fingers each time your palm rubs against her clit, her slick beginning to soak through her jeans.

And, when she finally does cum, with a long, drawn-out moan of your name, her body shakes with the force of her orgasm, her thighs threatening to snap closed, though you keep them apart with your free hand, cooing soft praises her way as you thumb over her clit.

Mikasa, whose body melts into yours when she comes back down from her high. She buries her face into your neck, her breathing slowly starting to come down as you lick your fingers clean, rubbing her back once you're done.

She peers up at you with wide, unfocused eyes, her gaze dropping to your lips before you lift her head back up, smiling softly at her before pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead, coaxing her to curl into you and rest after a long day.

<3

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my sweet sweet angel!! I feel like (bc it has been) ages since I’ve seen your gorgeous self on my dash and that I’ve gotten the chance to speak to you. So I just wanted to pop in and say hello!! I hope that life has been treating you well and that things have been going good!

ya know I need some life updates and to see that my baby is flourishinggg! Are we still doing the internship? How are the little ones?? Anything else exciting been going on? I’ve been away for a while so I hadn’t had the chance to respond to your msg (I’m so sorry 😭🙏🏾) but I still love you and miss you alll the same, my dear!!! I hope that this week and new month are kind to you and that you’re taking good care of yourself.

I always get the biggest smile on my face when I see you in my inbox! ur messages make me so freakin happy, you have not the slightest idea 🥹🥹🩷🩷anyways, I am rambling bc I missed you sm but I hope that you have a great day in whatever ur doing right now and know that I adore you. mwah 💋🩷🩷🌸

My sweet darling girl, how I’ve missed you. 🥹

I’ve been pretty good, doing well in my classes and such. I am on the last week of my internship, which saddens me — I’ll miss the kids dearly — but I’ve loved the experience overall. The kids are disappointed that I’ll be gone soon (we’re on spring break over here), but I’m gonna make the best of my last days! 💪

I miss you dearly as well, my sweet! I haven’t been as active as I want to be on here as well, but I’ve started a few writing pieces that I’m excited about (a Sukuna on, Nanami one, and a combination of jjk men with a pornstar reader 🤭🤭). I can’t wait to finish those up and dish them out. I also want to start branching out more and interacting with more people, but I’m still much too shy!! One day though! Trust. ☝️😏

This month hasn’t started off very well (I got devastating news about a family member of mine, so my family is struggling right now), but I hope that the rest of the month will be better. I also need to go gift shopping for my younger sibling, which is a problem. I want to get the little booger everything, even if they’re a pain in my behind. 😐 (I’m also a broke hoe.)

I hope your week/month has started off better than mine, however! Tell me about yourself, baby! I’d love to know how you’re doing, I always adore hearing about you. I’m so happy that I’m seeing you more on my dash (I really have missed you, mi amor). I love seeing you thrive on this app again, put them hoes in their place, baby! (You’re actually so fine when you’re letting them stinky bitches have it.)

I’m glad I can make you smile with my silly messages/asks. I love popping in with my randomness, even if you take forever to respond. 🙄 (I’m just pulling on your leg baby, it’s okay! ‘M just glad my silliness brings you joy! ☺️)

Please take care of yourself, mi cariño. I wish you a lovely day, week, month, and year. May you flourish in everything you do and more. The universe is in your favor, mi vida. I can feel it!

Please don’t hesitate to send me a message or ask, I adore seeing you in my inbox. It gives me an excuse to brag about my wife to everyone. 🥰🥰

I love you very, very much, my beloved.

Hugs and millions of kisses, honeybun. 💋