Map Of The Soul Is Gonna Be The Album That Carries Me For The Rest Of The Year. Lovely.

Map of the soul is gonna be the album that carries me for the rest of the year. Lovely.

We’ll see if i can work on some fics this Saturday but im already holding on by a thread

Aizawa the type of nigga that doesn’t believe in the expiration date. Its bad when he’s says its bad, until then he’s drinking that milk that cost him $3.89/gal

Summer walker’s new album will 100% be affecting my writing. Be ready for some angst shit

How do you keep coming up with these amazing concepts??

𝐃𝐄𝐁𝐓. ( &. toji fushiguro x black!female reader — warnings: mentions of sex, sex work,gore, profanity, violence. yakuza au )

➣ 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: toji fushiguro yakuza branch is slowly climbing the ranks of running japan. with finding out that a woman that he admire from a far in a strip club is in debt with him, he comes up with a plan for [y/n] [l/n] to pay off her debt.

[ playlist + series tag ]

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄.

IT WAS JUST SOMETHING ABOUT HOW HER BODY SLID ACROSS the pole that caused Toji to lean back into his seat and enjoy the show. A cigar adjusted between his lips as he watched the girl swing around the shiny silver pole, his legs spread apart as if he was in some wet dream. The only thoughts in his mind were dirty. He could only imagine how she would look in between his thighs with his cock in between her glossed lips. Or how her backside would look when he had her bent over. As he was mesmerized by the beauty on the main stage, he felt one of his men lean down to whisper in his ear. He let out a frustrated grunt, putting the expensive cigar out in the ashtray in front of him. He finished off the last bit of sōchū in his cup and stood up. He would fix the black tailored suit he wore before digging in his pockets pulling out the crisp yen bills. He counted the money slowly before walking up to the stage and neatly placing the stack of bills on the stage. Briefly making eye contact with the foreign beauty in front of him before he left with his men.

When he climbed into the tinted window SUV truck, he let out a sigh of annoyance. "Please update me on who still owes me money." He said one of his men would look through the thick black book.

"Well, the first is that foreigner Mark [L/N]," The man explained. "We haven't seen him entering and exiting his home lately. We're assuming he fled out of Japan."

Toji's fist clenched in anger, his fingers rubbing at the bridge of his nose in annoyance. One of his men would adjust the clear frames on his face as he would open his mouth to speak, "When monitoring his home to see if he was going to return, some girl was knocking on the door. It seemed like she was looking for the same guy we were." He adds.

"Next time we send men to monitor the place, get the girl." Toji said.

"Okay. What should we do to her?" He questioned.

"Bring her to me."

Been in this game too long, I’ve become numb to the pain

“With her pale skin started turning bright red”

My black butt: