#broke toji

[ghost-girl277]

jjk- They text you after a one night stand

(*^*)Characters: gojo, geto, nanami, toji

(*^*)feel free to request a smau or one shot, for now I’ll do jjk and demon slayer

(*^*)cont: suggestive

[plotsignificanthaircut555]

Waking up with Toji’s hands on your body. MDNI

The bed sinking under his weight, the smell of unfamiliar sweat and soap filling your nose, soaking into your sheets. Your eyes fluttered, barely able to register to difference between lidded and the dark of your bedroom. The large, tightly muscled arm draped over you was firm and tight, his hand clapped over your chest. Not pressing the bruises left from last night, but firm and unmovable. Stirring yourself awake you feel the hand travel down your body, across the soft hair of your stomach, over the curve of your hip. His once even, slumbered breath was becoming thick and warm against your neck. it didnt seem possible for your bodies to be closer, but still he pulled you flush against his body. You could feel the muscles in his stomach contract as he gripped your hip tighter. You hadn't yet spoken, or greeted the morning but you could feel the heat pressing against the flesh of your ass. The motion, while it required no effort on your part, ignited the sore points on your body and pulled a deep groan from you.

"Sore, huh?" His voice was thicker and deeper than it had been the previous night. The baritone in your ears sent chills down your body remember how just his words had reduced you to a simmer mere hours earlier.

further.........there you go.........take it..........good...................cum

Feeling the goosebumped flesh along your electrified body, Toji finally moved his hand between your legs, feeling the soft, warm skin of your thighs. It was his turn to groan, to relish in the feeling of your heated, intimate skin.

"Think you can take it again?" Toji's lips brush your neck as he speaks, punctuating his sentence with a kiss on the thin, fragile point between your neck and your ear.

He’s already lifting your leg over his own before you finish nodding. Still open and prepped from last night his thick fingers can slide inside so easily. He tuts mockingly as you inhale at his penetration.

"still stretched for me." His tongue slides around the shell of your ear, then down your neck as he presses further.

You know that despite how his fingers stretch you, his cock is even meaner. you can feel it swelling more against you, the heat of his blood making the air under the comforter humid and sticky. he opens you up wider, making you bury your head into the pillow, your whines fading from his earshot. His fingers leave you, now you're trembling, aching to be filled by him. His wet fingers turn your face to meet his eyes, the room is still dark, it's hard to see, but the green of his eyes catches the light slipping in between the curtains enough to show the fire of desire burning inside. His mouth covers your whimpers as he presses himself into you. filling and filling, finally full. Your trembling evolves into shakes as his hips meet yours. You can feel how deep he is, surely he must be pressing against the front of your stomach now. Before your moans can escape, Toji's tongue steals them from your mouth so he can taste them for himself. His kisses are hot, sloppy. His hand holds your hip for support at he starts to thrust in and out of you. The full length of his cock sliding against every muscle of your hole. HIs rhythm isn't the fast, bruising pace from last night. The pace that made you scream, made your breath catch, made tears fill your eyes as you were overtaken by pleasure over and over with no signs of stopping. It's slow and even, deep and deeper than you thought you could take. Even now he still demonstrates how easy it is for him to overwhelm you.

Your hands find his body, pulling at the flesh of his hip, unclear to even yourself if you were begging for more or for mercy. either way, it didn't matter to him. His kisses got harder, his teeth making themselves known as he bit your lips. The hand he kept on your hip finds where you are grabbing at him, he takes your hands and moves it to his neck, you can feel the coarse black hair at the base of his neck, how the ropey muscle of his neck leads down his back, and up to the base of his skull. his own hands scan over every inch of your body. your hips, your stomach, your chest, your neck. His hands wont stop moving, his hips keep their even pace, his lips grow swollen and puffy from the kisses.

You can't tell anymore where he is touching you, it feels like everywhere at once, whether its his lips, his hands, his legs tangling with yours, his cock burying itself over and over inside of you. All that exists is him, the bed your bodies merge on, and your shared breaths puffing out between wet, sticky kisses.

The orgasm he pulls from you sneaks up just as readily as to be expected from someone as skilled and stealthy as Toji. Sudden and all encompassing. He feels you clench up around him, stilling him movement. He pulls off your lips, letting your pant and moan freely into the dark room. The wave of climax crests and wanes, leaving your legs and sheets sticky where the two of you are still connected. Seeing your orgasm begin to leave you, he pulls meanly at one of your puffy nipples, making you cry out in overstimulation.

"Not done yet."

He carries on fucking himself into your worn, sticky hole. He feels freer now, your orgasm relaxing your tight muscles, making his thrusts easier. You hear the smacking sound of his ass hitting his hips over and over, you have to bury yourself into the pillows once again to keep from screaming out as he uses you to chase his own release. One of his rough hands finds the bruised handprint of last night and uses it to pull you into him over and over, the other slides up your back to the roots of your hair and tugs tightly. Not pulling you back to his chest, but holding you in place as he fucks you.

"T-Tooojiii...." You whimper out, voice shaky and soft.

"Almost. You can take it." He shushes you.

You nod, his grip in your hair truncating your movement.

Finally his swollen cock twitches, his hips push deeper, slower, they stay pressed against yours longer. Finally he encases himself completely and spills his hot cum inside of you. The rough moan he lets out is barely audible, but you savor every decibel you can pick up. Once he has emptied himself totally, he pulls your back against his chest once more, wrapping those massive arms around you, keeping you in place. You're in nearly the same position you had been in when you were asleep, now filled to the brim, and corked to keep any of him from leaving you.

You both catch your breath, the room is humid, sticky, sunlight is starting to penetrate the dreamy, eroticism of your private morning. You wonder what a day with him will bring, everything was so new with him, you were unsure if you would ever have seen him in the sunlight. You had almost expected him to be gone when you woke up, but here he still was. And here, inside of you he was remaining. The bruises on your body, the stickiness between your legs, the hickies on your neck, the smell of him on your body and on your sheets. You hadn't yet allowed yourself to think that this Adonis would be a regular presence in your life, but maybe this is exactly what this morning meant. Maybe this would be every morning. Warmth began to fill your chest, that exciting sparkler like anticipation of a new love.

Toji's voice broke your revelry, it was flat, "Think you could give me a ride downtown? I gotta meet up with someone."

Maybe not....

Love you guys, I hope you liked this quicky steamy silliness. I promise I have stuff I'm working on, life is a little crazy right now so I havent really had time to write but Im hoping to have some more stuff for you soon! Also YAY TOJI! Be back soon! let me know what you think! -Doodle xx

[tiedsuccubus]

Trying to ride toji but the flaps to his cardboard box keep opening

[yuwuta]

gojo would kill your work husband. but if he were the work husband, that's a different story

REAL!! he’s such a hypocrite because if someone mentioned you had a work husband, his entire world would stop and he wold devise the absolute worst plans to make sure that your co-worker, everyone at your job, and everyone in the next building over knew that he was happily committed to you 

but if he is the work husband, he’s very........ dutiful in his role. there’s a loose office/lawyer au in my head where satoru is your secretary, and for all intents and purposes, your personal assistant, and he’s good at his job, but mostly because he considers his job to be pleasing you. he has coffee for you when you arrive, he moves your schedule around without you asking, he has answers to questions before you can even ask them, he has fresh flowers on your desk weekly, pokes into your meetings to pretend to hand you a file that’s really just maybe a single document in a manilla folder with candy on top of it—he’s made himself your business, your partner; he’s made himself irreplaceable, and he loves to remind everybody of that fact. 

he’s also extremely loyal. sure, he could day a week’s worth of work done in about a day, but that doesn’t mean he’ll just use his talents for anybody. he’s your secretary, so he’s at your beck and call, and everyone knows it. they know he’s the best, but also that he’s off limits—not because you won’t share him, but because satoru won’t let himself be shared. 

he also extends his duties beyond work, of course. when he hands you a print out of your schedule for the day and you’re confused by the three-hour block of time you have in the middle of the day, satoru just helps you shrug your coat of your shoulders and smiles, “that’s for the lunch date you have with me, of course!” hanging up your coat in your closet for you, “i’m paying, see you soon, sweets.” and because you’re great at your job, and satoru helps you be great, nobody really questions when the two of you have time for a 13-course tasting menu at 1pm on a tuesday afternoon. and if they did, all satoru would say that you two had a lovely date 

[klairluna]

Thinking about everything in jjk starts cuz two homies that r actually dating get assaulted by this homeless dilf who needed a quick buck…

[nellielsss]

Ouuuu the tits peeking out... the forearms... yeah I definitely love my man

Just go out there, I'ma stay down here with my man... AIN'T NOTHIN' OUT THERE FOR ME!!!

MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN

Also... The Boy Is Mine fic coming soon 😊 I have to finish Nanami's part first though 🤞

[slvttyplum]

so now y’all all of a sudden toji defenders? oh chile boo. i’m still calling him a broke hobo because he deserves his lashings!! like idc, why everybody switching up

[sanjisblackasswife]

I want yall to walk with me for a moment..and hear me out of Toji being a military (or ex military) man and wearing this.

[midnightwriter21]

jjk hcs: "what's in my bag"

characters: satoru gojo, toji fushiguro, kento nanami

warnings: idk i say bad words sometimes thats it

AN: a list of items the characters can't leave the house without and why

SATORU GOJO

he can't leave the house without his flavored lip balm!

specifically strawberry flavored

he also always packs around an extra blindfold and extra sunglasses!

he might be the honored one but that doesn't mean he doesn't lose shit

and he does. he loses his sunglasses all the time. that's why he has several pairs at home and why he keeps extra just in case

his wallet!!

his wallet containing that luxurious black card and his jujutsu sorcerer ID

he def waves his ID in utahime's face every time he sees her too

"see this?" *shoves the ID in her face* "it says right here... 'special grade' that's why i'm amazing!"

also candy

bro stays stocked on anything sugary.

TOJI FUSHIGURO

a cardboard sign that says "will murder children for money" written in black marker

he sits under the overpass holding it up hoping somebody will stop and give him work

KENTO NANAMI

breath mints!!!!

bro is NOT gonna have bad breath ong.

he's finished drinking his coffee? he's popping a mint

he finished eating? he's popping a mint

he just finished exorcising a curse? he's popping a mint

a tie clip

this is self explanatory

he gotta stay looking fresh yk

he got that shit on tho!!

he def carries around a handkerchief

idk why i just know he does

i feel it in my bones

[tiedsuccubus]

Toji giving you his black card to go shopping but it’s really just a card painted black

[tojisun]

insane but toji the type to use his sugaring money on you 😭

“where the hell did you get this much money?” you asked, your brows furrowed at seeing the stacks of designer paper bags scattered all over your bed.

toji, the bastard, shrugged his shoulders, smirking as he continued to watch you. “oh, you know.”

“i really don’t.”

he playfully rolled his eyes with a chuckle. “c’mon, sweet girl. jus’ try ‘em on? f’r me?”

“god, toji,” you groaned as your mind began to piece what toji might have done to afford all these. “you’re just so-!”

[gojuo]

[heejayy]

I just love as a collective we all know that Toji is a fine ass broke man 😭😭

[erotica1star]

[kankuroplease]

I was wondering if you have any jjk ocs 👀 (not expecting such a massive group like in nart because gurl, that's insane and i love it)

I have one, but like, very little sfw material for her and tumblr would have me banned shishvhsv

Disclaimer: she just likes the worm, not Toji 🤣

[brianmaysclog]

NO I am NOT thinking of mid 40s single dad Toji whose in desperate need of a babysitter and he ends up falling for them