#my toshi bear

[natriae]

ive been thinking 🤔🤔 how did you and Dilf!Toshi meet?

cw// 14 year age gap (26 & 40), y/n had a silly little celebrity crush, fluff, no smut

"come on," your friend whined while the bouncer gave you two weird looks. Recently your friend's asshole ex boyfriend finally decided to cut things off leaving you to deal with the mess left behind. She wanted absolutely nothing more than to get completely wasted and go home with a stranger.

Being the supportive friend you are you went along to keep her safe. However, now you're wishing you hadn't. Between the flashing lights, loud music, and drunk adults it was getting on your nerves. Sitting at the bar you kept your eye on your friend as she danced with several men. Not noticing the large body that sat next to you.

"are you okay?" a deep voice rang out. What caught you off guard was how it barley had any tone too it. No one is that serious at a bar. Turning to you right you watch as the olive haired man takes a sip of his drink. His hair geled back and top three buttons of his shirt undone. His biceps pulling at the fabric of his sleeves as his arm flexes. You've seen this man before just not quite sure where.

"sorry," he interrupts and bows his body in his chair, "Ushijima Wakatoshi."

You eyes widened as you realized who's in front of you. How couldn't you have noticed. In response you respectfully bow back at the older man. The alcohol that was in your body immediately fading away.

"are you alright?" he asks again, face unmoving.

"i'm okay," you respond, face flushed. Feeling embarrassed remembering how in middle school you and your friends would gawk over the Olympic players. Instantly remembering countless nights looking up photos and videos of the then 27 year old man and giggling over his handsomeness. He's gotta at least be in his forties now you thought.

You watch as he waves his hand at the bartender, "two Manhattans," he casually asks handing over a black card to pay for the drinks. Still in shock your brain can barely process what's happening let alone speak.

Before you can thank him for the drink an arm lands on your shoulder pulling you out of your daze. "hey, sexy wanna come with me?" the man asks winking at you.

"hands off," the wing spiker commands, "she uncomfortable" he adds standing up. The strangers facade clearly switches up noticing the size difference between them. Ushijima's aura alone is enough to scare someone away, but with the way his eyes squint and his thick eyebrows drawing down in disgust you're not surprised the man scoffs and walks away.

"Are you alone?" the frowning man asks crossing his arms. Seemingly squaring himself to guard you.

You try to look around his body to find your friend, but his body covers more ground than you'd think. "yeah but..." your phone lights up at a new notification. Your friend seemingly found her prey for the night and sends a photo, "nevermind she left with someone," you solemnly tell him.

"come with me," he states, dropping cash on the bar as a tip. Before you could respond he's dragging you out of the bar into the dark streets of Tokyo.

"ow," you hiss when his grip gets to strong. His body quickly stops and attentively checks your body before realizing he's the one that hurt you. You watch as his eyes glaze over before looking to the side and taking a deep breath.

"my apologies," he he breathes out bowing before you. His body doesn't more till he hears the words leave your mouth.

"it's alright, you didn't mean it," you tell him reassuringly while rubbing your red wrist.

He stands back up and stares at your face before speaking. For a forty year old man he looks an awful lot like a teenager right now. His body stiff as a board as his mouth fights to get the words out. "you are alright with...me taking you back to my place?" He asks although coming out more as a statement. You giggle at his change in demeanor amd grab his hand and begin walking.

"So where's your car number 27?"

[momonokopan]

5/5/2023

now that i think of it i always draw young hijikata for his birthday

[bread-is-my-life]

I have the perfect gif for the first drawing lol

More of my lecture doodles. I can’t remember the last Toshi was supposed to be fem or not lmaoooo

[loveushijima]

ushijima bf hcs!!! like how would he be as a bf?

thank youuu!! <33

ushijima wakatoshi as your boyfriend!

fluffffffffffff, clueless ushiwaka | female reader

a/n: hi pookie bear im so sorry but i have no idea how to write headcanons so i hope this is acceptable n i did ur request justice <3 😭 also not proofread!

Let’s start from the beginning:

Ushijima would not understand that his feelings for you are more than just platonic.

In the beginning, Ushijima would see you as a great friend to have.

But overtime, he would start to feel weird. The slightest touch you give him would send electricity all over his body, he’d memorise your daily schedule and subconsciously alter his path so he’d be able to bump into you more, and he’d take notice of the way you smiled or the way you put your hand up to cover your lips whenever you laughed.

He thought your smile and laugh were beautiful and contagious, why would you ever feel the need to do that?

Ushijima wouldn’t think much about it, he’d brush it off as him treating you nicer because you’re one of his only girl friends.

Tendou, however, isn’t that dense.

Tendou took notice of the way whenever something reminded Ushijima of you, he’d immediately ask out loud, “I wonder if she’d like this…” or, “If she was here right now, she would probably enjoy this very much.”

He sighs, his friend is not very adapt to his own feelings.

Tendou has a loooooong conversation with Ushijima before Ushijima finally realises that his feelings for you aren’t purely platonic.

“Wakatoshi-kun, do you get butterflies in your stomach whenever I lay a hand on you?”

“No.”

“Do you ever think my smile is beautiful and contagious?”

“…not really.”

“Ouch. But there you go, Waka-kun!”

“Ah.”

Ushijima isn’t the type to beat around the bush and get shy and blushy once he comes to terms with his feelings. Actually, he would be the type to not confess to you at all in case the confession completely ruins the friendship. But with Tendou’s relentless peer pressure, Ushijima eventually gives in and asks if you’d be available to meet around the dormitory buildings one evening after all classes at Shiratorizawa Academy has ended.

There, he confesses.

“I have feelings for you.” He confesses… rather bluntly.

“Oh?”

“Yes. I would rather we just pretend this did not happen and go back to being how we normally were before this confession.”

“What???? But you didn’t even let me answer!”

“Oh. My apologies, go on.”

“If you would’ve let me talk, I would’ve accepted your confession! Idiot.”

Ushijima blinks in surprise and lets a small smile spread across his features.

“Thank you for accepting my confession.”

Now, Ushijima Wakatoshi as a boyfriend:

You would 100% be his first girlfriend, so please be patient! Whatever he says or does that gets on your nerves, he promises he means no harm — he’s just super oblivious.

Canonically, Wakatoshi is very well-mannered and polite. The epitome of a gentleman.

However, sometimes social cues fail him and his low emotional intelligence can be the death of him. Sometimes he can appear too blunt or aloof.

“Gosh, how did I fail this test?”

“I think you did not study hard enough. Try harder next time.”

“😡.”

He genuinely thinks he’s giving you constructive criticism and helping you out but in actuality, all you wanted was a listening ear.

There are certain things you have to be upfront with Wakatoshi about, such as certain wants. Wakatoshi is an upfront person himself, so as your boyfriend he’d be more than grateful if you just communicated your feelings to him straight up with no filter.

Setting all that aside, he tries so hard for you.

“So when I say, ‘Oh noooo, I failed a test!’ What are you supposed to say, Toshi?”

“I can’t believe you failed. That damned professor did you so wrong. The school system sucks.”

“Yes!!!!!!!!!” And you kiss him all over his face after his new and improved response. He smiles and leans in even more.

Wakatoshi’s love languages would also definitely be Acts of Service and Gift Giving.

He isn’t a man of many words, so he tries to make up for the lack of poetry by showing you his love, through his gestures. It could range from the bare minimum such as holding the door open for you, pushing your head gently onto his shoulder if you were nodding off to sleep, or whenever you’re both walking on a path beside an open road with traffic, he makes sure you stand safely inside and he stands on the side nearer to the road.

Or, it could be things more evident to show you he loves you. Such as making you bento boxes from scratch (all the ingredients fresh from his farm, of course), letting you wear his jacket if you get cold and blushing because of how cute you looked in it, or sometimes just being present with you. During the weekends, if he doesn’t have volleyball training and you have some errands to run, he offers to follow you and help run some of the errands on your list to make your life easier — it warms your heart but you always decline and tell him, “You don’t have to! I can do all this myself, Toshi. How about you just keep me company for the day while I run these errands? I would love to hear more about that match you played last Friday against that one school!”

He loves you so much.

As I mentioned before, Wakatoshi is not a man of many words. So, he would definitely enjoy the idea of gift giving very much. It doesn’t matter what you’re talking about, it could be the manga you and Tendou were currently reading together or how many different types of rice you could name, Wakatoshi listens to every single thing you talk about.

And he remembers.

Wakatoshi walks up to you one Monday morning, a bag in his hand and his normal aloof expression on his face. He hands you the bag and you look up at him confused. You open up the bag and gasp loudly, beaming ear to ear as you pick up the box from inside the bag. It was a figurine of the main character in that manga you and Tendou were reading. You jump into Wakatoshi’s arms as his aloof expression turns into one of fondness. He could stay in that position forever if God wills.

Remember the bento boxes Wakatoshi would make for you? He’d 100% remember your favourite type of rice and use that specific grain type for your bento boxes.

Wakatoshi remembered all the small, funny and mundane things about you, but sometimes that’s all you need. Everyone always remembers the exciting and thrilling things, like that one time you shop-lifted or that one time you got into a disciplinary case. Wakatoshi felt like a breath of fresh air from all the chaos. It felt nice to have someone remember your favourite flowers, or your favourite type of rice.

It’s a type of love that’s so innocent and pure, and sometimes that’s the best kind of love.

Wakatoshi would also definitely share more about himself with you than he has with anyone ever. He would tell you about his father leaving, his left-handedness being his mother’s biggest shame in life, and if he ever feels overworked or burnt out at times with volleyball. Wakatoshi was never one to moan and groan about his problems, but he just felt so safe with you, as if he could tell you anything and you’d still be there with him every step of the way. He felt so, so safe with you.

He’d want you to tell him about your problems too if you are ever facing any troubles. He wouldn’t force it out of you but of course he hopes that one day you’d be comfortable enough to share more about yourself with him. Wakatoshi really wants to know more about you as the relationship progresses more.

Wakatoshi is definitely the type of boyfriend who’d walk you to class in the morning and back to the dormitories in the evening. He’s a busy student — being the captain and ace of the volleyball team and juggling his academics was no easy task, but he always makes sure to accompany you whenever he has free time. Wakatoshi could spend just 5 minutes with you and he’d already be in a better mood after chatting with you.

The Shiratorizawa Volleyball Team Year 1s™ thank you for your service, as ever since their captain has gotten together with you, he’s become better vocally during trainings and so much more approachable. Of course he’s not hooting and hollering across the gymnasium, but he actually mumbles out a small “Nice kill.” now if impressed by one of his members.

One time Wakatoshi told Goshiki that his serves that training session were good and the junior swore he heard angels singing and he almost ascended to heaven on the spot.

You definitely brought out the best in Wakatoshi, and he loved you for that.

[dynachan]

The subliminal messages between vol 1 and vol 42; My theory

I saw someone point out "the heroes in the background are no longer painted red. Is there any significance?" And personally. I think there is. Or at least, I think it's a neat theory.

(Horikoshi loves his easter eggs and hidden messages)

Vol 1 to vol 42 side by side comparison.

Here's why:

"Nothing Is Nobler Than Self Sacrifice”

From the beginning of the show, we're shown that Toshinori Yagi, or better known as All Might, is the symbol of peace. The strongest. THE number ONE hero. He is seen as someone that people look up to and rely on for peace in Japan. But where does that leave him? Well...

It leaves him in a position where people are overly reliant on him. Partially due to people not really viewing heroes as people and moreso as these powerful gods who are to save the day, and in part because of his own character flaws. Toshi, as his All Might persona, is always protecting and saving people with a smile no matter what. He's depicted as enthusiastic and kind of your typical stereotypical hero you'd see in comics. But as Toshi, he's more reserved. But as both, he's very optimistic and...

Self sacrificial.

There's no way to sugar coat it. I love him a lot but Toshi is a martyr type character. He sees himself as someone who everyone needs to rely on. Even to the point where he keeps going after his life altering injuries after his fight fight with All For One. But because of this. He tends to do things on his own. Thinking he can bear the brunt of being that symbol for everyone. Even Night Eye told him if he kept on that route he is going to die.

Now this is where Izuku comes in. Toshi chose Izuku because he had the same characteristics of what he himself believes to be the essence of a true hero. Which, I believe is true to some degree. The only problem is Izuku originally had the same tendencies to self sacrifice and sees himself as someone who has to do this on his own. And he did almost go down the same self destructive path Toshi did... Except for the fact that....

Izuku had his support system knock some sense into him. Class 1A prevented Izuku from going down the same path Toshi was going to go down. They told him that they would tackle the threat of the villains with togetherness. That it wasn't going to be an "I" but rather a "we".

The symbol of peace is a pillar. But pillars cannot hold a structure with only one. There has to be multiple helping. And that was one of the lessons in the series.

All this to say...

I believe, that having the heroes in red, and the heroes of the next generation in color was intentional. Because...

All Might thought he could do it all on his own with his desire to be the symbol of peace. Pushing others away in the process and having an overreliance on him and him alone. But...

But with Izuku, he got over that hurdle. And they all became symbols of peace to help lead the next generation. Together.

[maybe-its-5sos]

Dad (All Might Headcanon)

Requested: No Idea: What Toshinori would be like as your dad!

He's the softest sweetest dad!

He just wants to keep you happy and safe

He also wants to make you super proud!

He's absolutely wound around your little finger....what ever his baby wants, his baby gets! "Daddy, I wanna go to the zoo!" Toshinori having just sat down after an exhausting day of fighting crime "Of course dear, get dressed and lets go!" "I want that big bear plushy!" "okay!" he smiles reaching for his wallet.

He'll let you style his hair all you want. The mountain of a man will sit in front of the couch while you climb his back like a jungle gym, putting in cute hair clips and braiding it! "Daddy what do you think?" you cheerfully ask giving him a little hand held mirror. "I look fantastic, you should be my stylist, pumpkin!" He grins proudly, flipping his loose hair.

He'll absolutely play pretend and take part in tea parties, tiara and all... tho he had to have the chairs be made sturdier so he didn't flatten them with the power of them cheeks.

Lets you use his capes as blankets.

He always makes you walk towards the inside of the sidewalk. Tho when you're really young, he wont even let you walk at all and carries you around.

He would hold your hand at every doctors appointment! Knowing that you hate the hospital issued bandages because their industrial strength-, skin removing-, soul ripping-glue, he brings his own to make for a less fussy appointment.

He also does a full monster check in the house before putting you to bed. "Yep, no monsters there!" he says getting up from the floor after looking under you bed. "What about in there?" you ask pointing at the slightly open closet, hiding under your blanket. "Nothing in here either!" he smiles, after shuffling some clothes and looking around. He closes the door.

He'll read you bedtime stories and tucks you in. And yes, he gives all the characters voices.

Absolutely will let you sleep in his bed if you have a nightmare ("don't fear, why? Because I am here!" he says groggily with a smile), or even if you're just super fussy about going to bed.

He'll spoil you without making you a brat. He explains to you that not everyone can afford everything you two have. It absolutely warms his heart when you want to donate a bunch of toys to the less fortunate!

He doesn't expect you to ever become a hero, he just wants you to do whatever you love doing. Plus he doesn't want you to put yourself in unnecessary danger.

Kinda gives him a heart attack when you come home from school telling him that you want to be a hero like him. He won't try to change your mind (too hard) tho. He might try to sway you a bit, but gives up when he realizes that you're just as stubborn as him.

If you get hurt, that man is there with a first aid kit before you even realize you got hurt in the first place. "dad it's just a scratch." your roll your eyes as the large man cleans and puts an obnoxious bandage on your wound.

When you get older (teenager and so on) ya'll will absolutely have dinner/movie nights. Toshi loves spending any time with you that he can, especially when he can no longer be in his larger form

He thinks he isn't the cool dad anymore, but you constantly have to remind him that he's the best dad you could've ever ask for, plus now he doesn't take up 90% of the couch, so honestly you prefer it.

You're the light of his life and you'll never know how much your good ol' dad truly loves you.

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With love,

-K

[hauntingkiki]

could you do young, student! allmight x student! reader?

they both go to UA and they’re in the same class, and they’re sitting besides next to each other and they become friends.

then a few months later or so, they start crushing on each other(without knowing it), and the reader gets injured during a practice match and he gets worried and confesses to her, thinking she was badly injured, but she ends up being okay and recovering.

ooo!! this is a really good concept!:3

Home Room Buddies

Student! All Might/Toshi x Student! Reader

My Hero Academia

2nd POV

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your hands gently shook slightly as you held your schedule, your eyes darting around the white sheet of paper, the words “UA HIGH” was at the top in bold, ‘heroic’ font.

swallowing thickly, you looked at your first class, which was in class 1A. you knew it was one of the best classes in the school, so you had to take this seriously otherwise your shot at being a hero was going to be ruined.

you came to a halt, your eyes glued to the floor before slowly looking up through your lashes, the red font of ‘1A’ immediately caught your attention, making the butterflies in your stomach even worse.

you shook your head with a faint groan; you were being ridiculous. once you were inside you were going to calm down and you were going to be just fine. gently slapping your cheeks with both hands, you sucked in a breath and made your way into the classroom.

the cold air of the classroom immediately hit you once you took a step inside, soothing your redden cheeks. blinking a few times as you adjusted your tote bag, you glanced around the room, getting familiar with the layout before noticing the name plates that were scattered along the desktops. you shuffled your way towards your desk, not picking up your feet as you walked towards the desk that was near the back of the classroom. you slowly stopped hearing the ringing that was in your ears, the sounds of students voices soon filled the void of the buzzing noise.

you slipped your bag off your shoulder, placing it by your desk before taking a seat, adjusting your skirt a few times so it wasn’t bothering you as you sat. your fingers fiddled with the helm of your muted green skirt that fell a little above your knees, faded black ink stained the skin around your knees from doodles you did a few days prior.

kids started to pour into the classroom, filling up the desks before the bell rang, which seemed to be a minute after all the desks were filled with students. the teacher soon came into the classroom, a stack of papers were in her hands before dropping them off on her podium. she did a quick introduction, her eyes glued on the sheets as she grabbed a good, small stack of the papers. as she spoke, she walked around the room, dropping the packets on every desk. she explained that this assignment was to further her knowledge on what all of her students were capable of, outside of your quirks.

once the paper slipped in front of you, you gulped at the equations that filled the page. you opened the packet with both hands, skimming through it to get your bearings. first page, front and back, was math, the erector pages were english, one page of history and science. not too bad, but you didn’t really want to do this; especially on the first day, that is!

with a huff through your nose, you twilled your pencil in between your fingers, skimming over the problems, you started off with the more easier questions, waiting to do the harder questions later when you had some form of help.

you perked up when you felt a finger tap on the back of your shoulder. turing your head to glance at the culprit, you noticed a teen boy with bright blond hair. he had two, think strands in the front that were longer than the rest that fell in front of his face, the back of his hair was messy, looking unkept, but it suited him well. he also had bright blue eyes, a few scars that were on his hands and face as well, you were guessing from his quirk.

his face was a soft pink, , scratching at his cheek as he pointed at the problem that was left blank, faint marks of led were barely noticeable. “do you think you can help me with this problem?” he asked, watching as your eyes skimmed over the text that was shown in front of you. when he made eye contact with you, he gulped and glanced off to the side, continuing on with his reason. “i noticed that you had that whole section complete, so i wanted to ask you if you could help me.”

you smiled softly, nodding as you passed him your paper, letting him take it from your hands before fully turning in your seat, your torso pressed against the back of your chair as your arms rested on his desk. you snapped your fingers slightly, your eyes widening slightly. “oh, and when you’re done, could you help me with a problem? i’ve been stuck for a good while now.” you gulped embarrassingly, a faint chuckle escaped your lips.

he glanced up from the paper, blinking at you for a moment before nodding with a toothy grin on his face. “yeah, of course!” he beamed, turning back to the papers, pressing his lips together as he continued writing.

you noticed two metal wires that wrapped around his teeth. ‘retainers..must’ve had braces a while ago’ you thought to yourself, watching as he finished up the problem, passing your paper back to you. you flipped through the papers, humming once you found the problem. “this is the one, by the way.” you pointed it out to him, lowering the packet so he was able to see.

he hummed softly, flipping to the same page before smiling, turning the paper so you were able to see it.

you grinned, quickly writing down the answer that he had on his page.

silence fell over the two of you as you continued writing before the blond cleared his throat, holding out his right hand. “i-i’m toshinori. toshinori yagi.” he smiled, tilting his head to the left.

you blinked a few times before smiling, taking his hand into yours. “i’m y/n. y/n l/n.” you beamed, the two of you awkwardly staring at one another, the grip on each others hands was tight and firm, as if you two have known each other for years.

toshi quickly pulled his hand away after a moment of holding yours, blushing slightly when he realized that his palms were getting sweaty for a million different reasons. he watched you continue to write down the answer before handing the packet back to him. “say…” he started, swallowing when you perked up at his voice. he scratched his cheek with his index finger, glancing off the the side as he spoke in a somewhat shy voice. “would you like to be friends…? that way we’re not completely alone in the school.”

your eyes widen slightly at his proposal, your cheeks flushed pink as you nodded with a warm grin. “yeah, i’d like that!” you chuckled softly, spinning the pencil in between your fingers.

toshinori nodded as he grinned back, his face equally pink as yours, if not more. “great…great!” he beamed, swallowing when his voice got a little too loud, putting people attention onto the two of you. the two of you chuckled nervously, toshinori holding back a laugh as you shushed him playfully, holding a finger over your lips.

at this moment, you both knew that you two would be fine together.

•••

months have passed since the first day of school, both toshi and you closer than ever. toshinori trusted you with everything he was, and the same with you. he trusted you to the point where he told you about his quirk, the truth about his quirk, which was a doozy in itself.

~~

you swallowed, your hands gently pressed against his knee as your brows furrowed in worry, trying to make eye contact with the blond but he kept moving his head away from yours. “toshi….talk to me…” you whispered, gently squeezing his knees.

he swallowed thickly, his hands clammy from the nerves. he took a shaky breath in, closing his eyes as he took a few more deep breaths. “it’s not that hard to explain…” he muttered under his breath, trying to figure out the best way to explain it.

you shook your head softly, humming softly. “just…say whatever’s in your mind…we’ll piece everything together, okay?” you reassured, getting worried for the boy and how stressed out he was getting.

he nodded faintly, sitting up straight, keeping his gaze away from you. “i…okay….” he swallowed, taking a moment before speaking again. “i….i was born quirkless…my power was given to me by the number one hero; nana shimura…”

your eyes widen, your jaw dropping harshly that you though it snapped off of your head. “…what…?” you muttered out, any other words you tried saying ended up being gibberish.

toshinori nodded softly, sighing as his body continued to shake. “yeah…she’s teaching me everything i know…she’s my master…” he meekly confessed, rubbing his hands along his thighs to get rid of the sweat.

you nodded softly, staring at him for a moment before engulfing him into a hug. your grip was tight and reassuring, your chin resting on his shoulder.

he flinched in shock, not expecting you to hug him, especially since he was lying to you for months. he slowly wrapped his arms around you, his face burrowing into the crook of your neck, tears swelling in his eyes as he squeezed you, not wanting to let go of you. “thank you…” he muttered against your skin shakily, choking on a sob.

you shook your head softly, a faint smile on your lips. “don’t mention it…thank you for telling me, toshi…”

~~

a hand snapped in front of your face, startling out of your daydream. “jeez, h/n! thought we lost you for a moment!” toshi snapped slightly, relived that you snapped out of it. “come on, it’s just the two of us against class b!”

you let out a scream, dodging an attack by a few inches, your eyes wide as you scrambled to your feet, taking a few steps back. “JEEZ!” you cried, running off and following toshi. “what’s the plan now, all might?!”

toshi was quite, trying to think of a plan. he didn’t really have one at the moment; everything happened so fast that it was hard to keep up with everything that was going on. he came to halt, turning around on his heel to tell you the random plan that popped into his mind. he opened his mouth, stumbling over his words when he realized that you were gone. he mentally cursed to himself when the announcement was heard throughout out the training ground, the voice of class 1b beaming as she beamed about her classes win for the round.

you let out a groan, pushing yourself out of the grasp of a class 1b student, shuttering faintly as you walked away from him. you brushed your hair out of your face, glancing around for toshi before letting out a yelp, stumping back as you were immediately tackled into a hug. your eyes went vast, blinking a few times before gasping when you realized who it was. “toshi! w-what are you doing?!”

he pulled away slightly, his hands on your waist as his gaze lingered over your body, checking for any wounds or injuries. “what happened?! y-you just vanished!” he sighed, his hands going up to your shoulders, shaking you gently.

you hummed softly, fiddling with your hero costume. “it was a sneak attack…they knew they only had a few more seconds until the match was over so they went all out, the three of them catching me and taking me to their ‘jail’…” you muttered embarrassingly, glancing off to the side before making eye contact with the blond. “i’m sorry…i didn’t mean to scare you or make you worried or anything…”

toshi sighed softly in relief, glad that you weren’t badly injured, just a few scratches and scrapes. “of course i worried!…i deeply care about you, y/n…” he confessed, his cheeks a faint pink hue.

you immediately noticed, quirking a brow as you dragged him away from the other students. “toshi…are you okay…? you’re red in the face…” you muttered, stopping once you two were a good distance from everyone else.

he groaned, running both hands down his face, his heart pounding in his chest as he realized what kind of situation he got himself into. “look…y/n, i…” he swallowed, staying silent for a moment as he silently argued with himself, not sure if this is the best course of action. but despite everything in him telling him not to, he swallowed again. “i….i um…really, really like you, y/n.” he muttered out, his body shaking faintly from the confession.

your eyes widen, cheeks flushed to a deep red at his words. you weren’t expecting that to be the thing that he said to you. “o-oh wow…toshi…” you gasped out, swallowing thinking as you licked you lips, struggling to find the right words for this situation.

the two of you fell silent, toshinori anxiously waiting for your answer, his body shaking faintly from anticipation.

you let out a few strangled sounds, trying to find your voice but struggling the first few times. she swallowed, taking a deep breath before nervously looking him in the eyes. “i…i like you too, toshinori…”

his breath got caught in his throat from your words, his face a bright red as he swallowed thickly. “you…you do…?” he mumbled after a moment of silence between the two of you. he released a breath he was holding when he saw your faint nod, your eyes breaking contact and glancing over to the side. slowly, he brought you into a hug, his arms tight around your body as if he was scared you’d slip away. “you don’t know how happy i am to hear that…”

you froze for a few moment before slowly wrapping your arms around him, smiling faintly at his words, also releasing a breath you were holding.

he pulled back after a moment, his arms still wrapped around your frame as he shyly looked you in the eyes. “does….does tonight at seven work?” he quirked a brow, smiling weakly down at you. “maybe we could catch a movie or something fun…”

your eyes softened as you nodded, a faint hum following after as you placed your hands on his shoulders when he pulled away. “yeah…that works for me.”

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OMG IM SO SO SO SORRY I HAVENT POSTED IM SO LONGGG!!😖😖😖 i’ve been really unmotivated lately but hopefully i’ll start writing again😢

[trueshellz]

Young parents Ushijima x readers toddler waddles into the gym cue confused Goshiki noises

You had been walking to your husband's practice with your toddlers hand clasped tightly. One of her small hand was wrapped in yours and her other hand was clutching her teddy bear, a mascot with Toshi's number on there and a frown to match the man himself. You were carrying lunch for him, something he somehow had forgotten this morning when he was wrestling hair ties into your daughters hair and decided to stop in to see him during practice.

A squeal had you looking down, her finger pointing to the door of the practice hall as she somehow escaped your clutches and ran full speed to the door. At the same time, the strap on your bag failed and it came tumbling down to the floor, between the wayward child and the broken bag now on the floor you could only sweep everything up and try to catch up.

To say Goshiki was confused was an understatement.

Not only had a small child, cute as shit child but a child none the less, waddled into the hall, but this child was carrying a teddy with Ushijima's number on. Big green eyes looking up at him, her hair in two slightly messy pigtails with a hoodie and jeans down to her light up trainers. He blinked a few times, the volleyball left bouncing on the floor.

"Er... hi?"

"Papa here?" Her sweet voice carrying through the hall making everyone stare.

"Papa? Who's your Papa?"

"Asuka? What on earth?"

A screech of laughter as Ushijima picked her up, her hands instantly going around his neck and covering his face with wet kisses. The bear still clutched in her hand now landing kisses on his face aswell, his hands holding her close to his chest making him look almost... fatherly. Then a loud noise from the door made him look up to see a tired woman at the door, her hands clutching a bag to her chest and a bento box in her other hand.

"Crazy child got away. Again."

Goshiki stood in shock as Ushijima glanced at the little girl with a raised eyebrow, her little grin still present even as she apologised to both of them before kissing him again. The woman coming over to tickle her nose before placing a quick peck on Ushijima's face.

"Wha? Huh?"

"This is my wife and our daughter, Asuka."

"But... but..."

"I think we broke him, babe."

A giggle as you leaned into your husband, his warm body next to yours and an arm slung casually around your waist. His shirt was a little damp with sweat, his hair stuck to his forehead and chest heaving but he was still handsome as ever and made your ovaries twitch everytime. Two pairs of green eyes glanced at Goshiki, his own eyes wide in shock as he pointed between all of you. The noise attracting attention from the other team members, equally confused and then laughter as they saw the animated Goshiki suddenly mute and flabbergasted.

"But...how?"

Ushijima's voice cut through the random confused noises. "Do we really need to give you a lesson in human reproduction? I thought you were brighter than that?"

[mrs-kodzuken]

The beginning of new love ♡

Pairing: Aged up!Wakatoshi Ushijima x fem!reader

WC: 1k

Genre: fluff

CW: fem!reader, fluff, kind of oc ushijima, just (y/n) loving ushi, big baby ushijima

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The lightening of the TV flashed upon Ushijima's peaceful, sleeping face. I peeked upon his face from the position I was in which was laying on his broad chest.

He's been practicing like crazy lately, of course I hadn't minded, but he does need a break here and there.

There really isn't a time where he's not practicing like his life force depends on it but I understand wanting to constantly improve yourself.

I run a hand through his soft olive hair.

I didn't want to wake him up by asking him to move to his bedroom. So, I simply grabbed the blanket from the side of the couch and pulled it on top of his large frame.

The blanket is always there just in case he or I ever fall asleep on the couch.

As much as he hates sleeping on the couch, I can't bear to wake him up from his slumber. I bent down to kiss his cheek and smiled softly at him.

Not to be creepy but I love staring at him when he's sleep. Toshi has really fierce but elegant features and they are so gorgeous on him.

I checked the time and it was around ten at night, I guess he must have really worn himself out today at practice.

I started to feel bad because I was the one who wanted to watch a movie in the first place.

I grabbed the remote to switch off the TV and cleaned up our empty popcorn bowl. I aimed to be extremely quiet in order to not disturb the hunk of a man sleeping on the couch.

I glanced over at him once more before heading to his room. I definitely didn't want to kill him with all my weight by sleeping on him all night.

I would have suffocated the poor guy.

Once I was in his bedroom, I left the door open, no matter how much it scared me. It was just in case he woke up and decided to come in here.

I'll have to say, Ushijima's bed was way bigger than mine for sure.

This meant that whenever l sleep in his bed, it's like I'm a small bug. No joke.

I switched out of my clothes into his large and comfy sweatshirt and shorts. I love being a little replica of him.

Sinking into his unusually comfortable bed, I pulled my phone out.

Deciding to play a game till I got tired seemed like the best option. I opened my 'games' folder on my phone and picked one.

After a while, I had grown bored of my games and phone. I glanced over to his side of the bed and looked at his pillow.

I snatched it and pulled it towards me, pretending that it was Toshi, I cuddled it. The scent of him enveloped me as I breathed it in deeper into my lungs.

If he saw me right now he would definitely think I'm being more weird than the usual amount.

I checked the time and saw that it was almost 12 am. Sighing, I turned over to my left, still cuddling the pillow tightly against my chest.

A strange feeling made my body awake. I peeled my eyes open to see a tall figure at the end of the bed.

That's not scary at all.

A chill ran down my spine as fear shocked through throughout my body. I calmed down as I came to the realization it was just Wakatoshi.

The poor guy had the couch blanket wrapped around his body and head. The simple gesture made him have the resemblance of a child.

A very large child.

I picked up my phone to see what time it was, my clock on the lock screen had shone 3 am brightly, almost blinding me.

Leaning up, my body still heavy with sleep even after the scare. I opened my mouth just a bit to speak but he beat me to it.

"Why'd you leave me in there by myself?" He questioned me quietly.

I raised an eyebrow and refrained from letting out a little laugh.

"Really? You were sleeping and I didn't want to wake you. Did you want to sleep in here?" I chuckled and moved over more so he could lay down beside me.

Once in, his big arms held warmth as he pulled me closer to his chest. I just couldn't help but to roll my eyes at his soft state.

I didn't know he had such a soft and delicate side along with his usual demeanor.

"You're so cute." I turned over more to peck his rosy tinted lips.

I watched him stare at me as I did so back to him, a kind of awkward silence filled between us before he got my hint. Moving in towards me, he kissed my lips.

I chuckled as he pulled away with a slight pout. I could only wonder what was going on in his mind. His eyes trailed all over my face.

That must've been a sight to see, I had just woken up after all.

He leaned in once again but started pecking all over my face. I started giggling at him while he kissed my nose. This is so unlike his usual behavior that if anyone were to see, it would be unbelievable.

"I like you." He stated, straight faced, when he was done pecking all over my face. I couldn't help but to let out a cry of laughter. It simply just escaped my mouth.

"I like you too, Toshi," I softly replied, leaning up to kiss his nose too.

We have been in a relationship for about four months and he keeps saying that. I think it's really adorable, it was as if he didn't know there was anything else he could say besides, I like you.

On the same note, it felt a bit too early to rush into saying the 'I love you's'.

I turned back around and let him nuzzle into me, his face buried within the crook of my neck. A smile graced my lips before I had fallen asleep once again for that night.

However, this time Toshi had me wrapped in his big warming arms and I felt complete.

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a/n: this is from my book “Haikyuu x Reader One Shots” on Wattpad! I hope you enjoyed and let me know if you want more!

the header is from bianca 🖇️ on Pinterest

[dimicul]

bear with me 🍎

🧸 ushijima x reader, some fluff basically, him being him, sharing headphones, not fully finished but yk yolo

You loved the route back home.

It’s a tricky one to find, hidden behind clusters of large trees and bushes, almost hidden away from the public eye. Honestly, you weren’t sure how you found it, but you just remember swatting at the scratchy branches and peering over the makeshift wooden bridge in front of you. The sun always leaks through the leaves, kaleidoscopic patterns of gold on your head, your shoulders, your bike as you trudge past. It’s a short path, not exactly a shortcut, but it’s quiet. Hidden away from the main highway by your school. Nice and tucked away.

Dirty, busted up converses dig into the soil as you balance on the bridge, hands clutching the handles of your bike. Slow and measured steps. The fall below isn’t bad, you think. Maybe five foot. Your eyes stayed glued on the wooden beams, inhaling sharply as you make your way to the end, the buzz of cicadas filling the silence.

You hated them. Their merlot red eyes, beady and vehement. You can’t count how many nightmares you’ve had imagining their webbed wings fluttering in your face, all up in your hair, making a home for themselves.

He was never scared though. Never.

“Are you close?”

You turn your head a bit, your cheek brushing against the windbreaker collar. “Yeah, yeah…”

An almost ghostly smile tugs at the corner of Ushijima’s lip, and he nods, expectantly, his own hands on his bike. You inhale. He knew you were scared. Hell, of course you were, every single damn time. But you didn’t want him knowing that.

You take another step, a groan under your weight. Eyes widen.

“You’re fine. It was my bike.”

“Ushi,” You warn weakly and swear the bark beneath you shivers the same when he chuckles, full and baritone. He takes a few steps closer, the whirr of his bike chain accenting the buzz.

“I don’t understand why you take this path if you’re scared.”

“I’m not scared.” You reply hastily, brows furrowed. Ushijima hums, oakmoss eyes narrowing a tad. “It’s just… Not stable..”

“We can always turn around.” He offered quietly, his own eyes studying the trees towering above you both. “What if you fall?”

Jeez, way to stress a girl out. “I won’t. I’ve been doing this for a while.”

Ushijima hums, but says nothing. You were adamant on showing him your secret path to and from school. He didn’t get it. Why didn’t you just take the normal path, like him and Tendou? What was wrong with biking down the road? It had to be safer than crossing a gnarly bridge.

Determinedly, you shove that ugly feeling of embarrassment down and push past, converse against oak, bike wheeling beside you. You make sure to note how the wood beneath you looks so similar to his eyes.

“Isn’t it pretty, though?” You muse as soon as you finally cross the bridge, onto a patch of grass near an opening of brambles. Ushijima wasn’t opposed to nature, although he didn’t particularly like the bees or butterflies, like Tendou or you did. Bristling, the man takes another calm step down the bridge, eyes drawing from the trees, the oak, the buzzing of cicadas.

“You risk your life everyday because it’s… pretty?”

You scoff playfully, your bright eyes on him, lips tugging into a smile. God. His heart races picks up a little, fingers flexing against the handlebars. Ushijima isn’t a man of cheap pleasures, but when your lips tug into a cathartic grin, he has no choice to slip.

“You’re so dramatic, Toshi. I’m not gonna die. It’s a five feet drop.”

“You are small. You could easily injure your ankle. Or fall into some poisonous nettles.” Ushijima grunts, giving the bridge a wary look but still continuing calmly to steer his bike over to you. You raise a brow.

“I’m a big girl, I think I can handle it.”

Ever so stubborn. A deep sigh leaves his lungs and he easily steps over the rock in the way, his bike effortlessly gliding to you. Your eyes meet his and you grin.

“So? What’dya think?”

It’s a path, hidden in the woods, away from everyone. Someone could chase you in here and nobody would know. A poorly crafted bridge. Cicadas swarming everywhere. It wasn’t even safe, not for someone like you, who could easily slip and fall. Ushijima rolls his jaw subtly, umber eyes on your expectant smile.

“It’s… nice.”

“What? Just nice? It’s so pretty! Look, they’ve even got a small lake down there!” You point below the bridge, a cool blue catching his eye.

“If you drank that, you could possibly catch som—“

“Why the hell would I drink— Okay, big guy, let’s head out.” Shaking your head with a smile, you hum and pull yourself out onto the pavement. Ushijima follows suit, and hides his frustration as best as he could. Why didn’t you just listen?

Your hands dig into your school blazer pocket and you fish out your jumbled up earphones and your small phone. Ushijima sighs.

“Wha happened to your phone case?”

You blink, pausing to lean the bike against the bus stop wall as you stick the headphone jack in. “Oh, it just got all yellow, I need a new one.”

“You’ll end up cracking it.”

You shake your head, smiling, tilting your phone in his face. “Nah, look! Not a single scratch.”

The man bristles and steers his bike beside yours, crossing his arms, neutral expression as he watches you scroll on your phone. You had so many apps, the brightly coloured widgets making his eyes hurt.

“Wanna listen?” As always, you offer him an earbud. He takes the small white bud and hums, putting in his ear. Before opening his mouth to complain about the ear-bleeding level of volume, your smile catches him off guard.

He loves watching you listen to music. Maybe because you’re so visceral about it, head bobbing up and down ever so slightly, wide eyed and smiling slightly as you listen to whatever K-POP lyrics filled both your ears. Mouthing the lyrics, nose scrunched up. So silly, out in front of everyone. And yet his heart thuds.

“I like this one… Though I’m not sure about the beat.. Here, you pick,” You ramble and thrust the phone in his direction and he grunts.

“You don’t like my music.”

A shrug. “So? I like you.”

His breath hitched. How did you just admit that so freely with a stupid grin? He shakes his head, dark hair falling into his eyes, the phone comically small in his grasp. He scrolls down your playlist.

“Do you think you’d ever win a fight against a bear? Like really?” Your genuine tone catches him off guard as his fingers tap on the Study playlist he made for you. Ushijima huffs, brows narrowing.

“Where did that come from?”

You shrug again, shuffling up onto your bike seat, leaning against it. Ushijima hopes you don’t fall off of it like last time so instinctively, his strong arm holds your bike firmly. “Just wondering, ya know? I feel like I could take one on.”

“Impossible. I suppose it depends on the bear.” He says begrudgingly, tucking your phone into his pocket, stepping in closer so the wires didn’t came apart. “But I doubt that will matter if it’s you.”

“The heck is that supposed to mean, Toshi?”

Ushijima sighs again, barely. “A bear hit could fracture you easily. They’re much larger and stronger than you are, you couldn’t simply outrun them.”

“If I had my bike?” You point out. Ushijima makes a mental note to not let you walk down that path on your own.

“No. They’re fast creatures. Up to 30 to 40 miles per hour.”

“How the hell do you know that?” You frown at your boyfriend. Ushijima doesn’t elaborate, simply explaining with narrowed brows.

“You would easily be mauled and killed, a human your size and with your stamina. Grizzly bears can overpower humans easily. So no, you couldn’t, not even with a weapon.

“That’s — I could shoot it in the face!” Outraged slightly, you gesture a gun. “Or maybe I can fight with it until it becomes tired.”

To your surprise, Ushijima flicks your forehead.

“No. There is no chance. Statistically speaking. Unless you know how to use a knife properly, which we know you can’t.”

Your shoulders falter at his words and you sigh, rolling your eyes and fishing out your phone out of his pocket with a small ‘sure buddy.’ Ushijima bristles, gaze flickering to your face. A beat of silence passes.

“Maybe a cub.”

[starcursedluvrs]

Part II of “TALK”:

“REFINED”

I suguru x pregnant!reader

“So I’ll try to talk

Refined

for fear that you’d find out…”

summary: read part I here! a continuation of the first part of Talk! this installment focuses more on the development of suguru and reader’s relationship, as well as some cute little plot complications that are thrown in their way (sorry not sorry for the angst) <3

A/N: heyyy!! guys i’m so sorry for how delayed this is. i just started a new job and life has been ✨hectic✨ to say the least. there will be a part III and IV, and at least part III will (hopefully) be ready by the time i have to move back to uni. regardless, i’m still very excited to share this and i hope y’all enjoy. (again, likes, reblogs, and comments are highly appreciated <3). 

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. YOU WILL BE BLOCKED. 

warnings!: SPOILERS FOR GOJO’S PAST ARC. THIS IS A PREGNANCY FIC! 18+. nsfw. f!reader. suguru and reader are over the age of 18. explicit sexual content. unprotected sex/oral (f!receiving). breeding kink. fingering. creampie. pregnancy. unplanned pregnancy. lactation kink. lots of angst (and comfort). there’s some more blood in this. gore (it isn’t too in depth). mentions of child abuse. the twins make a few appearances. cute domestic fluff hehe. 

wc: 12k

tag list: @username23345 @chilichopsticks @pjofics @tazuduck @sakui1

“Now, cup your hands and support his head,” cooed your mother,” Yes, just like that.” 

You were 11, and it was your first time holding a baby. You were afraid to hold something so small and so fragile in your hands. But, what you didn’t expect was the intense, overwhelming feeling of love that engulfed you. You pressed a kiss to his forehead, and caught a whiff of that precious newborn scent. It smelled like heaven.

From then on, you were basically Norotoshi’s second mother. You loved that kid - he made your dark world brighter. 

You loved to play with him, kiss his boo boos better. It was your job as the older sibling; you had to protect him. So, you gave him the love and adoration of which you wish you had as a child. 

Sure, your mother was attentive, but the moment it was found that you possessed Blood Manipulation, your time with her was restricted. She was seen as a distraction, which is why you greatly appreciated the arrival of your baby brother. 

One of your favorite memories of him was when you tried to teach him to play hide and seek. As a 2 year old, he didn’t really understand the concept, so every time finished counting and pretended like you couldn’t see his chubby little legs peeking out from behind a curtain, he would run out from the window and tackle you in the tiniest, but strongest, bear hug. 

He's the reason you wanted children so badly. Surely, if they’re all like your sweet Norotoshi, they can’t be that bad for the world. 

… 

January, 2008 (30 weeks) 

Norotoshi stood in the doorway of you and Suguru’s shared suite, drenched in a scarlet substance. Suguru immediately excused himself to make sure there’d was no other lurking threat in the house. 

“Norotoshi, sweetheart, are you okay? Are you hurt? Is this your blood? Where’s Kaachan? Why are you here al-” 

“NEE-CHAN,” your little brother cut you off and ran to your leg, blood dripping all over the floor as he went. 

The emotions of the moment overwhelmed you, and tears began to flow down your face. You slowly sunk to the ground to reach his level. You and your brother sobbed into each other's arms for a moment. 

As you did when he was a baby, you pressed kisses into his forehead, not caring whether or not you got blood on your lips. Even if you did, you would be able to use your technique to wipe it away.

“Toshi, look at me for a second, are you hurt?” You asked as you finally collected yourself. 

“Deep breaths, it’s okay, you’re safe now.” 

“T-they said you,” Norotoshi took a deep sniffle, snot starting to drip down his nose, “They said you were bad. And I said no my nee-chan isn’t bad. But they told me something bad would happen if I didn’t talk to you.”

“Who’s ‘they’?” You asked, a little more panicked. “What exactly did they tell you?” 

“The clan leader. And Oto-San. They told me about a deal, and if you say yes, you can come back home.”

It had been years since you had been home, before your time at Jujutsu Tech. You didn’t even consider that place your home. It’s just the shell that houses you and Norotoshi, the person you actually thought of as home. However, your home was with Suguru now. 

“They also said you can see Kaachan again. She can move back home if you come!” Norotoshi looked quite hopeful. 

It had also been years since you had seen your mother. Four to be exact. She was sent away on Norotoshi’s third birthday - something about getting in the way of training. 

Norotoshi was a very intelligent boy. As soon as he was born, you knew he was going to be the next heir and clan leader. After all, your father’s actual wife hadn’t produced any children with the family technique. Your mother was a concubine, there to preoccupy your father and fulfill his need for an heir. Sure, you and Norotoshi had other half-siblings, but they despised you, as you and your brother were the only ones born with the blood manipulation technique.  

When you were four, you found yourself with a deep cut on your knees following an unsuccessful attempt to climb a tree. When you went to the infirmary on the campus of the Kamo estate, you willed your leg to stop the bleeding. And it did. The blood on your knee cap hardened, and it was declared that you possessed blood manipulation.

That was the first interaction with your father that you could remember. But, you knew you would never be allowed to be a clan head, regardless of the power you posessed. You were female. Deep down, you knew they would never let a woman run the clan. Besides, you were already a disgrace to your family. 

What did they want now?

“Norotoshi, what did they say?” you pressed.

“You’re having a baby right?” Norotoshi asked, pointing to your belly.

“Sweetheart, first of all, I taught you that it’s rude to point. Second, yes, me and Suguru are having a baby,” you said with a soft smile, taking Norotoshi’s tiny hand and placing it on your belly.

“Oto-san told me to tell you that if you come home, you and Sugu will be protected by the clan. All of the charges will be dropped against you two, and you can live in peace,” 

Suspicious. You knew it was bogus that the charges would be dropped against you. Your clan was powerful, but not that powerful. 

“Oto-san also said that if you come home, we can see Kaachan again! She can move back and help you with the baby. The only thing is…” Norotoshi got quiet again and his cheeks went a little red, and not from the blood staining his cheeks.

“What’s the only thing?” 

“Oto-san wants to be the baby’s dad and adopt it. And the baby’s family name will be Kamo, so that if it gets Sugu’s technique…”

“… it will become a hereditary Kamo technique,” you finished, realization dawning upon you. 

“Yeah.”

“Wow. 

You knew your father was a power-drunk misogynistic scumbag who thinks all you were good for was passing Blood Manipulation down to offspring, but you never thought he would actually go this far. He wanted to take your child from you. He was probably planning on killing Suguru the moment you stepped foot on the estate, and kept you prisoner somewhere until the baby was born. Then, he would turn you over and get the reward money. 

However, more questions arose.

How did he know you were pregnant? 

How did he know where you lived? 

Did he come here alone?” 

He knew the risk of sending his heir into the vipers den with a special grade. 

“DOLL, IT'S A TRAP,” Suguru screamed from somewhere down the hall.

“I’m sorry, nee-chan. They threatened to out right kill you if I didn’t do it,” Norotoshi started crying again. You didn’t know what to do, so you just wrapped him in your arms again. 

“Shhh, Toshi, I know. It’s okay, that must have been so scary, I’m sorry. I’m sorry I left.” 

“Toshi, I have your nee-chan, it’s going to be okay. They won’t try anything while you’re in here, you’re too precious to them,” Suguru sounded exhausted as his frame appeared in the doorway, blood soaking through his socks and zori. “I need you to do something if you want to save your sister. Can you go to the bathroom for me and freshen up? There’s some hair products and face wash if you want to take a shower, okay?” Suguru continued, his smooth tone not at all matching his appearance. 

Nototoshi shook in your arms before slowly nodding as you led him to the bathroom, telling him everything was going to be okay. Once you put him in the bathroom and showed him where all of the fancy bath salts were, you whispered, “I love you,” into his ear and wrapped him into a final bear hug before closing the door softly. 

“We need to move,” Suguru whispered, “I found the sorcerer who put up a veil,” One of my followers undercover. That's how they knew. We have to move fast.”

“Where are the girls?” 

“Larue left with them already, they’re at one of the safe houses. I sent them out as soon as I killed the barricade of sorcerers outside. And my ex-follower. It’s only a matter of time before they realize what happened.”

Suguru then summoned that pink curse again, the very one you used the last time you had to make a quick getaway. Suguru helped you on, leading your arm as you sat down and immediately took off, leaving one of your homes behind.

Guilt gnawed through your brain as you remembered that you had two homes; one with Suguru, and your old one, with Norotoshi. The same Norotoshi who you practically raised. The same Norotoshi who was so innocent and sweet, now tainted with the poison that is clan politics. It’s your fault he was going to become clan leader. It’s your fault he had to go through all of this. If only you had taken him with you that night. 

Because you only had two people in your life to call home, the loss of one felt like someone was pressing on your chest, squeezing the air out of you. You sobbed so hard, nothing came out. Your shallow breaths filled the night sky, Suguru whispering apologies into your ear, wrapping his warm, safe arms around you. 

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By the time you got to the new safe house, a villa in Okinawa, you had cried yourself to sleep against Suguru. Suguru gently lifted you off of the pink alien-looking curse and carried you into the tiny safe house. 

It was a cute two bedroom house, secluded behind a canopy of trees, fog from the sea, and the far off mountains of Okinawa. It was modern in style, but luxurious nonetheless. 

Suguru opened the western-style carved wooden door to the cozy house and carried you inside, bridal style. His soft steps echoed up the sleek white stairs as he brought you upstairs to your new shared room. 

Suguru turned left down the small hallway and opened the door to your room. 

“Hey doll, we’re home. Can I help you get changed? You’ll feel better in the morning if we get you cleaned up right now.”

You slowly stirred from your slumber, the baby grounding you back to reality by giving your stomach a strong kick. 

“Gimme a sec, your baby is trying to bruise my ribs it seems.” You took Suguru’s hand and placed it over your dirty robes where the baby was moving. 

A tired smile crossed his face as little kicks pressed into his large, heavy hands. It was truly amazing how such a strong, powerful, and dangerous man was reduced to nothing but a dopey, wonder-filled expression from such a tiny, unborn human. 

“Wait, love. Mimi, Nana, we have to check on them, they don’t like sleeping in new place-”

“My love, they’re safe and okay. They’re sleeping soundly at the other end of the hall. There’s a veil around us, so only us four are allowed in the house. We can go check on them after we get the both of us clean, okay?”

“Okay.”

He helped you up, which was becoming increasingly more difficult with your growing belly. After pressing a kiss to the top of your hand, he led you into the cramped, but cozy bathroom. 

Suguru had you sit on the toilet cover as he turned the faucet on and pressed his fingers into the stream of liquid to check the temperature. He started humming a soft, melodic tune as he went about his business. He seemed to be deep in thought about something else. 

You almost fell asleep, until you felt his strong, warm hands going to unzip your coat and get you out of your blood-stained clothes. He did the same for himself, and helped you into the tub. His mind still seemed to be elsewhere. 

The water felt like a warm embrace against your back and aching hips. You let out a sigh as Suguru entered the tub behind you, causing the water to splash and ripple around you. The bathroom already seemed to be fully stocked with all of your favorite products. Suguru picked up a pink loofah, squeezed some body soap onto it, and began to rub small circles at your back. The only sound in the room was the water dripping down from the loofah into the water below. 

“Doll?” Suguru spoke after a while. You knew that face; he needed a question answered. 

“Yes, love?” You responded.

“Do you remember that western myth Yaga taught us as second years? Eurydice and Orpheus?”

Yes. You remembered very well. Yaga was attempting to teach a lesson in death and humility; how sometimes, you have to let your partners go no matter how painful it was. That was just the life of a Jujutsu Sorcerer. You always had to prepare yourself for death. 

After Yaga taught that lesson, You, Suguru, and Satoru got into an argument over whether or not Orpheus was stupid for turning around to see if Eurydice was really there. You did not think he was an idiot. Satoru and Suguru did. 

“Yes, why? That’s such a random memory to bring up now,” you half-heartedly chuckled. 

“Well, today scared me a lot. I’ve been having a lot of anxiety and fear about if something happened to you. Or the girls. I don’t care about anyone else; you’re my world. I just want to keep you safe.”

More silence followed as you took in his words. Suguru continued on to cleaning your arms. 

“I’m sorry about today, Sugu. I-,” 

“Why are you apologizing? That’s not what I wanted out of telling you that.”

“Then what did you want?” 

“Do you remember the argument me, you, and Satoru had after?” He continued.

“Of course.” 

“If anything ever happened to you, or baby, I think I would become that dumbass Orpheus,” Suguru stated. He sounded so distraught. 

“Love, what do you mean?” You turned your body as best you could and smiled at him, shaking you head. 

“If I ever lost you or baby, I don’t know if I would be able to pull myself together. I would turn around. I would crawl into a hole like the night we defected. Except, that night, I only stopped after killing a few people. Bad people, who deserved to die. There was reason, and logic, and a point to that too. But still, if something happened I would probably claw my way darker into a hole where I wouldn’t be able to see the light anymore. I’m scared I would hurt myself and other people. Without reason. That’s what I mean by turning around.” 

It took a moment but you turned your body around awkwardly in the tub to face him. It was the first time you really got a clear look at his face in the light that day. Suguru seemed to be on the verge of tears. His eye bags were back, and he looked pale. 

You took one of your hands to cup his face, and he snuggled into it. 

“Love, as long as you’re protecting me and I still have my technique, we’re not going anywhere. I’m sorry today scared you, it scared me too.”

You pressed a kiss to his lips, forehead, and then rested the top of your head against his. 

“But I don’t believe you would go that far. There is good in you Suguru, even if you don’t believe in it. I believe it. Sure, we both do questionable things sometimes, but you have a good heart.” 

“Thank you for listening, doll. I’m sorry if this got dark.” 

“No, stop apologiz-“

“I thought I told you to stop apologizing first.” 

You playfully splashed Suguru with some of the water and kissed him.

“How about for a change, you let me take care of you, and I will make the four of us a crepe feast tomorrow morning. How does that sound?” 

“That sounds delicious,” he responded, in between sweet kisses. 

You sat like that for a while; intertwined in each other's arms, kissing, soaking in what little moments of normalcy your new life had to offer. 

…

February 3rd, 2008 (32 weeks) 

“Suguru, she’s not late yet.”

You were standing in the kitchen, helping Suguru to clean up the nice brunch you had for Suguru’s 20th birthday. Suguru was scrubbing dishes, while you were drying them and putting them away. Mimiko and Nanako were in the living room, painting with a new water color set Suguru had bought for them.

“But this is her birthday present to me, don’t you think she should be on time? You know what, maybe I shouldn’t have given her the exact location. What if she sold us out?” Suguru handed you a plate.  

“Love, I don’t think Shoko would tell anyone. She’s my best friend, we’re safe. I don’t trust anyone else to deliver the baby right now.” You punctuated your point by setting the plate down in its correct cabinet. 

“Maybe an actual doctor?” Suguru said under his breath. If looks could kill, Suguru would be a dead man. You shot that idea down immediately with your sour expression. 

“Yes, sure, let me just have my magical child in a place that’s known to be a madhouse for attracting cursed spirits, not to mention, Jujutsu Sorcerers along with it.” You grabbed another plate from his hand, and set it down as gently as you could, given your heightened emotions. This was a constant subject of bickering in your household. You understood where Suguru was coming from, but after what happened with Norotoshi at the Monastery, you were scared of someone coming to hurt your family. 

You had told Shoko the location of the new safe house and asked her to come and check on the baby, as you were too afraid to ask anyone else. You still had the portable ultrasound machine that she had given you in Shinjuku, but you wanted someone that knew more about this than you. Besides, if anything was wrong, Shoko could just heal it with her reverse curse technique. 

“Are you sure you altered the veil to let Shoko inside?” 

“I think so, but I can check quickly,” Suguru replied, handing you the last dish and heading toward the entrance of your home.

Suguru opened the impeccably crafted door to see Shoko, standing where the veil met the rest of the world. Even from 50 feet away, you could see she was pissed. When Suguru recast the spell to allow Shoko inside, she ran full force at Suguru, knocking him over, and began hitting him with her purse. 

“YOU. PROMISED. TO. TAKE. CARE. OF. HER. YOU. BIRTHDAY. BITCH. AND. THIS. IS. WHAT. HAPPENS,” Shoko screamed as she punctuated every word with a flick of her brown handbag.  “SUGURU, THAT’S MY BEST FRIEND RIGHT THERE.”

“KOKO STOP, ITS OKAY, I’M OKAY,” you yelled back at her, waddling down the steps as best you could. 

Shoko quickly healed the marks on Suguru’s face and ran to embrace you in a hug. 

“Ha, I know, I just wanted to mess with him. I am a little mad though. What happened with Noritoshi shouldn’t have happened. I missed you.” And she wrapped you in a tight bear hug. 

“Hey, doll, can we maybe find a doctor that doesn’t punch the father-to-be to death?” Suguru retorted, rubbing his neck as he walked up to the both of you.

“It was totally in my right to beat you up like that. I never got to punch you before for getting her pregnant. That payment was overdue, with accumulated interest. But, hi, I guess. And happy birthday too.” 

The two didn’t hug. In fact, Shoko kept her distance from Suguru, and they shared a curious head nod. Something was up. You’d bother her about it later.

“Ok, I don’t have a ton of time, I got permission to leave campus for a few hours, but I have to be back by tonight. Let’s get inside.” 

With that, Suguru helped you up the stairs to the door and led Shoko into the house. You entered the living room, and immediately the girls had questions. You hadn’t let anyone into your house in a few weeks, so Shoko was a rare treat for them. 

“Mama Geto, who’s that lady?” Nanako said a little too loudly. 

“What- did- did you have 2 more babies in the 4 or so months I haven’t seen you?” Shoko whispered into your ear. 

“I’ll explain later, just play along. Me and Sugu are fostering them.” 

Shoko rolled her eyes a little and shook her head, laughing in disbelief. 

“Mimiko, Nanako. This is Auntie Shoko. She’s one of my best friends, and she’s just here to check up on the baby,” You told them.  

“Woah, can I watch?” Mimiko asked.

“Can I watch too?” Nanako spoke over her sister. 

“Yes, girls, but you have to give Mama and Auntie Shoko some space, okay? Remember when we talked about the importance of personal space?” Suguru cut in. 

“Okay,” Nanako responded. She looked a little sad as she said it. 

The five of you all sat in the small living room, you on the couch, and Shoko on the coffee table. There was one other chair in the room, which was set to the left of the coffee table, next to the couch, which the twins shared. Suguru positioned himself next to you, holding your thigh for comfort. 

Shoko produced another portable ultrasound out of her bag, complete with a bulky screen. Next, she took out some of the cold, clear gel.

“Can you lift your shirt so I can put the gel on?” Shoko asked.

You did so wordlessly as Shoko spread the cool substance over your protruding belly. 

Suguru’s hold on your thigh grew tighter, his breaths less frequent.

Anxiety pooled in your gut alongside your unborn, somersaulting child, who thought it was a spectacular time to showcase their gymnastic feats. 

You took a deep breath and braced for the scanning instrument to make contact with your taut skin, placing your hand atop of Suguru’s in reassurance. 

“You drank water before, right?” Shoko questioned.

“Suguru made me chug at least 3 cups before you showed up,” you giggled.

“Well, at least he’s good for something,” Shoko joked right back, easing some of the thick tension in the room. 

“Ok, I’m gonna go ahead and scan you now,” Shoko confirmed. The doctor-in-training gently pressed the instrument to the cold gel, and a loud thumping sound began to play back on the screen. 

An image also appeared. Cloudy, gray, and black at first, but it slowly shifted into a picture of your baby. 

Holy shit. 

These past few weeks haven’t felt real; your clan using your sweet brother against you, moving to a new place away from the life you knew.

 But this. 

This small, pulsing little thing on the camera screen made it all worth it. Tears welled up in your eyes. 

Shoko hummed and scanned around your stomach for a few minutes, and the tension resumed its build. 

All was quiet until Shoko cracked one of her rare smiles and asked, “Do you want to know the sex?”

“You can tell?” Nanako piped up.

“Yes,” Shoko had to fight back a giggle of excitement. 

“Do you want to find out?” Suguru whispered softly. 

“Well, it’s your birthday,” you responded, your voice barely coming out of your throat. 

“Then, yes, please.” You’d never seen your fiancé look so timid. 

“Well…you have a healthy baby girl!”

“You were right, Sugu,” you smiled brightly as tears trickled down your face.

“I usually am,” he joked, a smoldering grin plastered across his mouth. 

You rolled your eyes and kissed him, deeply.

“Ewwww,” Nanako made a disgusted face.

“The kids’ right, get a room,” Shoko snorted. 

“Can we dress her up?” Mimiko got right to asking the important questions.

“Oooh Mama Geto, you have makeup, right?” Her blonde twin added, jumping up from the chair in excitement. 

“Hey, I want in too. As Auntie, it’s my duty to teach her to chug a beer, or light a cig-“

“OKAYyyyy that’s enough Auntie Shoko,” you said as you fake smiled through your teeth. 

“Hahaha the Auntie lady said doo-ty” Nanako toppled over in a fit of laughter.

“Nanako, that’s not even funny. What’s a beer Mama?” Mimiko asked without skipping a beat. 

You sighed. “It’s a grown-up drink, Mimi.” 

“Girls, I have an idea. Why don’t you start gathering all the ingredients for the birthday cake, and we can all bake together! Just give me, Mama, and Auntie Shoko a few minutes, okay?” Suguru was born to be a parent. He was so good at making every little task for the girls into a game - a happy, go lucky childhood that you desperately wished for your child. And Suguru was there to deliver. 

The girls ventured off to the kitchen, leaving the three of you alone to talk. 

“So, it’s a healthy girl,” Shoko spoke, breaking the silence.  

“But I’m a little worried about you, Y/N.” 

“Why?”

“What’s wrong with her?” Suguru’s face was grave. 

“Nothing’s wrong right now, per say. But your blood pressure is a little high for my taste. I’m going to give you some labetalol to help with that. But, you need to take it easy. Nothing exciting for the next few weeks. I’ll come back and check on you again soon. Right now, we should make a plan for when the baby comes,” Shoko explained.

“Shoko’s right, doll. We need a birth plan,” Suguru chimed in.

“And we should figure out who should come and stand guard outside. I suggest Mei Mei, she won’t care as long as you pa-“

“Stop. Talking. Everyone. Please.” You took a deep breath. “This is just… a lot.” 

You were so overstimulated. 

“Please, can we talk about this later? I just want to bake the cake and celebrate Suguru’s birthday. This isn’t helping to lower my blood pressure at all,” you exhaled. 

Lip trembling, you felt yourself on the verge of tears. 

“Oh, no sweetie, I’m sorry,” Shoko cooed 

“Doll, we didn’t mean to overwhelm you-“ 

“I know you didn’t mean to, but it’s still a lot. My life is just so different than it was seven, eight months ago. Sometimes I just wish we were back at school. It was just so… simple. I- I try to be strong for you, Sugu, and the girls, but I- just- I-“ you buried your face in your hands and sobbed. 

Norotoshi. That first night with the girls. You and Suguru laying in the soft grass by Jujutsu High. 

You felt like you were watching your life through a screen. For a moment, you looked outside the window. It was a little hard to tell with the veil, but it appeared as if it was pouring rain, making mud out of the earthy ground below. 

“Hey, Suguru, can you give us a minute? I think the girls will burn down the house if they don’t have adult supervision soon,” Shoko half joked. 

Suguru looked a bit pained at the suggestion. He wanted to be with you, especially in a stressful moment like this. Shoko pulled Suguru aside, closer towards the shoji door separating the living room from the kitchen. 

Shoko didn’t get emotional very often, she was rather accomplished at hiding what she was feeling behind a mask of sarcasm and attitude. But, for a moment, Suguru could read her. She was upset. More than upset. She was angry.

“Look, I haven’t had a conversation with her that wasn’t about the baby since before you took her away,” Shoko snapped. 

Suguru’s eyes got wide in offense to Shoko’s comment. 

“She came with me of her own will, Shoko. No one made her do anything, or took her anywhere-” 

“No, you did. You did. Your selfish, dumbass didn’t use protection. Do you think she would actually still be attached to you if she wasn’t carrying your child?” 

“Aren’t you sick of being used as a tool by the Jujutsu elders?”

“Save your bullshit for your cultish followers. We’re not friends anymore, Geto. I’m not friends with murderers. I’m here for her and that is all.” 

“Yet, you’re still friends with Satoru. How many people has he murdered?” 

Shoko swallowed, pondering Suguru’s comment. 

“He has done it for the greater good.” 

“Oh, really? What’s the greater good? I just got word that there’s a child who was born with a powerful curse technique. However, he has a heavenly restriction that paralyzes him from the neck down. He is allergic to sunlight, even moonlight can burn his skin. Yet, the elders keep him alive and have him suffer because his technique is ‘too valuable to lose.’ Is that the greater good that Satoru kills for? The greater good that I kill for is one where my children do not have to live in fear of being controlled or used as a weapon. People have already tried to come for Y/N and our child because they see her as a weapon. She’s not even born yet. And all they see is a weapon. I will not allow any of my daughters to be used like we were.” A vein was sticking out Suguru’s forehead

Shoko took a deep breath as she collected her thoughts. 

“We were the strongest. You, me, Y/N, and Satoru. No one hates the elders more than me and Satoru. But you’re going about it the wrong way. This isn’t the answer, and I hope both of you see that.” 

Shoko turned on her heel to walk out through the kitchen. You and Suguru both followed her to the door. Suguru walked with the intention of escorting her out; you with the intention of keeping her close to you.

“Shoko, please don’t leave yet, we- we have cake…” you begged. 

Shoko faced you once more, placing a kiss on your forehead. 

“I’m not leaving you; it’s your house I’m leaving. I’ll send you a secure location to meet in the next few weeks. I’ll bring Mei Mei for muscle, just in case. Tell Geto he is not allowed. Goodbye, Y/N,” she said, stepping out under the veil surrounding the building. 

As soon as she reached the edge of the veil, she was drenched by the thick droplets that fell from the sky. 

Shoko was just thankful that you wouldn’t be able to make out the tears falling down her face alone with the rain. 

…

Beginning of March, 2008 (35 weeks)

35 weeks had come and gone, and you felt absolutely disgusting. You heard a rumor that pregnancy was supposed to have you glowing, but you think whoever said that was just trying to come up with some wild propaganda to help the aging population of Japan. 

Nothing fit you anymore, not even the nice robes Suguru bought for you. You sat on the floor of your closet, inspecting yourself in front of the mirror in nothing but a clean pair of underwear. Stretch marks decorated the sides of your tummy and breasts, the little tiger stripes making a pattern down your body. Your hips had them as well, and you couldn’t even see past your belly anymore. It had been a week since you and Suguru had found some time for sex and intimacy; you were both so exhausted. 

So, you just cried, pushing your head into your hands, mourning for your changing body. Muffled footsteps started up the stairs, alerting you that your boyfriend was home. 

“Doll, I ended the meeting early today, I was thinking we could do something just the two of us. Maybe dinner? A movie? You name it.” 

You could feel Suguru searching for your through your shared room. He was going to find you here pathetically crying to yourself eventually, so, you cleaned yourself up as best you could, but you were unsuccessful in hiding your sniffles. Suguru opened the door to your closet to you, crying, wearing nothing but your panties. 

“My love, what are you doing down there?”

You don’t know what came over you, but that made you sob even harder.

“Shhh, it’s okay sweetheart. What’s up, do you just need to cry?” 

You nodded your head as you attempted to cover your body in embarrassment. Taking note of your body language, Suguru took a step back from you. However, his eyes were on you as he realized you were wearing nothing but your underwear. 

He thought you were the most beautiful thing he had ever set his eyes on. Sure you were absolutely gorgeous before he got you pregnant, but now, gods, he didn’t have words to describe your beauty. Suguru Geto was rarely speechless, and your beauty rendered him as such. 

He loved how your body had grown and changed to accommodate your child, physical proof of your love. He didn’t think it was possible, but he was even more attracted to you than ever before. The last week had been hard on him, and no sex had been even harder. Nothing offered him the same emotional release than when you were sobbing on his cock, telling you how much he loved you and would always protect you. 

After a few minutes of you sobbing, and Suguru staring, you finally opened up.

“I feel disgusting,” 

“Doll, no, you’re so beau-“

“-You’re just saying that because you have to,” you looked up and away from him in an attempt to keep more tears from spilling. “I’m so huge, none of my clothes fit. My skin is ruined. And you haven’t touched me in a week. Is that what it’s attributed to?” You squeaked out, your voice hardly above a whisper.

“Doll, look at me,” Suguru crouched down to your level and took your face in his hands, holding on to your chin.

“Even if you were 100 years old and your face was lined with wrinkles, I would think you were the most beautiful woman I had ever set my eyes on. You know why?”

“No.” You just wanted him to make you feel better already. 

“Because these lines and marks are all reminders that you are alive and safe, and what is more beautiful than that? Aging is a privilege; having this child with you is a privilege, as is getting to watch you two grow. And, honestly, I’ve never been more sexually attracted to you than I am right now. Your skin isn’t ruined; it’s fine art to me. Like someone took a magical brush and painted proof of our love for each other on your body. I haven’t touched you in a week because you seemed exhausted and I didn’t want to stress you or baby.“

Suguru began to kiss your tears away, making his way to your mouth. 

He captured your lips in a sweet, salty kiss.

“And I love your belly. It means the baby is healthy,” he whispered, continuing down to your breasts. “It also means you’re full of me. Everyone knows we belong to each other because I fucked my baby into you.” 

You knew he wasn’t lying; you could see the very obvious tent in his pants. You could also feel yourself dampening your panties. Gods, you needed this so badly. 

Suguru took one of your full, heavy tits into his hand, and brushed against your nipple, making you whine. He moved in back of you so you could see the two of you in the mirror. 

“Look at these. So sensitive. So pretty.” Suguru latched himself to your neck, leaving a little love bite, and smoothing it over with his tongue when he was done. “Can’t wait till these start dripping milk,” he admitted, moving to the other nipple to give it the same treatment. You were absolutely drenched at this point. 

“Let’s move to the bed, I don’t want to ruin the carpet-“ you panicked. 

“-So? If it gets ruined, it gets ruined. I’ll buy a new one. Right now, I need to show you how much I love and adore you. The only thing you need to worry about is the number of times you’re gonna fall apart on my mouth, fingers, and cock tonight.”

You let a whimper escape your throat as his hands moved to the inside of your thighs, rubbing tantalizingly close to your core.

“Also, I forgot one thing, doll,” Suguru continued.

“Whaaa,” you half asked, half moaned.

“If you don’t follow my instructions exactly, you don’t get to cum. Can you do that for me, gorgeous?” His fingers ghosted over your clit and swiveled over your dripping entrance instead, making you shiver. 

You nodded your head in response.

“Need a verbal answer, doll,” Suguru cooed, a sly grin forming on his lips. 

“Yes, I ca-AHHH-“ as soon as the word “yes,” left your mouth, Suguru sunk one of his thick fingers into your waiting cunt, his thumb slowly rubbing your clit. The stimulation was so intense, you had to close your eyes.

“Be a good girl and open your eyes for me. I need you to see how absolutely breathtaking you look right now, spread open on my fingers, taking me so well.” 

You complied and opened your eyes, taking in the state of you. Your legs were thrown to either side of you and placed over Suguru’s thighs to allow him easier access. Your pussy was so wet that your arousal started to drip on the carpet beneath you. Your hair was disheveled, your pupils blown with lust. Your cheeks had the softest touch of pink added to them. The image in front of you looked so lewd, as were the accompanying squelches coming from your core. You couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed. Just as you tilted your head down in shame, Suguru took the hand that was not currently buried inside your cunt and grabbed your chin to tilt upwards. 

“None of that, or you won’t get to cum. Look how beautiful you come apart f’me,” you opened your eyes again and noticed that his breathing started getting more shallow. “Now, I know your fingers aren’t as long as mine, so I’ll keep them where they are. I need you to start rubbing here,” he took the hand on your chin to cup your breast and tweak your nipple. You gasped at the contact. 

You did as he said, and began to rub small, soft circles into your nipples. You thought you were going to cum right then and there. “Good Girl. Wish I could keep you all stuffed and round like that forever.” 

“Sugu- I’m gonna- please,”

“How could I say no to that? Let go, doll,” and with that, you reached your high for the first time that night, juices leaking everywhere. 

Suguru helped you through your orgasm, then slipped his fingers out and sucked them clean. 

“Look at your little hole, clenching around nothing. Tell me, did you try to get yourself off at all this week when I wasn’t there? Be honest.” Suguru said in a condescending tone. 

“I. I…tried too, but my fingers aren’t big enough. And I get so tired so easily,” you replied breathlessly, still recuperating from your climax. 

“What a dirty girl,” Suguru smirked into your shoulder. “I had no time to, but the past few hours, all I could think about was your body wrapped around mine, sucking me dry-“ 

“I can’t believe how pent up we both are after just one week,” You cut in.

“I can. Like I said, I’ve never been more attracted to you than I am right now. Now, on your hands and knees, my love. I’m gonna fill you right up. That's it, what a good girl. My girl.” 

You struggled a bit, but eventually got yourself on all fours. You looked a mess. Stray baby hairs were sticking to your face from the sweat. You watched in the mirror as Suguru stripped his crew neck and sweats as fast as he possibly could.

No matter how many times you had seen it and had it inside of you, his thick cock both impressed and intimidated you. Suguru put on a little show, and gave his dick a few pumps before disappearing behind you to line up with your pussy. When he sunk in, you both gritted your teeth and gasped at the contact.

“I’m- I’m gonna scoop you up and put you on my lap, okay? I’ll swing your legs over mine once we get settled to make it easier for you.” Suguru was already breathless, and he had barely done anything. 

“Ahhh- Sugu-“ 

“Shhh, I got you. You don’t have to do anything, just let me do the work for right now, and you watch yourself in the mirror.” 

He pulled you up and back on to his lap, allowing him to bottom out in one fell swoop. 

“Sugu-“ 

“Hold on, don't move, I-I might cum if you do.” 

You felt delirious. So full. You missed him so much. 

“You feel how hard I am inside of you? This is all you, love,” Suguru moaned, cupping your lower belly gently. He parted your legs more, so that they went over his muscular thighs. The new position pushed him even deeper. Suguru kept his hands at the apex of your thighs, both to restrain and tease you some more. 

“Suguru ple- please move or I wuhhh-“

Suguru’s hands tensed where they were, effectively keeping you in place. Then, Suguru lost control and bucked up into your warmth, hitting your sweet spot with precision, as if he had memorized it. You started circling your hips, allowing his dick to continue to kiss that area that brought you immense pleasure. 

“That’s it baby, use me for your own pleasure. Doing so- uh- so good,” he grunted. “My girl,” Suguru said, moving one of his hands on your thigh to your throat. 

“Eyes up here,” he commanded. “Look so good with this necklace, huh? You’re all mine, love. All mine, and everyone knows because I fucked my baby into you.” 

You whined, drool starting to slip out of the corner of your mouth. You looked ruined, body covered in a mix of sweat, spit, and cum. “Whenever you’re ready, give it to me,” Suguru purred, dizzy with his own pleasure. 

“Clit-“ you choked out. Suguru brought down the other large hand that was on your thigh to play with the swollen nub. “Gonna cum, Sugu, Gon-“ you chanted like a prayer as you came for the second time. Suguru kept rubbing through your high, occasionally bucking up into you. 

“Shhh, I got you. My girl. My beautiful, lovely girl. I love you so much.” Your orgasm hit you hard. It was glorious, exhilarating even, but exhausting all in one. 

When you came to, you realized that Suguru still hadn’t cum. 

“My love, use me to cum,” you pleaded to the inky haired man in back of you. 

“I can take care of myself if you’re too tir-“ 

“Suguru. Get. Inside me. Now,” 

“Are you sure?”

“Suguru. Geto.” 

“Fine. You asked for it.” 

Suguru went back into the main bedroom quickly and returned with pillows in hand. 

“For your arms and knees, love. I wanna go slow and deep.” 

You climbed on top of the soft pillows, placing them beneath you like a makeshift mattress. Suguru gave himself a few pumps again and rubbed at the fat of your ass. 

“Look at you. So beautiful.”

You peaked in the mirror at the state of yourself once again, as if to see if Suguru was bluffing. Yet, Suguru looked at you as if you were the only person in the world.  

One of his hands moved to rub the underside of your stomach. The other lined his cock up to your hold and entered with no resistance. Suguru released a pitiful whimper. You were so immersed in the pleasure, a soundless moan was ripped from your body. 

“I told you this cute tummy would be full of my babies one day,” he purred, voice straining as he began to plunge deep inside of you. 

Each thrust of his hips was calculated, yet frantic. Your walls felt heavenly around his thick length, fluttering and threatening to swallow him whole. He was going to cum soon. 

“You’re mine. Say you’re mine, Y/N,” he spat, guiding his hand to lightly wrap your throat. 

“Y-Yours. All yours. I love you.” As if you were standing with your back to the ocean and the ferocious waves that flowed through them, your orgasm snuck up on you and pulled you under the riptide that was your climax. Your pussy milked Suguru for all he was worth, coaxing him to finish as well. 

“And I’m all yours. Yours,” he chanted a few times before bucking up deep inside of you and finding his release. The familiar warm feeling spread throughout your insides, allowing you to feel light, calm even. Suguru caught you before your legs gave out and hit the floor, manhandling you to lean back on him as he pressed kisses into your collarbone.

You stayed like that on the floor of the closet for a while, taking in the presence of one another. Feeling possessive, Suguru held you in his arms, as if to protect you from the self destructive and self loathing thoughts that attacked you from your own mind. 

After a few moments, Suguru peered deep into your eyes, appearing puzzled. 

“What’s wrong, love?” you questioned.

“I never officially asked the question, did I?”

“No, you didn’t.” You smile sweetly. 

“Okay…

Marry me?” 

“I’ll think about it,” you said, teasing him. Suddenly, you felt very uncomfortable. The wet, cold fluids that covered your body did not make for a very pleasant afterglow experience.

“Maybe if you draw me a bath with that lavender salt, I’ll be persuaded,” you added.

“Anything for you, Mrs. Geto,”  he smirked, slowly moving his body off of the floor. 

“I’m so lucky to have you, Suguru.” 

“And I, you.” 

He arose and turned to the closet door, looking back at you as he held himself against the door frame. 

“Doll, if you ever have those thoughts again, please tell me so I can fuck them out of you,” he bent down, placed a quick kiss on your cheek and ran away before you could move your swollen body to turn and protest.

A tired, blissful smile creeped over your lips. 

And then you remembered his promise.

“I’d end the world for you.”

…

February, 2008 (36 and a half weeks)

Suguru tried to spend as much time with you and the girls, but it was becoming increasingly difficult for him to hold on to his followers without his dangerous presence to encourage cooperation. 

So, more often than not, you found yourself alone with the girls. 

It was an overcast, gloomy, and overall, miserable February day. 

This also happened to be the best time to venture out to the beaches, as there weren’t many people about.

You fed the girls breakfast, dressed them in matching blue and yellow long sleeve swimsuits, and left the safety of your home in lieu of not going completely stir crazy. You adorned yourself in a simple navy sundress with gold buttons. It reminded you of your old life, all of those months ago at school. Before leaving the house, you recast a veil to assure no one would be able to find your safe haven. In case your fiancé came home early, you left a note explaining your whereabouts on the kitchen counter. Mimiko stood on your left, and Nanako to your right. You took their adorable 6 year old hands and led them out into the fresh air.

The girls were ecstatic to leave the house, as this was a rare treat for them. Suguru probably wouldn’t condone you having an outing, but you felt yourself starting to lose your sanity after 4 continuous weeks inside. You needed this just as much as the girls.

Besides, your blood was literally poison to others. If anything happened to you, you had your technique to keep you safe. 

The three of you made your way through the mile of thick trees, frequently stopping for you to rest. The twins collected sticks, made mud potions, and discovered little ant kingdoms. They were having the time of their lives, just as normal children should. You couldn’t wait to give your unborn daughter a childhood too, something you or Suguru never really got the chance to experience. Giggles and singing filled the air as you walked, leaving your heart lighter than when you had awoken that morning. 

Eventually, you reached the small main road that led to the beachfront. The street featured a small strip of shops and restaurants, one of these establishments being a convenience store. 

“Mama, do you remember when we first met you and you tooked us to 7/11?” Nanako asked, bright eyes looking up at you.

“Nanako, it’s took. Tooked isn’t a word.” Mimiko snorted at her sister.

“How do you know? You’re also 6.” Nanako retorted. 

“Yeah but I’m older by a minute, so I know mor-“

“Mimiko.” You gave her a knowing glance. Mimiko intended to push every button of her sister until she broke. 

“Sorry, Nanako.” Mimiko grumbled. 

“Nanako, what were you saying about the 7/11?” 

“Remember when you took us there and you got us snacks and ice cream?” Nanako asked sweetly. 

“Yes, I’ll buy you two ice cream,” you chuckled. 

“REALLY?!” the twins shouted in delight.

“Of course, it’s a special day. We rarely get to go outside,” you beamed at the girls. 

“Can the baby have ice cream too?” Mimiko asked. 

“I guess the baby could have some ice cream,” you laughed. You loved those girls like they were your own. You couldn’t wait for your daughter to join them. 

You led the two of them into the small convenience store. Actually, it was more like the twins led you inside and made a b-line for the ice cream section. 

Once their treats were chosen, you allowed them to pick out a few snacks for the beach as well.

You approached the cashier with the goodies as the girls trailed happily behind. 

“Are you three having a picnic? It’s honestly an awesome day to have one, not many people out on the beach today,” the cashier smiled at the three of you. 

“No, we’re having a princess tea party, actually,” Nanako explained to the friendly man. 

The kind man at the counter couldn’t have been much older than yourself. He probably had a normal life. Went to university, had a stable group of friends. Didn’t become a fugitive at the ripe age of 19…

Mimiko’s insistent tugging on your purse is what dragged your mind away from such thoughts. 

“Mama, you have to pay,” Mimiko reminded you, her tugging only stopping when you responded.

“Oh, sorry, let me grab my card.” You reached into your wallet, grabbing for the hefty black card hidden inside. 

You handed the cashier the card with two hands, nodding your head in apology for the wait. 

He simply smiled at you, and took the card from your hands. 

“Would you like a bag?” He glanced down at your protruding belly and reconsidered his offer. “Actually, I can help you ladies carry the snacks to the beach if you would like. It’s not far, and I go on break in a minute,” the cashier offered.

“That would be so wonderful and helpful! Thank you,” You bowed your head in appreciation.

“It’s the least I could do,” the man responded. 

So, you took the girls by the hands again and led them out of the store, the man trailing behind you with your snacks. 

After walking through a small clearing of trees, the four of you made it to the beachfront. You settled down in front of a tree, so that you would have the support of the bark against you tired, aching back. The cashier then set the bag of food down next to you. 

“Thank you so much again, sir. What is your name by the way? I never asked, I apologize.”

“You can call me Heibara,” he responded. 

Like Haibara, you thought. 

Haibara was such a sweet boy, much like the cashier helping you out. You hadn’t thought about him in a good minute. 

“Thank you, Haibara-san. My name is Geto-san, and these two are my daughters,” you beamed at the girls, who had started building a sand castle and were immediately arguing over who was going to be the princess. 

“Daughters? I thought they were your little sisters!” He joked. You let out a small laugh, feeling at ease talking to someone so, normal. 

“Well, enjoy your beach day with your girls,” Heibara responded. 

“You enjoy your day too! Your kindness has made my week. Thank you, Heibara-san.” 

You bowed again as he left. 

You sat in the lukewarm sand as the girls continued to play and laugh, relishing in the small bit of freedom you afforded yourself. 

You felt like a normal mother with her normal daughters. You absentmindedly rubbed your bump, letting out a peaceful sigh. This was how you wanted to live your life and raise your family. 

About an hour or so of this heavenly normalcy passed before Heibara returned. 

“Hey!” He yelled from the thick canopy of trees. “You forgot your credit card! I totally forgot to give it t-“

Your peace was short lived as a curse shot out from behind the poor cashier, decapitating him in an instant. 

Your first instinct was to gather the girls and run, but something stopped you from this fight or flight response.

Your fiancé’s gojo-kesa flowed in the back of where the decapitated man once stood. 

Suguru ran towards you, relief flashing over his face. He pulled you in for a hug as he spoke. You didn’t hug him back. 

“Doll, thank goodness, I thought I was going to lose you agai-“ 

“Suguru. What the actual fuck.” 

The last time you had seen someone killed, point-blank in front of you, you were 16 years old. And you were standing in front of Reiko Amanai. 

You clutched your stomach protectively, backing up from Suguru. 

You knew what he did to put food on your table and a roof over your head. You knew what he did to his followers if they disobeyed. You didn’t need to see his actions to believe that it was happening.

Yet, you didn’t put two and two together until that moment. 

Suguru was a murderer. But he didn’t just kill Heibara. He had brutally ended the lives of hundreds of people at this point. 

Whether it was deserved or not, Suguru had still taken those lives away.  

“What?” Suguru looked so genuinely confused. 

The girls ran from their sandcastle, excited to see their father figure.

“Papa!!!” Nanako shouted. 

“Hi girls!! Did you have fun with Mama today?” 

“Yes, so much!” Mimiko answered. 

“I think it’s time to go home. Don’t you Suguru? Girls, please go pick up your toys, maybe there will be some extra ice cream after dinner tonight,” you put on the fakest smile you could muster. 

“Whoever picks up more stuff doesn't have to do chores tonight,” Suguru added.

“Out of my way Mimi,” Nanako ran to the spot they were playing at.

You turned to your fiancé, face grim and full of anger.

“You have 2 minutes to explain what the fuck just happened, Suguru.” 

“What happened with me, darling? You are 36 and a half weeks pregnant. You can barely walk down the stairs without help. What do you think you were doing, bringing the girls out here by yourself?”

“You just killed an innocent man. For no reason. In front of your children.” 

“They didn’t even see. Besides, I had a curse devour the remnants,” he responded, as if it would make the situation any better. 

“I don’t want to talk about this in front of the girls. Take us home. We’ll talk there,” you finished as the twins came rushing up to you, their hands full of toys.

“MAMA I PICKED UP MORE TOYS THAN NANA,” Mimiko squealed with delight. 

“Since you girls picked up so many toys, I don’t think either of you need to help with dishes tonight! Great job!” Suguru beamed at the girls. 

“Yeah! We’re gonna go home and eat dinner now.” You added, still out of it. 

The four of you boarded that same pink curse you used for transportation. If you were a typical family, in another life, perhaps that curse would have been traded for a minivan. 

“Don’t think we’re done talking,” you whispered in Suguru’s ear. 

Once you got home, you ushered the girls upstairs into your room to let them watch a movie while you and Suguru made dinner. 

You breaded the chicken, as Suguru set up the rice cooker and started to wash the white grains. 

Silently, you popped the chicken in the oven to cook just as Suguru finished with the rice.

The tension between you two was so thick, you weren’t even sure a cursed tool would cut through it. 

Finally, Suguru broke the silence. 

“Y/N.” Suguru spoke sternly. He hadn’t ever taken this tone with you before. 

“Wh-What if something had happened? What if that man was a non-sorcerer combatant? You know about Toji Zen’in. You know about Q and the Star Religious Group. How could you be so careless?” 

“But what if he wasn’t Suguru. You had NO proof and NO right. You had no right to take his life. He was kind to me and the girls. He helped me carry things because I’m pregnan-“ 

“Or because you’re vulnerab-“

“Let me finish my thought. What if he had a family? I think I left my card at the store. Does no good deed go unpunished? I understand that you kill when there is a point, but WHAT was the point of that?” 

“The point, darling, was that he was a non-sorcerer monkey who got too close to you. He could have been a real threat. What if I had come there and found the three of you dead like Amanai.” 

“YOU ARE OUT OF LINE,”

“AND YOU ARE NOT USING LOGIC. Did you forget that your own brother turned on you? You can’t trust anyone.” 

“Suguru. He’s seven. He had NO choice.” 

Your eyes met his. The normal soft, lilac of his eyes was nowhere to be seen. At first glance, they were a more sinister purple. But you knew him better than that. 

He was afraid. 

“I don’t even know who you are anymore, Suguru. I turn a blind eye to what you do with your followers because you say it has a point. And I trusted you to keep us safe. But this fear has driven you mad.” 

“What fear?” 

“Your fear of losing me like you lost Amanai, and Haibara, and even Shoko and Gojo’s friendship.” 

Silence. 

“How many people did you kill in that village Suguru?” You never actually asked him. You had just assumed he had killed the man and woman holding the twins hostage in that horrible house. 

“I- how is that relevant right now?” 

“You know exactly why it is relevant, Geto Suguru. Or is that even who you are anymore?” 

“Y/N. This is the only way I can keep you safe. A world free of non-sorcerers. So our daughter can grow up in a world better than the one we did.”

“But how exactly will the world be better if you killed people to get there?” 

“Please, love. I just need to keep you safe. I can’t. I can’t lose you too. I can’t. I feel like I’m losing you here. My Eurydice. I’ve become Orpheus, following you. Help me. Please.” 

Your usually unshakable, charming fiancé was reduced to a puddle, weeping into your arms. He stood and cried into your shoulder for a good five minutes before calming down enough to explain more.

“I killed 112 people. I started with the ones that hurt Mimiko and Nanako the most. Then I moved to the bystanders, which just happened to be the rest of the village. I remember every single one of their names. How could you knowingly let a child, much less two, suffer the way they did?” 

You took a deep breath as tears filled your eyes.

The scary thing was that you still loved him so very much. 

“Please say something, love,” Suguru pleaded.

“I honestly don’t even know what to say.” 

“Anything. Yell at me again, or tell me to fuck off. Something.”

“I would never use those words towards you, Suguru. You are the love of my life. I’m sorry I raised my voice. This is just…”

A lot, you thought. 

More silence.

“I love you so much, Suguru. I don’t think any part of me can ever stop loving you. But, I’m scared. I don’t know if I’m scared for or of you,” you explained, not meeting his violet eyes. 

“I would never, ever intentionally hurt or lay a finger on you, love. But I also understand why you would be scared of a monster like me.”

For a moment, all you saw was that scared shitless, 16-year-old boy who was used for nothing more than his abilities. Who tried so hard to be a friend to others. The strongest, who protected the weak. Suguru who always put on a confident, charming face to the outside world, but you knew him better than that. Your run in with Toji Zen’in really messed with both of your minds.

“I’ve become the monsters I consume.” 

“You had no other choice. So many of the things in our lives we did not get to choose. We didn’t choose to become weapons for a power-hungry conglomerate. We didn’t choose to watch the pointless cycle of suffering that is the Jujutsu world. We did what we had to do to survive. For both of us, for our future. The one choice I have made that I will always stick by is you. I will always stand by you. I will always love you. And I don’t think you’re a monster. I think you’re just someone who cares so deeply for his family. Does saving two little girls from an abusive situation and then raising and loving them like your own sound like something a monster would do? No. No it does not. The world is not and does not have to be black and white, Suguru.” 

You pressed your forehead to his as you took a few deep breaths together. 

Eventually, Suguru pressed a sweet kiss to your forehead. 

You stayed like that for a moment, locked in each other's embrace. It felt warm. It felt like home. 

A small fluttering feeling sparked to life in your stomach, and you immediately grabbed Suguru’s hand and placed it there.

You stared into each other’s eyes and smiled. Suguru’s eyes lingered in yours longer than the baby’s kicks lasted. 

“Suguru, what’s wrong?” 

“Nothing. You’re just so… wise. And intelligent. And kind. And beautiful,” he stated, matter-of-factly. 

“It’s only because I’m so in love with you,” you teased, a smirk on your face. 

“No,” he chuckled, “It’s only because I’m so in love with you,” he joked back. 

“So,” you began, voice dripping with sarcasm, “Your love for me has blinded you?” 

“That’s not exactly what I meant,” responded Suguru, smiling and playfully rolling his eyes. 

“But it’s probably true,” you giggled as Suguru began to slowly kiss down your neck.“Then what do you mean?” Suguru lifted you up and placed you on the counter, as if you were as delicate as a butterfly wing. 

“Let me show you. Let me show you how much I love you” 

“Suguru, we can’t - the girls-“

He shushed you with a chaste kiss to your lips. 

“The girls are watching a movie. In all honesty, they’re probably passed out from today.”

“I’ll be fast…” he continued, his hands beginning to slide up your thighs. 

Gods, he’s so persistent. 

“Suguru, be so honest with yourself right now. Your insatiable sexual appetite cannot be sated by one mere quickie.”

“It’s not my sexual appetite I’m concerned with. I’ll get just as much pleasure from eating you out as I would being inside of you. I just wanna make you feel good, doll.”

His fingers ventured further, ghosting over your now drenched pussy. 

His face was less than an inch away from yours, sweet, hot breath fanning your face. 

The hands you were using to hold yourself upright on the counter, suddenly wrapping themselves in inky hair, pulling Suguru closer to you. 

When he kissed you, it was messy, but full of passion. 

“Please, baby,” he whispered as both of your breaths picked up in pace.  

Your core burned with need. It was borderline painful. 

“You’ve left me with such a problem now, Suguru. You better take care of it,” you slurred. 

“Yes, love.” 

Suguru obediently complied with your demand, bunching up the long skirt of your dress to your hips, revealing your large bump and comfy panties. Your underwear was one you frequently used to wear when you were on your period. They were cotton hipsters, decorated with cherries and a little bow on top. 

“Sorry I dressed for comfort, not you eating me out,” you joked, making fun of yourself before Suguru had the chance to. 

“Why are you embarrassed about that? I think they’re adorable.”

He kissed you again, slowly making his way from your mouth, to your jaw, to your tummy. 

“I love this sweet belly,” Suguru smiled into your stomach before inching lower, towards your cherry covered panties. 

He mouthed over your warmth, pressing open mouthed kisses to the wet patch that had dispersed throughout the material.

You let out a soft moan, unashamed of how sensitive your pussy had become. 

Then, Suguru bit on the top of the underwear, right where the little bow was. He slowly pulled your panties down with his teeth, nose skimming over your clit as he continued downward. You jumped in pleasure, covering your mouth with one of your hands as not to frighten the girls. 

“Good boy, Sugu,” you’d never taken charge like that before, using more dominant language.

Apparently, you needed to do it more often, because Suguru let a deep moan escape from the depths of his chest, resulting in a vibrating sensation around your mound. He licked a long stripe from your core to your clit, circling around the numb a few times before diving into the area around your folds. 

“Ah- Sugu- So good,” you moaned, giving into the pleasure. 

Lewd sucks and squelches were left in Suguru’s wake, his face quickly becoming covered in your essence. 

Slowly, a finger entered your weeping hole. You clenched greedily around it, glad to be fed something to help satisfy the hunger of your desire. 

He slowly started rocking his finger back and forth, pistoning in and out of your pussy. You felt every callous, every knotty joint and muscle as he filled you. Soon, one finger became two, and he started scissoring you open, all while his mouth stayed glued to your clit. 

The pleasure was immense. Suguru’s pleasure seemed to be immense as well. The man was so full of want and desire that he started rocking his hips into the cabinets just to get some friction. 

“Feel so- so good baby. Just like that, I got you,” Suguru moaned after a particularly hard thrust into the cabinet. “Love, you look so good like this. All spread out above me,” he slurred through half lidded eyes. His legs were tense, body visibly shaking. All the tell-tale signs that an orgasam was approaching. That, and the fact that there was a dark stain accompanying the erection in his pants. 

You reached down to his hair again, pulling on it so that he would be forced to look into your eyes. 

“Suguru, are you going to cum?” 

“Yes, doll,” he bit his lip and whined.

“You don’t get to c-cum until I do,” you stated, feeling your own climax approaching. 

His fingers dove into your pussy again, this time landing on the little spongy spot inside that had you seeing stars. Suguru also continued to swirl his tongue and mouth around your clit as if your life depended on it. 

“Cu-“ you didn’t even get the entire word out as your release coarsed through your body. You felt like you were flying, all of that tension and built up stress leaving your body as you came down from your high. 

Suguru followed not very long after, cumming in his pants. He then shakily stood up and half collapsed in your arms, half against the cabinet again. He gently placed his head on your swollen belly. 

You kissed his forehead, wiping away the sweat with your sleeve. 

“I love you, Y/N.” 

As a response, you pulled him into a sweet kiss. You could still taste yourself on his tongue. 

 “I love you more, Suguru.” 

“I love you most. I’d end the world for you.” 

You stared at each other for a moment, just basking in each other’s presence, and the afterglow of sex. 

Then, your tummy started to complain with growling noises.

“Dinner should be ready in 5. Why don’t you go get the girls? I’ll freshen up,” Suguru suggested, matter of fact. 

“Okay. I love you,” and with that, you placed a kiss on his still moist cheek before carefully walking up the stairs, cupping your belly as you walked. Suguru stood there like an idiot, as if he were dumbstruck by the fact that you actually existed. 

The sound of his cell phone ringing pulled Suguru out of his trance. 

He flipped open the phone. No caller ID. Weird. 

He didn’t recognize the number on the tiny, pixelated screen. 

Slowly, he pulled it up to his ear to answer. 

“Hello,” he said. 

“Suguru?” A voice called from the other line. 

A voice he would know anywhere. 

“Satoru?” 

… 

end of part II 

dividers by @bunnysrph

[natriae]

i need a continuation of dilf toshi BECAUSE I CANTT

i love dilf toshi¡!!!¡!!

I do have a part 2 coming out soon with satori's daughter and toshi but n e way to feel you now

MDNI

Dilf! Toshi who became quite the expert when it comes to fucking. He started having one nights stands just to learn and found out his body gives him quite the advantage

Dilf! Toshi that loves to take care of you and spoil you in any way

Dilf! Toshi who takes his role as your protector seriously...scary dog privilege fr

Dilf! Toshi who books random trips to take you on just because

Dilf! Toshi who gets scared he's not doing enough

Dilf! Toshi that will block followers that talk bad about you

Dilf! Toshi who will do literally anything to make you happy if you wanted to break up with him as sad as he would be he would let you because he cares so much

[spiderlily-w1tch-blog]

𝚄𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚓𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚆𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚒 - 𝙶𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙 𝙶𝚎𝚝-𝚃𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛

𝕎𝕀𝕊ℙ𝕊𝕀𝕄ℙ𝕊

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ft Haikyuu Captains + various partners (Kuroo x Tsukki, Daichi x Suga, Bokuto x Hinata, Oikawa x Mattsun); ft oral cock-warming, no touching, throat bulge

𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫: I do not own Haikyuu or its characters, all credit goes to its creators and actors

WC: 2,702

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: Includes oral cock-warming, no use of Y/n, 1st Person POV; GN!Reader, no pronouns/gendered terms or descriptions of genitalia used for Reader, obligatory exhibitionism/public sex warning (Series Warning)

𝕸𝖎𝖓𝖎 𝕹𝖔𝖙𝖊: Apologies if Oral Cock-warming isn’t your cup of tea, blame the Picker Wheel lol

【Ｍａｓｔｅｒｌｉｓｔ】

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Wakatoshi stroked my hair lightly as he leaned in and pressed a light kiss to my lips. I was reasonably a bit nervous as Toshi and I have never done something quite this bold before. His affection and the look in his eye managed to soothe my worries.

“Are you ready, my love?” He muttered against my lips, earning a nod in return and a small noise of agreement. He nodded in return and spread his legs for me to slide down between them. As I did, I bit down on my lip at the sight of his hard-on standing proud where he had his pants open. Looking around, I saw how Tsukishima was already situated between Kuroo’s legs with the captain’s dick fully engulfed in his throat, even with a (presumably) playful glare up at Kuroo’s teasing glance. He was very blatantly ignoring the red dusting his cheeks, but so was the blonde. The fact he could still somehow breathe easily even with the monster I caught a glimpse of earlier creating an impressive bulge in his throat— I had to admit— had earned him a fair amount of respect from me.

Sugawara was working his way down on Daichi’s cock as he looked up and made sensual eye contact with his boyfriend. With a soft smile, muttered praises, and a gentle hand in his silver locks, Daichi easily coaxed Suga all the way down. Looking to my other side I could see Hinata working his way down on another monster, and although he was pacing himself despite his obviously barely contained enthusiasm— seemingly from lots of practice— it was entirely too obvious Bokuto was barely retraining the urge to fuck into his mouth.

“Eyes up here, love, don’t worry about them, alright?” Toshi coaxed my attention back, lightly holding the side of my face to angle my gaze back at him. The sight of him eased my nerves and I sent a calm smile up at him before redirecting my eyes to his cock, by far beating all the others here, even if that may be my bias speaking.

I sent him a nod before preparing myself to take the whole of him into my mouth- no, into my throat. I worked up to it by licking and kissing up to his tip and, as we usually did during intercourse, slipped him in inch by inch until I finally felt the head of his cock touch the back of my throat. I had made it to the hard part so I took a moment to take a breath and prepare for what would now be a bulge in my throat rather than my belly.

Once I got my bearings I slid the rest of him into my mouth. Into my throat, I seemed to keep reminding myself. My nose was nestled in the neatly trimmed hair at the base of his cock and I had to hold back the moan that threatened to escape at his natural scent. I settled well enough and only had to adjust him slightly to breathe as comfortably as possible in the given situation.

When I heard the other captains begin to talk I resisted the instinctive urge to move my head to look at the speaker. I let myself fall into a calm lull with the background talking and just let my thoughts run rampant— no matter how much it completely ruined my undergarments and left a sizable wet spot in mere seconds. I realized, then, that I’d never been more grateful that I managed to train myself to no longer have a gag reflex. Of course, how many times I managed to convince Toshi to let me ease his tension certainly helped.

Each time Toshi spoke up, his deep baritone voice seemed to vibrate through his body into his cock. That, or his voice just kept up the effect it always had on me and made me practically vibrate with want. When I realized that I was just about to give in to my subconscious thoughts of bobbing my head and having Toshi fuck my mouth as hard as he fucks my greedy hole, I brought myself back to the present and zoned in on the conversations.

“Yea, Suga seems like a good boy, but believe me, it’s all an act. He’s a little mischief maker and loves to cause trouble. I think he does it just to get a punishment. Isn’t that right, pretty little slut?” I heard Daichi coo at the silver-haired man on his cock. From the yelped chuckle it sounded like Suga did something in response, swallowed, sucked, or anything of the like. “What did I say? Troublemaker.” I could hear the smirk in his voice and the other captains chuckling along with him. Toshi even have a small amused huff that shifted his cock in my mouth and I felt the veins of him scrape against the sensitive skin of my mouth and throat that had me swallowing a moan that threatened to erupt around him.

“Hmm, I’m sure you’ve figured this one out by now,” Kuroo chuckled to Daichi, “but Tsukki is pretty much the opposite. He acts all salty and unapproachable but he can be such a good, docile boy when he wants to be. Especially when he gets a cock in him, mouth or ass, he becomes such a good boy, so obedient.” With the position, I could just shift my eyes to see him stroke a hand over Tsukishima’s hair, the blonde seemingly too blissed out in the moment to bother with Kuroo’s teasing.

Saliva was collecting in my mouth and I knew that it would either drip out messily or slide down my throat in the wrong way if I didn’t swallow. I didn’t want to bother Toshi, though, but I decided I’d rather not risk it. My mouth and tongue muscles convulsed against Toshi’s cock as I swallowed and it earned a groan and a barely-there jerk of his hips which usually would have spurred me on to do more and bob my head if it weren’t against the carefully set rules for the evening. He glanced down at me with a hungry look disguised as silent reprimand. I managed to communicate all I needed to with an apologetic look— the bit of saliva dripping out the side of my mouth likely helped too— and he patted my hair in consolation and understanding.

He slid his hand down the side of my face and swiped away my drool with his thumb lovingly. The small show of affection encouraged me even more to behave for him. I let my eyes flutter closed as I reveled in the moment. The feeling of his heavy cock on my tongue and in my throat was, in a sort of perverse way, soothing. The sounds of the other captains talking became welcome background noise as I sat prettily with my hands intertwined with each other in my lap to stop myself from giving into the urge to toy with my own apparent arousal that had surely completely ruined my underpants by now. I’d have to ask Toshi to take me shopping for new ones after this. I knew how much he loved to have input, especially when they were ones for him to pull off of me on the more intimate nights that I got to dress up for him.

“Bokuto, Kuroo, how much shit do you guys get from getting with someone from a rival team? Karasuno, no less, the team that, I have to admit, has been winning an impressive amount of matches.” Oikawa, who was sat directly across from Wakatoshi, piped up. I had seen him walk in with Mattsun and could only imagine that he was in a similar position to Tsukishima with how tall he was. I heard Kuroo chuckle and hum a low groan, likely feeling the vibrations of his own laugh reflected at him with Tsukishima nestled flush to his pelvis.

“It’s calmed down by now but believe me, I thought I would never live it down with Yaku and Fukunaga and even Yamamoto on my ass for months after they found out. Yamamoto still brings it up sometimes but without the other two backing him, he’s harmless.” I opened my eyes and looked out the corner of my eye to see him stroking the lanky blonde’s hair and looking down at him with a fond expression. Had I not had my mouth full, I would have smiled warmly at the sight.

“That is… sickeningly sweet. You two have too much power. You shouldn’t get to be this cute.” Oikawa spoke jokingly before waiting only a moment for Bokuto to answer.

“Actually, no one has a problem! Everyone loves Shou almost as much as I do~!” He cooed down to the excitable ginger sat contentedly between his legs, “They even say he’s my lucky charm!” I could hear the wide grin in his voice.

“And what about you, Daichi? Any feelings about two of your players pairing with Rival Captains?”

“Nope, so long as it doesn’t cause any upsets, I’m glad they’re happy.” I could hear the truth and sincerity in his voice which made it harder to suppress a sweet hum. I closed my eyes again and clenched my hands tightly together. Wakatoshi’s hand affectionately stroking over my hair brought me back to the moment. My eyes fluttered open yet again as I looked up at him to meet his reassuring gaze. Of course, he noticed my attempts at grounding myself. Of course he would, he was always so in tune with my needs and wants and emotions after all. No one would have expected how well he could pick up on others’ emotions with his lack of expressions for himself, but he was raised by his sweet grandmother who taught him to be sensitive to others.

With a silent conversation, he asked with his eyes if I was okay still or if I needed a break. Sure I had deep throated him plenty of time but not for this long and certainly not i’m such a bold setting with an audience. With a slow blink, I assured him I was alright and he sweetly brushed his thumb over the apple of my cheek before his attention on me was broken.

“And Ushiwaka, you’re the only one with someone who’s not a volleyball player, too. Do you think it’s easier or harder to maintain than if you had partnered with a player?” Oikawa seemed to be the most chatty of the bunch with all his questions.

“I don’t know how the two compare but I suppose it’s nice to have someone outside of the stress of the game to relax and decompress with. My love is perfect for helping me relax in a multitude of ways.” He spoke fondly and I could practically feel the soft gazes of the other Captains at Toshi’s sweet words.

“God dammit, not you, too! Save some cute for the rest of us,” Oikawa playfully pouted and made the others chuckle, though a simultaneous chorus of groans permeated the air when the vibrations reverberated to their dicks.

“I’m sure we can imagine a few of the ways you both end up relaxing, huh?” Kuroo joked with the innuendo heavily laced in his words. The thought of other people imagining my sex life with my boyfriend had my cheeks heating up more than they had the entire evening thus far.

By the twitch of Toshi’s cock in my mouth, it had an effect on him, too. Though it didn’t seem to be embarrassment. It seemed to actually excite him. Perhaps that was why he had accepted the invite from the other captains about this… Event. Once I started to think about it myself, it actually excited me, too. As was evident in my growing arousal. Without meaning to, I flexed the muscles in my throat and brought a sudden groan out of my lover as well as his heated gaze and one of his big hands landing on the back of my head, gripping my hair tightly.

“Behave…” He growled lowly and the sound of his voice heavy with pure, unadulterated lust and want sent jolts of pleasure directly to my lower belly, adding to the already scalding heat there. I was finally at my limit to how much need could build up inside me. Need for him. For my hungry lover. Hungry for me. I flicked my eyes up to meet his heated gaze and as I held the eye contact, I pointedly swallowed around him, adding suction and hollowing out my cheeks. He growled down at me again and tightened his hold on my hair as a warning. The conversation around us halted when they saw what was happening between us and no one said anything, only watching on.

I heard a voice from somewhere around us mutter a breathy, ‘Fuck’ but couldn’t bring myself to care enough to identify who it was nor let it distract me from my self-appointed mission. My mission to ruin my boyfriend in front of the audience that had already brought him into such an intimate situation. Or, at the very least, coax him into ruining me. Absolutely demolishing me in front of the gazes of the audience we had like he wanted. Like I knew he wanted.

He had always found ways to silently declare that I was his and his alone, whether it was by marks left on my neck or collarbone, even ones on my sternum and thighs— the insides of my thighs— for others to see only in the locker rooms, or even ways that were only for me and him to know. Like when he fucked me hard enough to leave my legs wobbly for at least half the day with his cum leaking down my thighs under my uniform.

Now it seemed that he was eager to actually fuck me in front of an audience to show them that I belong to him. That I was completely and wholly his. To cum inside me and let it slowly drip out of my stretched-out hole for all to see. To claim me in the purest form.

With the thoughts racing through my mind, my arousal grew to insane amounts and left the wet spot on my underwear soaked through and dripping down onto the floor through my trousers. My tongue moved against his stiff length still inhabiting my throat and I rhythmically sucked and released around him, tensing my throat by swallowing. All the while, I held his intense stare with a challenge in my eyes. He held out for as long as he could, tugging on my hair roughly to quietly command me to stop and glaring down at me as he pointedly did his best to not let any of his noises out or reactions show. Emphasis on ‘Try’ as he couldn’t help but let whimpers and breathy grunts escape his throat and the hard bite he had on his bottom lip, the skin an angry red as he came close to breaking the skin, and the twitch of his eyes into the undeniably needy gaze.

Finally, finally, he was on the verge of breaking and I knew exactly how to push him over the edge. I moaned around his cock and even with my mouth and throat stuffed full, it was one of the lewdest, sluttiest sounds I’d ever made, possibly even moreso given the situation. The vibrations on his dick were just the right push he needed and he quickly yanked me off of his cock, saliva and precum dripping down my chin and a thick strand connecting us for more than half a foot before it snapped and dripped onto my chest.

“Alright, my little slut, you asked for it.” His voice was deeper than I’d ever heard it, his eyes darker than ever, and his movements more inspired and rushed than even his horniest moments when we were alone.

All I could do was grin at him and muster up a single broken, rasping word from my sore throat, still reeling from his massive cock.

“Please.”

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𝕋𝕒𝕘𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥:

@frosch-thefrog @hellsingalucard18

[lssugaluv]

The way he asks you to marry him.

Fem reader x various Haikyuu characters.

• Haikyuu Headcanons.

• Small Stories + Headcanons.

• Contains: Fluff, bunch of it. How long you’ve been dating for, romance, sweetness, petnames, high school to adult romance.(most of them.)

• Characters: Ushijima, Kuroo, Sugawara, Atsumu, & Suna.

Sugawara;

You and Suga have been dating for 4 years now. You began dating on your third year of high school.

You were the girl of his dreams. When he had finally gained the courage to ask you to be his girlfriend, after having the biggest crush on you since your first year, he felt like he was about to pass out.

Those nerves came again when he asked you to meet him at your favorite garden in Kokedera, Kyoto. It was just the two of you, he wanted the proposal to be as intimate as can be.

He asked you to come in a cute flowy white dress he bought for you. He wore a loose white dress shirt with kacky pants and white slip on vans.

When he saw you arrive, he swore you were an Angel sent from heaven. Gorgeous as ever. Today you were just extra gorgeous to him.

At first you had no idea why he asked you to come dressed up to the garden but you didn’t question him. Once you arrived and saw him playing with his fingers and slightly flushed from his cheeks, you knew something was up.

He went ahead and grabbed both of your hands and yelled “I LOVE YOU.”

You giggle and tell him you love him as well.

“P..PL..PLEASE BE MY WIFE!”

You open your eyes wide and grow the biggest smile you can possibly have. “Baby, you don’t need to yell.” You say as you giggle. You reach in to kiss his soft lips and place your forehead on his, eyes closed. “I would love to be your wife.” As you both give each other the biggest bear hug.

Ushijima;

You and Ushijima have been dating for 3 years now.

You two met in middle school due to your family moving to Sendai and being neighbors with Ushijima. You guys will unintentionally walk to school together and back home.

In high school, you guys will hardly talk but he had always though you were very pretty. He loved how naturally beautiful you were and how happy you seem to be. He got to know after you two graduated Shiratorizawa. You both went to the same college and pursued your dream careers.

The way he asked to marry you was by taking you to the pathway to Shiratorizawa. Compared to your middle school walk, the high school was a bit further from your homes.

You guys will have to pass through a river path everyday and gorgeous greenery.

You two were walking in silence hand in hand. He always loved how your small hand fit perfectly with his huge hand. He loved how the soft wind will blow your hair and he was able to see your beautiful side view and features. He loved how every step he’ll take, you’ll try to keep up with him.

You two finally arrived to the River pathway and he had asked you to take a seat on the grass with him. You two enjoy the nature and the sounds of the river currents. Despite your now busy lives, he always enjoyed this peace with you. With no one around but just the two of you.

“I want to spend the rest of my life with you Y/N.”

You gently smile and rest your head on his shoulder , rubbing your hand up and down his forearm.

“I do too Toshi.”

He moves in front of you, blocking the view of the river, which you didn’t mind at all. He’s the view you love to see.

“Please marry me.” He says as he opens a small dark blue cube box with a simple silver band in the box.

You couldn’t help but not hold back your tears and nod your head as in yes. You stick your hand out and he places the small engagement band around your small finger. “I love you” you say as you give him the most sweetest kiss.

Suna;

You and Suna have been best friends since elementary.

You two began to actually date on your first year of high school. You have been his high school sweetheart, his biggest supporter, his best friend, his everything since day one. He knew one day he will marry you. And the day to ask the big question has came at last.

Suna has always been one to keep to himself but when it came to the two of you being alone, man was he attached to you. He always shows his true colors when only being with you. He is crazy in love with you.

The way he asks to marry you is by asking you to come over to his apartment and making dinner together.

You came dressed in a nice light pink corset top with light washed jeans and low white heels. You always loved to get dolled up for him even when he said he preferred you in his sweater and sweatpants.

He was dressed casual, a black polo shirt and some jeans, and shoes, well he had slippers on because he was inside his apartment.

You guys decide to go with chicken Alfredo pasta since today’s date night dinner was Italian. You guys always will meet up during your busy weeks, or FaceTime when he was out of the country or town due to tournaments. You will always play “Spin the Wheel” using your phone and typing which country you guys should do date night with.

Since it was Italian night, you guys made homemade pasta, got store bought Gelato, and decided to watch “Letters To Juliet.” He knew how much you love romance movies, so he always let you choose the movies.

Meanwhile you guys were eating, you noticed he was eating slower than usual. Which you grew to worry because the food was very delicious. “Rin Rin, is everything okay?” He picked up that he was overthinking and quickly stuffed pasta in his mouth. “Yes princess. The food is delicious.” He says with a mouthful.

When you cleaned up after eating and served the gelato, you meet him at the couch with the movie ready to play on Netflix. You notice that he was on his phone, which was a rule that when on date night, no phones allowed. You stopped the movie to ask him what was wrong again.

He assures you nothing is wrong and told you to play the movie. You then notice he once again is focused of his phone when you pull the phone away from his hands. He freezes when you gasped after you read what was on the Google search.

“ How to surprise girlfriend with a proposal?”

After you finished reading, you saw he was right in front of you, both knees on the ground and one small white box on your thigh. “I panicked and didn’t know how to surprise you. But I want you to be with me forever more. Sorry you had to find out through Google Y/N.”

You place the white box on the side of the couch and literally jump on him, both of your bodies dropping to the ground. You begin to give him a billions of kisses all over his face, with the biggest smile on your face. “A millions times yes Rintarou.”

Kuroo;

As he’s pacing back and forth in Kenma’s room, he finally got an idea. “I know where! I can propose to Y/N at the beach.” He says as he grabs on to his best friends shoulders, blocking his game.

Kenma moves his head to the side to get a view of his game. “I already told you that idea.”

You and Kuroo have been dating for 2 years. You guys met at work in the office. You guys actually met at the beach. It was frustrating day for him, and he loves to cool off at the beach. You had gone that day because you were supposed to go on a date, just for the guy to stood you up. You knew of one another at work but never actually spoken until that day.

He had saw you walking alone by the waves, barefoot while you were holding your heels. It was freezing that day, which he thought you were insane walking barefoot. He walks toward you when he saw you were wiping your tears and standing in front of the ocean.

“Y/N, are you okay?” You turn to face the tall man and completely ball out crying. He invited you to eat ramen after your cried it out and took you home. He waited in the living room until you showered and had made tea for you. He then had left once he saw you fully asleep, and left a note on your nightstand giving you his number.

You meet him at the beach and you see he is standing right in front of the ocean. You silently walk toward him and stand next to him, taking in the ocean breeze. “Remember two years ago when I met you at this exact spot? You were crying for some asshole meanwhile I was having a work meltdown.” He still hadn’t made any eye contact with you but continued. “I remember thinking how pretty you looked crying and wondered to myself, man, if only a girl can cry for me.”

He takes your hand and placed a small diamond ring on your left ring finger. “Let me be the one to wipe your tears on the altar when we’re getting married. I love you, always and forever. Thank you for being my everything.”

You begin to cry after staring at the tiny rock for a good 5 minutes. He gently picks up your face with his two huge hands, wiping your happy tears with his thumbs. “Yes Tetsu. Yes.”

Atsumu;

You and Atsumu have been dating for 5 years. You began to date during your second year of high school. Everyone who knew you and Atsumu gave you 1 week for you to break up with him. They always knew Atsumu to be the dumb volleyball nerd meanwhile you were a smart straight A student. You both were pretty popular, but people thought you were too much for Atsumu.

Atsumu has always been loud, obnoxious, and sometimes an airhead. But boy did he love you. He knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you as soon as you had surprised him at one of his volleyball games. “She’s the one.” He said nice and proud to his teammates that day at the locker rooms.

During the nationals, he went out of the country and had invited you with him. It was pretty tough for you to leave due to your university schedule but you had managed to make it. You were wearing his jersey that day, cheering loud and proud for your MSBY superstar.

You hear the bell and call it game and they had won. From there , some people were leaving and you were so excited to see Atsumu to congratulate him and the team. From there, you see yourself on the jumbo screen confused. You look down at Atsumu and look back up at the jumbo screen to see Atsumu on one knee with the screen saying “Marry me baby.” The screen once again goes back to you with tears running down your face and the rest of the crowd cheering loudly.

Bokuto had ran to go get you and grabs your hand and you both run to the court. Once you guys get to the doors of the entrance of the courts, Bokuto stops and leaves you on your own. You charged towards Atsumu, jumping on him and clinging on him. You gave him a huge kiss and said “I would love to marry you Atsumu.” He then pulls your head towards him and gives you three huge kisses, carrying you meanwhile the crowd roars again and all cameras on you both.

After thoughts:

• Hey y’all. Coming back to you with some fluff because why not? And Haikyuuuu head canons are my fav. I just got married through the court. So of course love is in the air and I wanted to write about proposing.

• Not Proofread. :/

• Please enjoy, like, comment & Reblog.

• Please do not copy my work. <3

[zia-saturn]

Verbal. [Oneshot]

Summary: What happens when you have the most steamy, lewd, and passionate phone sex with one of the most notorious villains to step foot on this earth?

Villain!All Might/Reader

18+ readers only

❌MDNI❌

[DISCLAIMER: The characters respectfully belongs to the creator of 僕のヒーローアカデミア Boku no Hero Academia/My Hero Academia, Kohei Horikoshi.

All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of the respective owners. The author of the fanfiction is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any previously copyrighted material. No copyright infringement is intended.]

MATURE CONTENT WARNING:

This fanfiction is intended for mature audiences only.

This story contains explicit adult sexual content. If you are easily offended or are under the age of 18, please leave now. Reader discretion is advised.

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As the seconds turned to minutes…

And as the minutes turned to hours…

Your work day seemed to drag on endlessly. You made it a habit to check your phone for the time repeatedly. A few instances, you assumed that the clock was broken. It did not help that the summer season brought upon the worst bout of humidity across the city. Most of the air conditioning units had to be prepared due to over exertion of energy that it generated.

So that meant that most of the employees were stuck dealing with a small rotating fan for the time being.

You just had to grin and bear the heat. Hydration was also important. You made sure that you had a nice tall water bottle supplied on your desk. Your coworkers utilized spare stacks of paper, empty binders and folders to construct makeshift handheld fans.

‘Oh happy fucking day! The best time for the goddamn a/c to go down.’ That snarky side of you wanted to bellow that sentence out loud to everyone in the office but you decided to keep your tongue in check. It would cause unnecessary drama as well as unnecessary arguments. Also, you did not have the mental fortitude to deal with anyone’s bullshit, especially on that day.

Your phone buzzed inside of your pocket. Stealthily, you pulled out your phone to check who was calling. A new text message arrived. It was from Toshinori. You were taken aback. You haven't heard from the man in over six months.

The reason for the break was because he became possessive over time and before things escalated, you told him that you needed some time for yourself. You made it clear from the beginning that things between you and him were strictly casual and sexual. On the outside, he appeared to be calm, almost stoic. However, how Toshi felt on the inside was a completely different story. He did not want to part ways with you, not even for a second. His blood boiled at just the mere thought of another man even looking at you let alone touch you. His mind played many scenarios of different ways of crushing the skull of any unfortunate man that had the displeasure of crossing his path.

TOSHI [7:02 P.M.]: So wet…

You could feel yourself growing slick in between your folds. 'Damn it…’ Your thumb managed to rapidly type out a quick reply to him all the while making sure that no one saw you on your phone. So far, the other's were preoccupied with their own tasks so you were in the clear for now.

YOU [7:03 P.M.]: Do you have to do this right now?

TOSHI [7:06 P.M.]: Leaking off of the tip. I've been waiting for you all day.

YOU [7:07 P.M.]: Are you really going to start with me right now? I'm at work.

TOSHI [7:10 P.M.]: I could really use those pretty lips of yours right now.

YOU [7:12 P.M.]: I don't think this is the appropriate time. I'm very busy at the moment.

There was a dull thumping sensation that resonated around your upper thighs.

TOSHI [7:15 P.M.]: Do you miss looking at it?

Then, he continued.

TOSHI [7:15 P.M.]: Touching it…

TOSHI [7:15 P.M.]: Licking it…

TOSHI [7:16 P.M.]: Because, I miss you doing all of those things with my dick.

YOU [7:17 P.M.]: You're making me wet. Please stop.

As Toshi was in the process of typing his next response, he could already feel the precum trickling down his shaft. He anticipated your response. Any response from you was a good response. He just craved to hear from you again.

TOSHI [7:20 P.M.]: I wish you could see all of the precum I just dripped for you.

You clamped your thighs tighter together, feeling your nether lips growing slick. You wished he ceased with his constant attempts at seducing you. Then, you squeezed your pelvic muscles in hopes of satiating that dull pulse in between your thighs.

YOU [7:23 P.M.]: Stop it, please. You're going to make me drip right onto my chair.

It was a good thing that your office chair was a leather one.

Your mind wandered around your desk and cubicle for an object that had a phallic shape to it. All of your toys were stored away in your drawers back at your apartment.

YOU [7:24 P.M.]: Not now. Just stop. I can't do this.

You hoped your last message made your point clear. The phone was silent for about five minutes.

Finally, a sense of relief came over you until another chime sounded off, notifying you that a new message arrived.

With much annoyance, you rolled your eyes and quickly glossed over the notification on the screen. It was at that moment you noticed a short video clip was attached to said message. With piqued curiosity, you tapped your thumb on it.

The title of the file showed a black screen before a short ten second clip proceeded to play. Your mouth watered at how long and glossy his cock looked underneath the dull bedroom light.

Once the video played, the first thing you saw was one of his large hands grip his thick pulsating dick. It was so long and the veins around the shaft were visible. "Damn, (name). Are you going to leave me alone and hard like this?" Your blond hulk of a lover rumbled out a groan from deep within his chest. That huge hand worked himself till he was unbelievably slick with his own pre-cum.

Opening up that video file was a very huge mistake on your part.

'Oh…God…Damnit…'

Heat rose in your cheeks before the sensation slowly tingled across the rest of your skin. Your nether lips grew slick.

He was adamant on making you feel hot and bothered right in the middle of your work shift. That plan was accomplished.

A moist rush pushed out of you and directly into your panties, immediately soaking the fabric.

'Shit…' Immediately, you snapped your thighs together shut. Damn him for trying to get you worked up inside of your office cubicle! So evil. So very evil.

How would that look if the people at your job saw you watching something that resembled porn? You cursed the clock because there were two hours left in your daily shift. It was two hours too long.

You rubbed your thighs together. The wetness remained along with the friction. Toshi was one of the few men that had that effect over you.

The frightening musclebound blond who towered over most people was your boy toy. A very intimidating one but a boy toy nonetheless.

The urge to get yourself off grew stronger by the second. That urge kept nagging at you over and over and you had him to thank. Once you reunited with him, he would get an earful from you.

You stood up from your chair and mumbled to the others that you would be in the restroom for a couple of minutes. “I'll be right back."

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The wet friction between your legs grew intense by the second. The trip to the bathroom felt like forever. Once, you shuffled yourself inside, you parked yourself in front of the mirror and sink. The coast was clear. There was no one around.

You took your left hand and lifted your skirt. Then, you stretched the fabric of your panties before you plugged your pussy with your index and middle finger. You were trying to simulate and imagine yourself getting fucked by Toshi.

Your trembling right hand reached over to your phone to tap a response text to his video.

YOU [7:34 P.M.]: I'm in the bathroom right now. I'm fucking myself. Don't have much time though…

That's when you decided to do a bit of edging yourself. You played the rest of the video footage on your phone and allowed your wildest imagination to take over from that point on.

Toshi's pre-cum made his cock look so deliciously glossy. It was so fucking gorgeous.

And those veins…

You could almost feel his veins caress your walls every time he gave your pussy slow satisfying strokes.

You would go crazy if you had the opportunity to massage his pre-cum all over his cock.

You tried to give yourself a few good pumps just to give yourself a bit more edge to the feeling. You wanted to feel like you were on the brink of cumming.

During the remainder of the video, the giant blond moaned while delivering long teasing strokes up and down on his cock. He kept groaning out your name in hunger and lust, repeatedly wishing you were there with him…

Riding him…

Sucking him…

"Yeah! Put it in me, baby. Come on." Your lustful whispers reverberated and echoed off the bathroom walls.

"Faster, baby. Faster. Work that dick faster for me…" Your fingers rapidly pounded in and out of you. You bent over as if he was behind you, ramming in and out of your dripping pussy. You knew how he liked you positioned.

You were so tempted to grab your camera phone and film yourself pleasuring your pussy with one of your favorite dildos. You were at a perfect angle to show everything.

Suddenly, the door knob clicked and turned. The sound instantly shattered and ruined that lust fueled haze that entranced you. A woman nonchalantly entered the bathroom. You stumbled a bit as you tried to fix your panties and skirt in place. Then, you turned on the faucet to wash your hands before trotting yourself out of the bathroom.

As you walked down the hallway, you typed another text out to him.

YOU [7:40 P.M.] Can you at least wait for me a little while longer? I’ll be home in two hours.

YOU [7:41 P.M.] Do me a favor and stay hard for me. Can you do that?

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The day was finally over. You sighed in relief, quickly trotting towards your car that was located in the parking garage.

The fabric of your panties was completely soaked by the time you reached the parking lot. Your mind kept drifting to the image of Toshi's cock…

and how hard it was…

Toshi edged himself for a couple of hours. But, he wanted to save his entire load just for you.

TOSHI [10:05 P.M.]: Where are you, baby girl?

You tried to clock out of work as fast as you could so you could finally get some space to yourself. The inside of your car would suffice for the time being.

YOU [10:10 P.M.]: I want to make myself cream in my car. Should I do it?

You were eager for Toshi's answer.

TOSHI [10:12 P.M.]: No. You're not allowed. I want you to wait like you've made me wait because it's only fair. Get your ass home now.

YOU [10:13 P.M.]: Fuck you!

TOSHI [10:14 P.M.]: You will soon.

YOU [10:16 P.M.]: It's not fair what you're doing to me. I don't think I can take it anymore. I want to touch myself but you won't let me.

TOSHI [10:18 P.M.]: Frustrated, are we? Well, the sooner you get home, the sooner you can get the opportunity to make your pussy feel good. To give her what she needs.

YOU [10:19 P.M.]: Fine. I'll be there in a few minutes.

Stuffing your phone back in your purse, you mumbled under your breath before starting your car.

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Once you reached home, you headed directly to your bedroom. Your purse, coat and outfit was thrown into heaps on the floor. That throbbing wet pussy of yours was screaming at you to touch it. Your clit was stiff and quite sensitive.

Both of your breasts billowed from the top of your bra when you pulled it down. Your nipples were already hard like pebbles.

Having a long phone sex session was the thing you needed after a long, hot day at work. The humidity made the ambiance easier to feel.

You grabbed your cell phone and called Toshi.

Toshi's deep voice could be heard on the other line when he answered "Hey Baby. Are you home?"

You giggled into the phone, "Yeah, I'm home now." The bed felt so warm and inviting when you crawled on top of it.

"You know, you really shouldn't distract me on the job. I could hardly concentrate." You were in the constant state of arousal during the remaining hours of your shift.

As soon as Toshi heard your voice, his cock felt an immediate rush of excitement. It was evident by the amount of precum oozing from his tip.

"Are you alone right now?" Toshi asked you.

You sighed in bliss, flicking your stiff clit in between your fingers. "Yes. I am."

"Good." He groaned and pumped his wet and slippery cock in his huge palm. "Take those panties off and get comfortable."

You already slid your panties down before he even asked you to do so. You knew what was about to happen.

Finally, your pussy was free and open for pleasure. You were still dripping after all this time. You knew what you needed and he knew too. You would help him get there too.

Toshi chuckled quietly, "I miss you so fucking much."

"I miss fucking you." You giggled at your own sly rearrangement of his words.

"Cute." He quietly snorted under his breath. "What do you miss about fucking me?"

"I miss the way your muscles flex…"

"I miss how huge your cock is when I suck it.”

"Your thick cock in my pussy.”

"The way you would gasp and grunt my name when you stroke yourself into my tight little pussy." You rubbed slow circles around your clit, feeling your lips leaking out your secretions slowly.

One time, the hulking blond man rapidly and mercilessly drilled your pussy on top of the kitchen table, shooting his load inside your womb. Then, bent you over to drill you from behind and splash his seed all over your bare ass cheeks. You had his cum trickling down your cheeks and it joined the oozing passage that was your pussy. He basically used your body to jerk himself off and it turned you on to be dominated and used in such a way.

Good times.

You had the urge to fuck yourself with one of your silicone dildos. You reached into your draws to retrieve a very precious device of yours. "There you are." You giggled as your eyes were greeted by the visual of your crimson silicon dildo. It was about seven inches with a ribbed texture so your walls can feel stimulated every time you fucked your pussy with it.

It was Toshi's turn to share his filthy thoughts to you. "I miss the way you sound. The way you smell. The way you taste. I want to lick you and taste your sweet nectar on my tongue."

The way he used his tongue to pleasure your pussy made you fall apart each and every time.

"I love sucking on your pretty clit. I want you to squirt in my mouth. Your pussy is heaven to me."

Toshinori was the only man who knew how to satisfy you in many ways. You used him as a vessel to unleash every dirty, nasty and outrageous fantasy that you have stored in your mind, time and time again. He wanted to spoil his favorite girl absolutely rotten. He may be the symbol of chaos and destruction but, when it came to you, he had a very soft spot for you.

"I'm about to use my dildo." You told him through groans.

"Which one do you have?" He familiarized himself with your assortment of toys during the time that he spent with you. There were some replacements that were made along the way.

"The red one." You coyly answered him. The red one was a sleek yet durable one that had three settings of intensity with its built in vibrations. The highest setting made you squirt within a matter of seconds. You took one of your towels and placed it beneath where you lay just in case things got a bit wet and wild.

"My favorite." Toshi purred.

"But, nothing could replace you." It was true. Nothing could compare to what the blond villain had to offer you, which was why you kept him on the hook for so long.

Your walls expanded as if it was awaiting the arrival of something huge to glide in. "I'm so open for you. I'm ready…" You gulped. "For your huge cock to go inside of me."

Incoming.

"Oh fuck." Air hitched into your lungs as you twirled the tip of your dildo around your pussy opening. Your nether lips parted once the tip made contact there, sawing up and down. Then, you teased your clit by tapping the tip of the dildo onto it. This was how he loved to tease you. You tried to replicate his actions upon yourself, wishing he was here with you. "I want to fuck myself right now. May I? Please? I can't wait. I'm ready for your big cock."

Toshi gave you permission to proceed. "Go ahead and glide it into that eager pussy if you wish." His thumb swirled around his tip, listening closely.

"Mmmmm…Thank you."

He barely got the last word out and you had the toy pushed into you, the entire thing.

-Schlip-

"Do you hear that?" You picked up the phone and placed it a couple of centimeters from your warmth.

"That's what I love to hear.” Toshi responded and licked his hand before jerking his dick. "It sounds so good going inside of you." Toshi’s hand pumped up his shaft. A couple of drops of pre-cum dribbled down slowly.

"Do you have your legs spread wide for me, sweetheart?"

"Of course I do. My legs are always open for you."

"Are you fucking yourself for me? I can hear you loud and clear on the other end. Hold the phone to your pussy so I can hear how wet you are.” Toshi ordered you.

You placed your phone near your pussy with one hand while thrusting your dildo with the other. You made sure the microphone/speaker could pick up on those lewd sounds that came out of you. The sounds were so sticky and sloppy, just the way he liked it.

"Delicious. You're such a good girl. How long have you been wet for."

"I wish you could see how wet I am."

The slow intrusion jolted the right nerves, just in time to make you drip a bit more. "Damn, baby! I feel so good right now…"

"Oh my." You took a good look at yourself. It looked so tasty and ready to be caressed and teased. He could only imagine.

Toshi's palm was completely soaked with the clear fluids of his pre-cum. "I wish that you could sit on my face so I can taste your sweet honey." He gave his huge sac a firm tug before returning to his shaft. His balls were so fucking full.

Your body jolted by the memories of him using his skillful tongue to make you see stars.

"Your pussy is amazing. I really want to lick your sweet pussy right now. Sit your pretty self on my face and let me make you scream with my tongue."

“I always love how you would work your tongue on me. I can feel you right now. I'm rubbing my toy in between my folds. My pussy is open and waiting for you. Make me want it. Make me beg for it. Don't let me have you too soon. I want you to tease me.” You cranked the notch up on your device, feeling the intensity jolting your clit.

"Oh shit." You plunged the toy deep in once more. "Oh fuck." Your pussy loved the sensations that the toy offered. "This hits my fucking spot every time."

"Work that dildo in your pussy like the good little slut you are." So much of Toshi's pre-cum dripped onto his floor. He was so wet.

He had your undivided attention and you would not stop until your man was growling and cursing in total ecstasy. The hulking blond can be such a screamer whenever he fucks and cums. You felt so proud that you had the ability to make him yell during sex.

You cupped a handful of one of your breasts. Your nipples were still hard. "Why are you doing this to me? Why are you trying to make me addicted to you all over again?" Those plump, soft lips of yours gave that nipple a soft suck. Then, it was given a long lick that was so tender and loving. Sucking your own tits always turns you on. He absolutely loved watching you play with your soft breasts.

“I would love to feel your large hands squeezing my tits.”

"I bet you look so good doing it. I love sucking on your breasts. Are those nipples hard?"

"Yes. They are. I need to suck your dick, baby. I need to suck it now."

There was nothing you would rather do than to have his veiny, throbbing cock in your mouth. Knelt in between his legs, bobbing your head back and forth, taste buds eager for his cum to jet into your mouth and down your throat. You would suck his dick anywhere and anytime he wanted. You could feel the velvety texture of his huge engorged sac dancing between your lips and tongue.

"You have no idea how much I want to suck you off right now. Splash all of that milk on my tongue."

"I can feel your soft lips around my dick right now. Can you stroke it for me and lick me up and down? Let me massage those walls with my cock. Just imagine the sensations of it stroking in and out.” His sharp canine teeth were bared when he hissed out. His body felt like it was heating up with all of the pleasure that radiated all over him. He kept reminding himself not to cum too soon. It proved to be impossible with the sounds you made and the words you said to him.

Your pussy could use a very good massage. For fifteen minutes. Half hour. Maybe two hours.

“I can just imagine you pounding my pussy with your big cock while I am underneath…On my knees…On Top of you…On the side of you. Fuck."

Your aching cunny was a creamy mess.

"I want to feel you in me. Can you slap my ass and pull my hair while you're pounding me from behind?"

"Anything for you, Doll.”

You stopped and placed your red dildo to the side only to replace it with a blue one with a smooth and sleek finish. "I want you to guess what I am doing now."

"What? Tell me, (name)."

"I'm going to ride the cock that you gave me for my birthday." You sat on your knees, spreading them apart slightly.

It was lovely and would go along well with the rest of your prized collection.

You aligned the tip with your opening before you sank onto it. It felt just as good as the first time you slid it inside of you. The instant the package was delivered to you, you were eager to try it out. The very moment you turned on the switch, it was game over for you.

It made you squirt a good few inches across the room. It almost hit your mirror. You swore, Toshi knew just the right size and speed to get you off in no time. You knew you had to show your own special way of appreciation for him.

You ceased the conversation for a moment to adjust yourself to a new position. You were about to ride your dildo as if you were riding your blond hunk of a lover. Then, you held your pretty toy vertically. "Are you still with me?"

"You know I am, baby." He licked his lips.

"Good. Because, I am going to ride you so hard." Your voice shook, feeling the dildo enter you.

He slapped his huge dick against his sculptured abdomen. “Be a good girl and fuck my cock.”

A tremble shook your body from the slow insertion of the tip. Everything felt more intense whenever you were on top riding a dick. You knew what was about to happen and you were more eager to continue. "Mmmmmm…so good…"

In it went but, not without a wet sound. You wanted to bounce so hard on that damn thing but you worried you might break the bed if you were to get too carried away. It took all of your willpower and discipline to take things slow. You did not know why you were in such a rush to get to climax. Maybe, it was because you haven't heard from Toshi for a while and you wanted to take this chance to get off with him. Even if it only meant hearing his voice over the phone.

You bounced your ass rapidly to get the sensation that he was drilling into you. “I’m going to ride you so hard, the bed would break.”

"Oooo. Shit. Keep talking." He roughly yanked on his dick, feeling his balls tighten.

You grabbed the bars of the headboard and bounced your hips faster. "You shouldn't send me such pictures while I'm at work. You could have gotten me in big trouble all because of your perverted ass." You scorned Toshinori with such playful sarcasm in your tone.

"I really had the urge to fuck myself in my cubicle. I almost came in the restroom but I was interrupted."

"Mmm~ You should have kept going, probably give her a show." His voice was deep with lust.

You needed more time and the proper space to touch your pussy in peace.

"Would you fuck yourself on the job if you were horny enough? How brave would you have to feel for you to do that?" He asked, rubbing his belly. The pre-cum dripped onto his stomach.

"Mmm~ I thought about it from time to time. I would have to feel pretty damn brave to do that. I mean, there are some cute guys and ladies at the office and I would love to give them a show. Perhaps, ride my toy cock like I'm riding it right now. I want you to arrive at my job. Let me bounce on your cock. You are going to have such a great time pleasing your cock with my hungry little fuck hole." You huffed, closing your eyes.

"Perhaps when I'm going balls deep in you, I will call your boss and your coworkers and have them listen to you get fucked."

You rolled your eyes. "Do you always have to go above and beyond with everything, huh?" You then giggled.

A small growl rumbled from deep within his chest. "Yes I do. I know which spots to touch.”

“Kiss…”

“Lick…”

“Suck…”

“Fuck…”

"Do you know whose pussy it is? It's mine. And you better not give it to anyone else. Otherwise, I'm going to have to punish you." He bit his bottom lip, feeling his whole body tense. The tip of his cock was so red.

"Do you love the way my pussy feels? Do you love the way I taste? Is it better than every dessert you've ever had?"

"You'll always be my favorite dessert. I can't wait to have a chance to taste you again."

"Well, you just keep saying all of the right things and I'm sure that you will."

"You know, I could be the one who can fuck you in the ass. I'll be the top and you'll be the bottom. You're allowed to select the size of my strap-on if you wish."

Toshi licked his lips at the thought of you dominating and pegging him. "You will look so fucking sexy if you do."

"Oh? Is that so? So, the big and bad All Smite has a secret craving for a huge dick?" You playfully tutted.

"Why does it have to be a secret? I enjoy dick from time to time." No one had a problem with it and if they did, they would not dare say it to his face. Not unless they enjoyed getting their spinal cord crushed like a blood and tissue slathered accordion.

Your imagination conjured up a scenario of your smaller body on top of his larger form, just thrusting your hips, charging that dildo in and out of his tight ass. Nice and tight, just the way you like it.

"I know your balls are so full."

"You're damn right they are. I haven't had a good cum in a long while."

"You know, you could have watched some porn if you were that eager to get yourself off."

"I know, but I'd rather have you in my bed instead. Even if I only get to hear your voice. You make me cum the hardest." He let out a long, deep exhale. The veins around his dick pulsated.

By this time, your nectar was trickling down your thighs. "Damn. I'm just flowing everywhere. This is what you do to me."

"Just move with me." His sultry groans came in sync with your moans. For the next five minutes, there was no talking, only sounds of raw passion towards each other.

"I hope your pussy is ready for what's about to come."

You were more than ready. You were ready since you initiated the phone call a half hour ago.

"It would really be a sight to see if you can cum all over your stomach."

Toshi slapped his cock onto his belly again. The tip was raging to shoot out semen all over it.

He gulped in a thick wad of air; the pleasurable little jolts had his cock throbbing. He was so damn close that he could just taste it.

"Mmm…I'm going to cum soon. So soon…" There was white hot heat swirling around your tummy. The inner muscles of your pussy grew tighter. Your toy was completely covered in cream.

"Let me cum with you, (name). You're ready to take my thick cum?" Toshi could feel his climax coming forth. From the looks of things, he was going to expel a lot of it. “I know you cannot wait until that moment where your cunt begins to tense. I know it drives you wild whenever you feel my cum fill you up inside.”

You tossed the toy aside and rolled onto your back. "Baby. I'm going to…" You gulped. Your entire body shook. "Can I cum now? Please?" Your index, middle and ring finger made their slippery entrance inside of you, sawing in and out. Your slick clung onto your digits. The buildup was absolutely mouth watering.

Both of your moans of passion entangled together with one another, becoming louder with each second that passed.

"I need it out! Where do you want me to put it? Tell me." Toshinori could not take it anymore. He was about to blow his load all over the place.

"In my pussy. Fill it up. I want to suck the rest out with my mouth. Please, cum for me. I want to hear you and your deep voice.” You whimpered and slapped your clit. Your walls and muscles tensed more.

"I have so much cum that I have saved for you, sweetheart."

"Cum all over me. Paint it white. Paint inside of me. Spray it. Fuck…" The sensation intensified once your fingers increased the pace.

“Clamp down on me when you cum. I can feel you tighten.” To simulate the feeling of your body cumming around him, his grip around his cock firmly applied more pressure with it. Toshi did all he could do to prevent himself from screaming into the air. He bit his tongue to stifle his sounds of passion and hunger. His Adams apple bobbed up and down each large lump he swallowed. The temperature arose on his skin. It felt close to feverish. He knew that his moment of climax was going to be an intense one. The one that will shake him to the core.

"Oh…YES! YES! YES! YES! FILL ME! FILL ME! FILL ME! FILL ME! Yes! Mmm!" The consistency of your slick became a bit thicker, turning opaque, almost white. "Right there." You were flat on your back, thighs parted in a spread eagle position.

"I am—OH FUCK!!! I'M GONNA CUM!!!" The orgasm was so good that he did not even need his hands. His cock knew what it should do and he let it take control in the process of ejaculation. It shot a couple of squirts of pre-cum, and then it bobbed up and down, gearing itself for its creamy finish. "Oh baby, here I cum!" He allowed his other senses to take over as his huge cock jetted out five long strands of semen. Each release made an audible splatter on the floor.

The tension made the scar on the left side of his abdomen throb in a dull pain.

"Listen to what you made me do. Listen well." He grunted.

Hearing him cum just set you off into your own orgasm.

"Oh my God. That sounds so fucking good!" You parted your thighs wider and allowed your raw pleasure to take possession of your body in every way possible.

"I wish all of that was inside of me." The whore in you was fully awakened. You proudly embraced it as your pussy began to contact and gush out a flow of milky goodness.

You tried to synchronize your orgasm with his but failed. It wasn't a big deal. Maybe, next time.

You tried so hard but something snapped into you. Those few last strokes delivered to your clit felt electrifying.

Your inner muscles clamped around your fingers in a rapid tempo, signaling the most intense climax that you have ever had. All ten of your toes curled inward.

Fuck, you made such a mess.

Thank goodness you were smart enough to place a towel underneath you.

Toshi's heartbeat slowed down from the high he went through. "Are you still with me?" He panted, catching his breath. He stifled an on coming coughing fit.

"Yes." You wiped yourself with the towel, cleaning yourself off.

"That was really good. I miss you so fucking much. I have to see you again soon. I mean real soon."

"I have the next week off if that works for you."

"Sounds like a plan."

"I will leave the key underneath the doormat next to the mailbox. I want you to surprise me by taking me from behind. That would be so sexy if you do."

"Oh shit, baby. I'm getting so many ideas right now. Just prepare yourself."

"Oh, trust me. I will." You gave him a couple of air kisses over the phone before you hung up.

This was a hell of a night indeed.

》 Fin 《

Notes: Well, that concludes this one shot. I hope everyone enjoyed the spicy meal. I tried to make the smut spine tingling and mouth watering as I possibly could.

[jellyfishandry]

Toshi w/ a nurse crush

CW: Unestablished relationship, injury, gn reader, crappy writing?

A/N: It's my birthday today so here's some stuff about my favorite character :DD This also might be written differently or oddly, idk why

I cannot get this man out of my head-

He first meets you in Recovery Girls office

It's right after the USJ incident, and he's talking to Tsukauchi

Recovery girl is also there, so when you needed her help with something, you went to talk to her

But you were unfamiliar with his small form

It's awkward for a few seconds, but you ask Recovery Girl a question, and she quickly answers

You leave the room fairly quickly, as you didn't want to disrupt their conversation further

Despite only being in the room for a few seconds, you used context clues and eventually came to the assumption that he was in fact, All Might

And after that, he would often see you helping students or staff occasionally

He really just thinks that you're a responsible and caring person at the time

If he had the chance to talk to you, we would, but he wouldn't go out of his way to

Just like a friendly acquaintance relationship

Though he always talks to you in is muscle form, cause he didn't know if you knew about his true form or not

But there was a time he was talking with Izuku, and they walked into an empty room

But you were there taking a quick break cause the last few hours had been rough

You greeted him with a small smile and asked about his day before excusing yourself to get back to work

And that's when he (and Izuku) realized you knew

He liked the fact that you treated him like any other staff member

Eventually the small talk would become more frequent, and he felt a stronger urge to protect you

And not that you were incapable of doing that yourself, but there was this unexplainable worry he had

But it's really when you scold him for being so reckless as you bandage him up

His heart and brain finally aligned, and suddenly he knows why he's been feeling like this

He was in love with you

Very much a "He fell first and harder" situation

He's a great patient when it comes to bearing the pain or staying still

But he can't help but feel bad that you have to waste time on him when you could be helping students

He stays silent about his feelings, cause he's afraid that if he gets rejected, it would make both of your jobs harder

But Recovery Girl catches on soon enough, considering he was coming to the nurses office more frequently, even when he wasn't injured

She doesn't say anything to him, but she does point out his behaviors to you

Basically leaving you to think through the interactions you've had with him

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