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cw: divorced dad!toji, panty sniffing, pervy and shy and in love!, caught in the act, masturbation, 18+

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dad!toji is a good man. he’s an exceptional father to his children, a wiffle ball coach during the summer for kids at his local elementary school, and a helpful, beloved neighbor. he always picks up trash on the ground, knows exactly why your toilet won’t flush, and has a fierce dedication to the art of grilling.

he’s also an undignified, raging pervert when no one’s looking.

it was an accident—seriously. he was just being a good partner, tidying up your shared bedroom by making the bed and collecting bits of clothing scattered about. you’d gotten ready in a rush that morning, muttering frantically about how late you were going to be to meeting up with your friends as you yanked clothing from your dresser and sent it careening to the floor when it didn’t match the rest of your outfit you had planned.

you stumbled out of your pajamas, ran your fingers hazardously close to your eyes to settle your bedhead, and stepped into your shoes as you bumbled out the door, calling back to him that you’d see him later and loved him. he’d laughed at you the entire time, even as you scowled through the kiss you left on his cheek.

it was impressive, really, how disastrous of a state you could leave a place in within a few minutes. impressive, and endlessly charming to him, for whatever reason. a lovesick smile tilted his lips as he refolded your awry clothing and began to pick up what you had changed out of before you left: an old shirt, a pair of loose sweatpants, and—

your panties—the ones you had slipped into last night after your shower. the ones you slept in for hours.

sometimes, you’d told him once on a lazy afternoon, candid and curled up into his chest on your couch, sun teasing through your curtains, i’ll have these vivid dreams—like, wet dreams.

it was a silly conversation that he’d tucked into a file in his mind. it excited something in the primal sect of his brain, to know there were nights you spent aching and desperate in your sleep, eager to alleviate yourself with his mouth when you awoke.

that morning had been like that—you rubbed yourself over his bare thigh and mumbled groggily about your dream until your phone lit up and flashed with the time. he collapsed onto the bed and huffed, half-hard and effectively cockblocked by your scheduled brunch as you raced to dress yourself.

but now—now, he has a fragment of you left behind, begging to be noticed. begging to be appreciated, in his mind. a fragment of his favorite part of you (your eyes don’t count—they’d take the cake every time). your used panties on the floor at his feet, all for him.

fuck—”fuck.” he glances sheepishly around the room like you might jump from a hidden corner and burst into laughter at him and his deviant boner and the stunned, almost reverent way he’s burning a hole into your underwear with his stare. is he really doing this? does this violate some proverbial contract he signed when he started dating you—is this breaching a moral code?

the laundry basket trembles as he drops it onto the ground, plastic replaced by cotton, belt clinking as he undoes it with a free hand. it’s a clumsy clamber onto the bed where the scent of you still stains the sheets and fogs his clear thinking, jeans pooling around his ankles, boxers tented. he feels like a teenager. with the way you make him feel, he might as well be one.

he sends silent thanks to whoever is listening for his kids being gone from the house as his shirt hits the floor. more clothing to clean up—doesn’t matter. he can picture your face as he shucks his own underwear, the way you’d probably giggle at his eagerness. the thought only makes him twitch as his length springs free, pre clinging to his dark happy trail.

it isn’t about the kind of panties. they can be frilly, pink, a pair you’d forgotten to throw away, plain, simple white, anything. it’s just occurred to him that he’s wasted too many hours fisting himself to the thought of you when he has you from the source on tap, maybe still sticky and wet, warm from your flesh. it’s the only thought swimming through the murky waters of his head clouded with hunger when he raises his balled up fist to his face, inhaling.

“fucking hell.” there’s a perk of being a single father for once—he quickly became the king of multitasking, so it’s nothing for him to fist his leaking dick in one hand and your underwear in the other, a low, throaty noise slipping past his lips. “god.”

that slick sound—it’s his foreskin rubbing the wetness pooling at his swollen tip, lubricating the slow glide of his rough palm over himself as he thinks about you; your soft, dripping flesh and how you spread it out for him, the smell when he noses at your clit, how you choke on a disgraced laugh when he does it, how dirty it makes you feel—how wanted it makes you feel.

he circles his thumb across the crotch of your panties and groans mindlessly at the vague dampness of it from what you two had left unfinished earlier. you’re still here, wet and sweet and heady and liquid on his tongue, still pushing yourself into his face like you own him. you do.

his hand moves faster over his swollen cock, eyes shut, lips bitten and parted. he’s laid back while he works himself, big thighs spread and chest heaving. his skin is pink from arousal and the subsequent embarrassment, conflicted but too lost in the subtle wrongness of it to stop. would you mind—would you run in horror at the sight of him with your panties in his face and his hand pumping his shaft?

there’s a part of him that rolls the thought of it around in his head while he strokes, but the contemplation doesn’t last long—he can only be so introspective with his hard dick in his hand and you under his nose.

each inhale is deep and debauched the longer he jacks off. your profile picture is one thing, the panties you’d accidentally left behind another entirely. he can hear you crooning at the sight of his bulky frame weak from a whiff of you, your mouth quirked into a grin and nails grazing his forearm as you watch him coax release from his member. a shiver wracks through his body when he can picture the words forming on your lips, all sweet and taunting, sharp and loving.

frantic, he wraps his dick in your panties and ravages his fist, pounding his grip and moaning wantonly at the swarm of heat in his belly. a thin sheen of sweat coats the hair on his chest and his forehead. fucked out, disheveled, blissed—he can see your jaw slack as you catch him in the act, lips apart in shock and legs frozen at the doorway. he can picture you—

he isn’t picturing you—that is you. that’s you standing there, a bag in your hand and eyes wide, your gawking shifting between his face and rigid cock. your underwear—

“fuck!” he cries out, voice breaking, and spills all over himself and your panties, coating his flexing abdomen in thick spurts of arousal.

his moving hand wrings him out on pure instinct, cheeks red as a beet and eyes glassy and as big as yours. he moves until there’s nothing left, until the material of your panties is coarse over his sensitive member. he furrows his brows, like he’s conflicted, and whimpers, a hand covering his face, your sodden underwear left limp, circling his cock like a ring. he whimpers weakly—his lashes don’t flutter back open, as if he can dream away the sight of you and the look on your face.

humiliation irons his skin, makes it all flushed, a shade of guilt. he peeks from behind his fingers at the sound of you sucking in a breath, dick soft and thick resting on his taut, twitching stomach. you’re speechless—even worse, you’re pissed. your hand clenches around the bag in your hand, like you’re contemplating something. breaking up with him and gossiping to your mutual friends about how his perversion ruined what you had, perhaps? ruining his credit score while you do it?

he can hear it: pervy old dude. god—did he really have to go and prove how true that stereotype is?

his hand falls back to the bed and he sits up cautiously, as if you’re a cagey animal. he’s sobered now, and he sees the gravity of the situation. your boundaries, he disregarded. everyone will chirp about yet another doomed relationship, and they'll know it wasn't anyones fault but his own. just like the last one. you’ll hate him forever—you might as well just break up with him here—

“that,” you exhale through a chuckle, dropping your bag to the ground and stepping forward, “was hot.”

hot? “no! ah, wha—?”

you tackle him back onto the bed, wispy laughter filling the room, your clothed thighs straddling the mess on his pelvis. he winces, but holds you close, blinking owlishly up at you. remorse corrupts his hard features, mouth snapping like a gaping fish.

bewilderment—that’s the emotion making him frown as you giggle and cup his scratchy, stubbled jaw, your thumbs tilting the corners of his mouth.

hips and warm centers meet in a slow rock, your lips moving down his face, planting kisses over his skin.

“what?” you coo, dropping your eyes to your panties—the pair you remember changing out of earlier. the pair he just masturbated with. “missed you, too. oh—look at that. he’s happy to see me.”

his cock perks up against your inner thigh and he swallows the dryness in his throat. he's hardly said anything, and the weirdness of it is eating him alive. can you feel it too—his strangeness? is that what you're reading on him as you memorize him.

no—you're looking at him like you love him; that he looks so perfect, so pretty like this, his hair a dark mess and face blooming with color. you scan him and let the amusement of the whole ordeal consume you, pinching his cheek with affection, swooning at his grumbling. when he swats at you half-heartedly, you hug him closer, murmuring into his shoulder.

dirty? embarrassing? you haven’t even shown him a fraction of how much of those things you can make him feel, yet.

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Gojo Satoru

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⋆｡˚ ⁀➷ a-list actor sukuna caught on camera checking out the new hit singer/former childhood star, at the awards show last night!

read almost all the headlines. and of course, reading it further, they include the video of sukuna stopping mid-interview as he stares hard, at the woman speaking to Variety a couple feet down. twitter is mass reposting the video of sukuna stopping mid-sentence to glance over, and then pause. it was almost comical how star-struck, or should i say love-struck, the man looked.

sukuna was in multiple independent and blockbuster films since he turned seventeen and now a year away from thirty, he’s a well-known name in the industry. of course for his many nominations, and one Oscar win for best supporting actor, but he’s also known for never having a stable relationship in his professional career, ever. not a single girlfriend known to the public, and nor was it ever speculated because it was confirmed by the photos of women wrapped under his arms.

the headlines mainly centered around his new films, the television series he’s currently filming, along with the many brand deals he’s signed on with. but in the light of many other articles, are stories about co-stars he’s slept with, models he’s made-out with, but all of it never really led to a relationship.

of course there’s speculation on why that is: sukuna doesn’t like relationships, he doesn’t want to settle, he’s too focused on his career, all of it was just bullshit. bullshit to cover up the fact that sukuna, himself, could never feel real long attraction for someone. to him, and only him, it was a fleeting emotion that would swell up inside him for a night and disappear before the sun rose. well that’s until you.

the sukuna fanbase went ballistic, dissecting the video to its core, and finding the singer he was staring at and her video, and watching it.

you were speaking to the interviewer when you started laughing. yes, laughing. it was a laugh that definitely drew smiles around you, and that also included a very famous actor who ended up staring longer than he’d imagined. his eyes could not leave you until his interviewer repeated their question for the third time.

OMG bc why does he look like he’s seen the love of his life!

LMFAOO SUKUNA CRASH OUT ON LIVE!!

who is she??? Can someone explain?!??

waittt!! I remember her from Disney channel, remember that show!

Omggg like I didn’t know she sings now!

Her songs are sooo good—yes more people pay attention to her!! She’s doing a comeback!

tiktok videos were spreading like wild-fire. people analyzing both videos, getting bts videos from inside the award show to see if they spoke again. comments filled with who is she? did they talk? does he know her?

so when almost a month later people see that sukuna has followed you on Instagram, even more videos pour out. it’s weird, because his fanbase is completely obsessed with the man, and yet they seem invested in the potential idea of him having a steady relationship. they’re almost glad he had a bit of humane decency.

and then it was confirmed with a single photo.

on a random beach in Spain, was you laying on a blanket in a bikini, and sukuna’s back to the oblivious camera, his distinct tattoos revealing his identity with his hand gently rubbing your waist. though the photo could only see you from a distance and sukuna’s back, it told everyone what they needed to know. especially, when another photo was released and it was the same position but this time your lips were locked in a deep kiss. your arm draped around his shoulder as his arm was pressed into the blanket beside you to keep his strong body up.

ommmggg no hi how are you????

ain’t no way we skipped the slow-burn!! are they dating then??? like is this confirmed fr fr???

we were deprived for months how did we just get thisssss??

waittt sukuna is literally filming there! did she go visit him??

the internet broke. the paparazzi photos were scarce, but there was a few from both of you talking outside a restaurant. the photo capturing you and sukuna laughing. there was another with both of you and the rest of sukuna’s cast members after getting drinks. you were on sukuna’s back as toji fushiguro held up satoru gojo who looked wayy too drunk.

they’re definitely dating because whaaaaat

free tojiii 😭😭😭

they’re so hot omfg plleaseee

there were very few outings of the two of you together. but people were invested, especially after a year has gone by and an article interview was posted after you released your new album. one section is something that everyone is locked in on and it was:

INTERVIEWER: “we heard that your acting career when you were younger was quite intense and this album is more personal for you. how did you feel and what was your process in accepting your past?”

Y/N L/N: “i mean, i feel like it’s always just been hard for me to come face to face with my feelings….a lot of things happened when i was younger, and i can be grateful for the opportunities it’s given me, but i also just um…”

L/N takes a short breath, laughing it off.

Y/N L/N: “i can also question why things happened the way it did. even after releasing this album I’m still coming to terms with my past…but back to what you were asking. my process…it was definitely gradual, especially dealing with all of that. but I’m very grateful i could finish it with the help of my friends and family. my boyfriend was very suppose and i couldn’t have done it without him.”

INTERVIEWER: “the album has already reached a million streams on Spotify and Apple Music, even your followers are skyrocketing. what do your friends and family think?”

L/N laughs.

Y/N L/N: “they definitely treat me the same! (laughs) no they’re proud of me, I’m really happy they like it, i usually do most of my music for them. but my boyfriend, he’s been hilarious. he’s been sending me videos everytime he’d hear a song in public. and i mean everytime.”

WHATTTT CRUMBSSSSS!!! THEY NEED TO TALK MORE ABOUT EAXH OTHER PLEASEEE

LMFAOOO just imagining sukuna giggling whenever he hears his girlfriends songs at the supermarket is making me piss myselffff

Supportive boyfriend sukuna!!!! Please i love themmm

awww i love her she’s so sweet! I can’t wait for her concert!!

i need more interviews bc I’m obsessed with herrrr

fans were over the moon about the new information. and not only a couple weeks later, did another article come out from an insider, telling a journalist how you and sukuna are definitely in-love. the insider revealing how you’d flown over when sukuna was shooting away. sukuna was much easier to work with on set when you were around and even after you left. the man was almost glowing every moment you spoke to him. after dating sukuna definitely has changed, he’s less hot-headed and doesn’t start fights. he loves his girlfriend a lot. they’ve met each others families over the holidays too.

wtf that’s so fucking cute!!!

never would i have seen this day coming! Sukuna not only having a longtime girlfriend but actually being obsessed with her!!

real asf bc if my girlfriend was a baddie with a good personality I’d definitely worship the ground she walks on too🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

whaaaa they met each others families!! i want to see yuuji and y/n

sukuna being in a relationship for more than a year now has fans gasping and crying, the man was now confirmed to be in love. and then the real confirmation happened one summer morning when he decided to post a slideshow on ig for your birthday.

the first was taken of the two of you standing outside and sukuna was holding your face as he pressed a rough kiss to your cheek as you laughed. the others were unhinged of you laughing as he carried you. the raw photos was the only thing fans needed to see how much this man loves you.

the last was a video of you posing with your new album in your pajamas and sukuna whistling behind the screen. “yes gorgeous!” he was speaking in a fake British accent like an awards host, “now do a twirl for me, sweetheart.” sukuna’s whistling was feral, making you break character and die of laughter. “was i good?” you question, dramatically tucking your bed hair. sukuna hums behind the screen, thinking. “nah definitely need some work. who are you again?—“ “shut up-ohmygod!”— and the video cuts.

married✋🙂‍↕️🤚 i need them to get married NOW

it’s giving they’ve been dating for yearssss

to all the people saying this was a PR stunt, where r u now???? Ya that’s what i thought

actually my parents right there, thank you.

and of course the caption written by a man of very few words (only online, that is): happiest birthday to my beautiful girl 🤍

fans are yearning for more…

a/n: might make a fleshed out fic for this and add smut but ngl I just wanted some modern!au sukuna fluff and y’all know me w posting fics (twice a year🥹🤚)

ALSOOOO lol i doubt sukuna would post anything on his ig and if it was ur bday i think he’d be the type to post just one photo of the two of you (but whateverrrr i wanted to make that collage so leave me alone

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things jjk men say in bed ୨ৎ ! pt 2 .. ft itadori,, geto,, yuta ,, toji

yuji itadori

“good girl, your pussy is all soft and creamy for me.”

“god, your so fucking p-perfect..”

“okay baby, milk my balls dry, i’m all yours.”,

“f-fuckkk, you’re so greedy baby goddd, you look so sexy like this!”

“jesus–mmmph!

“y…yes, ma’am,”

“ohh shit-, is my cock all you ever fucking think about baby? bet you couldn't even last a day without my cock being up this needy, little pussy yeah?”

“y-yeah.. just like that..”

. "i'm — haahh — not g'nna last if you do that again."

"fuck, baby, gonna cum, i'm gonna cum."

"fuuuck, you're so warm... i'm gonna cum soon..."

yuta okkotsu

“hmmm—what a pretty sight,”

“is this good, my love?”

“you’re so perfect.”

“breathe*, love come on.”*

“please, love, i need you.”

“You feel me right here yeah, pretty girl? Tell me –hah– how you feel f’me? C’mon pretty speak.”

“it’s not that bad, baby, can’t we just try again?”

“fuuuckk- more,”

“hah- fine, but ‘m gonna have to…stretch you a bit, baby,”

“gotta get my baby all stretched,”

“mhm- tell me, baby. your pussy’s gonna f- fuckin’ kill me, hah-”

“you look—s-shit! look so pretty like this y/n. pussy feels so fuckin’ good. . . so fuckin’ soft. am i making you feel good? speak up,”

“please, please, please, more— don’t stop, don’t stop, i’ll do anything—”

“i said am thrust i thrust making thrust you fucking feel really hard thrust good?”

“you’re so cute,”

“stop.. ‘m admiring what’s mine..”

“already so wet fr’ me baby, gotta have a taste first,”

“keep your eyes on me love, want you to watch how wet this pussy gets fr’ me,”

"b-baby, don't—ah"

. “god- baby, ‘m gonna cum. can’t.. can’t hold it, lemme finish inside pleaseplease,”

“one more f’me please? You can do that right?”

suguru geto

“ooh, p- princess,”

“ugh- you’re killin’ me here with that pretty fuckin’ arch of yours, y’know that?”

“god- so perfect, look at you, girl. so hah- damn gorgeous when you’re on top, fuck.”

“tch- you’re gettin’ cocky, princess,”

“such a s.. slut,”

“yeah, give it t’me then, baby. don’t miss a fuckin’ drop.”

"princess, you can do better than that,"

"gonna have to be quieter than that if you don't want someone else to hear—"

"c'mon baby, ride me like you mean it,"

"you certainly had plenty of effort when you were sweet-talking those damn monkeys, didn't you?"

"you love this, love it when i fuck you like this, think you want them to see you like this, grinding on my cock like a slut,"

"that's it — you can lie, but your princess cunt can't, baby,"

"that's it, fuck, s'good for me,"

“mmmm- needy one, aren’tcha?”

“c’mon then- heh- mark me. use me. show off that m’yours.”

“anything for my girl. Because m’yours and yours forever and ever.”

. “f- fuuuuck, girl.”

“mngh- slutty girl, look at that ass tryna fuck me back. A for effort, i guess,”

“don’t look away, look at how your face gets when you…hah- slut yourself out on my dick, doll.”

“yeah, give it t’me then, baby. don’t miss a fuckin’ drop.”

“jus’ . . gimme a minute. think your pussy really hah- broke me,”

toji fushiguro

“no needa worry- m’yours, doll-”

“shiiiit- pretty lil’ thing, huh?

“don’tcha know how much m’weak for ya?

“don’t joke with me now, doll, spread those pretty hngh- legs n’ lemme see her. no need to be shy.”

“awww, c’mon **my wife- lemme hear those pretty noises.”

“good girl- good fuckin’ girl takin’ all of me.”

“c’mooon, pretty thing. let’s see that ass show me what it’s fuckin’ made of,”

“mhm- atta girl. entertain this dick girl, entertain- fuckin’- me.”

“ugh- fillin’ you so well gotta getcha niiiice ‘n round f’m again. can’t leave my pretty mama without a.. hah- fill,”

“fuckin’ shit, babygirl,”

“remember when you…hah- used ‘ta ride me like this on our honeymoon? heh, don’t tell me y’er still in love.”

“goddd- those fuckin’ hips. work ‘em, girl, fuuuck . . me.”

“ahhh- touch, but no looking, baby.”

“bratty girl,”

“heh- atta girl, that’s my girl. ‘m all yours ‘n y’know know it,”

“goddamn, i can’t.. feel my legs, baby girl,”

. “can’t stop . . cummin’ fuck-”

“mhm- she’s as nasty as you, babygirl. look at her swallowin’ it all up. so good.”

“no needa worry- m’yours, doll-”

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Sukuna stretching 🍑

I got 20k views on ded blue birb for the 1st time.. so yea thank youü so much and so the people here on Tumblr. Thank youü very much for appreciating my Sukuna fanarts🫶👹

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your boyfriends fat cock was so sensitive, his mushroomy red tip was leaking with white precum dripping down to the thickness of his cock that was surrounded with veins pumping with blood. he had a hairy happy trail connecting his belly button to his delicious dick.

he was looking down at you with heavy eyes filled with lust as you place a gentle wet kiss on his angry fat tip. his hips immediately thrust into your mouth as a reflex begging for more. "mmmmm-! baby please-".

you coo at him before circling his clit with your wet tongue licking every drop of precum before sucking his tip inside your mouth with a sloppy pop. you knew how crazy it drove him when you suck his sensitive tip like that.

his head drop into the coach while his veiny hands rest on his face trying to hide the lewd faces he's making as he whines hips shuttering the harder you suck. your other hand start trailing to his balls squeezing them in your soft hands.

your boyfriend gasp as he feels his cock hitting the back of your throat he couldn't help the whiney pleading that left his mouth. and you couldn't hell the way your wet pussy was basically humping his leg.

you feel his rough hands gripping on you'd hair trying to pull you back. "baby-! nghhh- pull back i feel weird-". his eyes widen as he feels the sudden urge to piss everywhere at how sensitive his cock was.

but that only motivate you to suck his cock harder, squeezing your throat as tight as you were squeezing his balls. "stop-! ahhhhh mmmmm I'm going to piss- stop!". your boyfriend moan out the pleasure shooting up his abdomen before you feel a hot liquid gushing down your throat.

your eyes roll back moaning on his cock at the taste while your boyfriend lays down beneath you twitching after you sucked the life out of him.

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older!bf suguru — moodboard

older!bf sugu who picks u up from college every day, making all your friends jealous cuz u have such a kind boyfriend

older!bf sugu who spends sm money on u its insane that he still has more. he buys you whatever you like, weather it’s food or clothes he’s buying it

older!bf sugu who eats you out for his pleasure. he only stops when your overstimulated to the max and crying

older!bf sugu who helps you with ur studies, putting time and effort into studying so you get the best grade. then when you pass the test he fucks your brains out as a reward : 3

older!bf sugu who loves you to death and would do anything for you

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it's so atrocious how im into nerds. oh ur infodumping? fucking. dump a load inside while ur at it.

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BULKING!TOJI