[calicocita]

𝜗𝜚. BELLA — she/her. xxi. latina. spiraling college student. occasional writer. full time yearner.

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[compulsive]

[petalsinfall]

[lacyblades]

౨ৎ satoru hates the idea of cock-warming. he thinks it's pointless, getting the opportunity to be in you, and not even bothering to make the most of it.

his idea of making the most, well, it would consist only of fucking you so hard, you won't be able to move the next day. that's what good boyfriends do, right?

"good boyfriends do whatever their girlfriend asks them to do," you counter.

satoru whines in response, looking up at you. all pretty, you're seated in his lap, as he lays on the bed. strands of white hair fall into his eyes, and you brush them away.

he pouts, "i am a good boyfriend." satoru's getting impatient, wanting to just feel your snug cunt around him. his throbbing cock sits hard on his stomach, red-tipped and leaky.

"then, please?" drawing out the syllables, you give him the best you can: puppy eyes. he caves. instantly.

grumbling, "fine. i guess you can put her in you. willingly choose not to move, too, or whatever."

you clap your hands, emerging victorious. you're not willing to test your luck, though, not commenting on the fact that you've told him multiple times not to refer to his penis with she/her pronouns.

he groans as you sink onto him, his thick length pushing past your spongey walls. there's a filthy squelching that fills the room, paired with your quiet whimpers.

satoru's hands grip your hips, fingers digging into the flesh. "shit, pretty girl, tight 'n' wet f'me. taking me s'good." his words slur into one another, lost in the depths of arousal.

there's always a certain amount of self-control it takes, to not immediately cum the second he's all the way in. "'toru," you murmur, accidentally clenching around him.

"fuck," he mutters, "you can't do that, squeeze your little pussy like that, if you aren't gonna do anything about it."

"sorry," you say, sheepish. his eyes flutter shut, a hum dismissing the apology.

"now, what? just... stay like that?" satoru tilts his head at you, questioningly. sassy, if you may add. he just really can't believe you'd rather be doing this.

shifting above him, you lean down, resting your head on his bare chest. "yeah. isn't it nice?"

his arms wrap come up, to wrap around your waist. there's a beat of silence from him. begrudgingly, your rigid boyfriend shrugs, "maybe."

you're too content to roll your eyes. he wouldn't admit it, but satoru was filled with love, in this moment. his shoulders relax, and his entire body seems to ease, a breath of satisfaction leaving him. he feels at peace. he's always at peace, when he's with you, but this is different.

more real. more raw.

it's incredibly intimate. he feels like he's a part of you, like there's nothing keeping you separated. satoru inhales your scent, holding you just a little tighter.

"baby, i love you," he whispers, voice thick with emotion.

you smile against him, "i love you, too, 'toru."

to say the least, cock-warming is his new favorite thing. there is no sitting beside him on the couch anymore, not when you're alone. no laying next to each other on bed, either.

if he was clingy before, he's a monster now. if you're near, he wants to be inside you. not to have sex, but just to rest. it's not like you're complaining, anyways. at the end of the day, you're down bad for him, just as much as he is for you.

[likesostupid]

[fairydrowning]

"A brief nap, then a bowl of milk."

– Franz Kafka, 1916.

[jelligiri]

inting my lane — toji fushiguro ♡ 18+

✦ ꒰ა icky gamer!toji fushiguro x fem!afab!reader ໒꒱ ✦

toji as ur gross bf that plays PC games !!!

— genre . . . EXPLICIT//MDNI — contents . . . non-canon compliant, pervy!toji,, league of legends jargon, c//ckwarming, fingering, oral (male receiving), p in v, making out, alcohol, vaping, toji bein' gross, slight size dif?, petnames [baby, doll], use of [pussy, cunt], exhibitionism, dumbification — song suggestions . . . "summer breeze" by type o negative — notes . . . blame @kasukuna . . . not proofread !

if ur interested in more icky discord mod bf’s, check out this post abt nanami by kashi :3

✦ more below the cut ! MDNI

icky gamer! toji that comes home from his mid-shift at the local pub, finally able to kick back and relax by playing league of legends. his set-up is fucking prestigious, and it's the only thing he spends his money on other than you and some grub.

icky gamer! toji who ignores all the pings from his stupid friends in the discord server begging him to queue with them because he just wants to listen to music, drink beer, and hit blinkers on his strawberry-watermelon vape.

icky gamer! toji that lets you sit in his lap and choose his champion, rolling his eyes a little when you pick the "cute" one

"seriously?" he pouts as you hover the mouse over vex. "she's grumpy 'n stuff like you!" you'd giggle as he locks his pick, changing his runes to make sure he does a good amount of damage, almost like he wanted to pick this champion to play...

icky gamer! toji who makes you cockwarm him while he clicks around on his mouse and keyboard. he doesn't give a damn if you're watching or not, so long as you're just hanging out with him. he likes feeling you squirm around 'n whine about him bein' too big.

icky gamer! toji that grunts out insults to his teammates, and you listen all cute 'n confused, especially when his teammates start flaming him

"baby, what's a bottom-feeder?" "ji, why did your teammate call you a cocksucking boosted e-girl?" "aw, he called you lil bro! that's a bit sweet^^!"

icky gamer! toji who has you hold up his vape to him so he can keep his hands on his keyboard, or even makes you take a hit before kissin' him to push the smoke into his mouth

icky gamer! toji that's a really little easily distracted by you, letting you make out with him between death-timers or bounce on his cock while he plays. he loves hearing your breathy little whines for him to quit playin' 'n to give you sweet lovin's.

"toojiii, c'mon..." you'd whimper as the speakers blare with the sounds of spellcasting and pinging. toji can barely hear the sound of his cock pumpin in and out of your gushy cunt as he squints at his monitor, teeth baring as he focuses on the teamfight he was currently busting his ass while trying not to bust inside of you.

icky gamer! toji that, when he's a lil drunk, tells his teammates that he's currently getting head and probably won't play very well in lane, and he proves that by accidentally flashing 3-minutes into the game because you gave his balls a lil squeeze

icky gamer! toji who plays with your clit whenever he can, nipping at your neck and telling you to behave. his keyboard hand stays between your thighs as he CS's, only caring to farm minions and not actually fight the enemy laner in favour of your cute pussy.

icky gamer! toji that doesn't give a shit if his friends can hear you when he finally decides to hop onto call. hell, he'll even make you wear his headset so they can listen to you while he fucks the shit out of you.

"nngh- ough...! toji~♡" "y'havin' fun, y/n?" "y-yesshh~♡ mff- ji, c'mon-! cum inside me~♡!" "so loud~ y'gunna cum for him, baby?" "mm-hmm..! m'so close, toru~"

icky gamer! toji turns on his webcam and lets all his buddies watch as he folds you up in his lap, your knees to your chin as he basically uses you as his fleshlight. your cunt is gushin' with arousal, his cock jumbling up your insides as drool dribbles down your chin. satoru's practically announcing to the server that you're getting fucked within an inch of your life, sukuna's calling you degrading little names, choso's about to explode with how much he's been edging himself, and nanami's definitely take screenshots to look back on.

icky gamer! toji that posts sloppy videos of him fucking you in a private channel in the server, ranging from make-outs to full blown twt-porn quality videos

icky gamer! toji that rubs his sex life into everyone's faces. he prides himself in being the only league of legends player in the world that actually knows what a pair of tits look and feel like, and he definitely yaps about how cute your pussy is

icky gamer! toji who leaves games mid-way just to bend you over his desk or drag you to bed 'n fuck you, because screw league of legends. he honestly has better things to do at his grown age.

bonus !! he lets u have e-sex with sukuna if he isn't home to take care of u <3 he'll even let u play games with him if u feel confident, but otherwise, you put that lovense to good use as long as u send him vids <3 they have a groupchat of just u three and most of the chat is just phonecalls and lots n lots of nudes <3

[calicocita]

golden globes best female actor winner fernanda torres 🤍

[calicocita]

— ainda estou aqui (2024) dir. walter salles

[calicocita]

i was so unhappy w the prologue of soldier, poet, king that i just rewrote the whole thing > < a bit much, ik, but it's sm better now UGH

[sonnytoru]

can we get reader who ran away from home and is living on the streets and then toji stumbles into her after he got some stuff from the 7/11 and feels bad so he offers her to stay at his rundown apartment for a bit (can you add in some smut perhaps 🤭)

a/n : of course belleza !

✦★mdni , some angst , smut , afab!reader , loss of virginity implied , face fucking , cunnillingus , thigh biting , marking , fingering , oral , implied curse au .

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"i don't have a home," your gaze was low, afflicted with guttural shame that twisted and churned at your stomach, or maybe it was the hunger, "not anymore, at least."

the man in front of you, frankly, made you pee your pants out of complete fear. yes, this man might be handsome, but he was menacing nonetheless. there were moments you had crossed paths, and the neon light of the 7/11 proved his features to be eerie. not his actions though, he wasn't around much but whenever he did he placed some food in front of you, and left without a word. but for whatever reason, he stayed today and began to...chat?

"haven't you asked for a job at the convinient store?"

you scoff, "don't you think i have already tried?" taking a fat chunk of the sandwich this bizarre man gave you, you continued, "they think i'm a junkie or something."

he crouched to your level, green eyes merging with your own, "you don't look like one though."

you laugh, even though it was muffled due to your full mouth, "because i'm not."

"want a job?"

you stop, ".....what—mmmgh, what kind of job?" you were homeless and poor, but your dignity and integrity was yet to be mangled. and if you had to run for your life in a few seconds because this guy turned out to be a psychopath, so be it.

"i need someone to clean my house, since i'm not home a lot. you up for it?" you exhaled your worries away. thank god it wasn't something fucked up! but hold on.

"you're...not gonna kill me, are you?" your words make him drop his head while he chuckles.

"not wasting my time with murder, c'mon." he extended his hand once he rose from the ground. your hand twitches in hesitance but nonetheless accept this kindness.

it took some months to adjust to toji's rhythm. he would come to his apartment, which wasn't anything pretty but livable nonetheless, spend three or four days around, then leave for weeks. his actions were completely shady in nature.

but with these months flying by, your relationship deepened. one summer night, when fireworks ignited the sky, you two had a heart to heart. conversations of sorrow, grief, and longing for life to be different turned into a hug and tear wiping, and this turned into you relinquishing to the desperation of closeness.

it was an unfamiliar yet thoroughly welcomed feeling of toji's tongue dancing on your cunt. you grabbed onto the strands of his dark hair as he split your folds open to insert his muscle. it was like a starved man tasting a five star meal for the first time, liking, teasing and nibbling on your skin.

"fuck you're so good, fuck keep going~" your hips moved at the compass of his rhythm. you jolt once you feel a finger penetrate you out of nowhere.

"shit! toji, what are you—oh~!"

"loosening you up." he said in-between kisses through your thighs. delight filled your heart by the blatant desire, of which has never known itself to you.

the tears you shed were due to a mix of emotions. pain, pleasure, comfort and happiness. quite the strange combo, but getting the embrace you have only dared to dream of. and you believe this feeling was mutual as toji held onto you delicately.

[calicocita]

— le pire c'est toi et moi . . ♡

[calicocita]

finding your blog was fate because wym you write for all my favorite fandoms?!?

just two ppl w incredible taste finding each other ♡-♡

[calicocita]

just posted my first actual smut (pls be nice) im so obsessed w this scenario omg ily gamer bf!choso ILY

[calicocita]

KAMO CHOSO: ❝ MORAL SUPPORT. ❞

choso would never openly admit that his biggest fantasy was having you as his under the desk support while he's gaming.

what your boyfriend didn't know is that you had to control yourself from begging him to let you give him head every time you saw him playing his stupid little video games.

at least not until you reached your fucking limit.

if you didn't know your boyfriend well, you would think he was teasing you. by the way he spread his legs across the chair, or the way he groaned at the monitor, throwing his arms around the headrest.

and it really didn't help that he the only thing he was wearing was his matching pair of hello kitty sweatpants he'd gotten for you two.

"sorry, baby, just finishing up this round," choso said as he you got crawled out of his bed and walked towards him. he didn't look at you, maybe if he did he would've known what was coming.

"don't worry, cho, i just wanted to show you my support," you purred into your boyfriend's ear, dragging your nails (that he paid for) down his neck, making his whole body shiver.

you continued to drag your nails down his arms, his naked torso, as you placed yourself between his legs, under the tight space under his desk. choso's eyes followed your every movement like he could not believe what was happening. the clicking sound coming from his keyboard grew more and more sporadic.

"what are you—argh," choso quickly covered the microphone on his headset, just in time to muffle his whimpering voice as you brought your tongue to his abdomen, making your way down his happy trail. "baby, i-i'm on a call with the—ngh—the boys."

"then we better be quiet, huh?" you replied, before placing your parted lips on top of his bulge. choso bucked his hips at the slight touch, making you giggle. even through his sweatpants, you could feel how hard and ready he was for you, even though you had barely touched him. so cute. "can you be good for me, hm?"

he couldn't take his eyes off of you, completely mesmerized. his mic was still covered but you could hear his friends' voice coming from his headset.

"bro, you still there?"

"are we still playing?"

"the fuck, choso?!"

"y-yeah, 'm here," choso finally replied, doing his best to ignore the fact that the hottest woman alive was making his biggest fantasy come true at that very moment.

you stared at him through your lashes. he looked so damned adorable when he was concentrated like that. the sound of clicking coming from his keyboard and mouse was relentless—it made you wonder if that had anything to do with how dexterous he was at making you feel good with his hands.

you pulled the band of his sweatpants down, releasing his cock, which spun freely to your face. you felt choso choke as you grabbed him, slowly starting to pump his cock, eyeing it like it was a piece of candy. you looked up at your boyfriend, hungry eyes meeting his half lidded gaze and flushed cheeks. you could see how hard he was trying not to moan for you, sucking his breath through gritted teeth, trembling under your touch.

you made sure to not break eye contact as you took him in your mouth, letting out a moan from deep in your throat. choso could swear that his heart stopped for a second.

"you good, choso?" you recognized yuji's voice.

"y-yeah, all good." choso managed to reply before muting.

he looked down at you, his beautiful girlfriend, loudly slurping on his cock, barely containing your moans. he watched you as you popped his cock out of your mouth like a lollipop, just to suck on his balls, pumping his cock with your hand, while you layed your face on his thigh, staring up at him.

"so good f-for me, cho," you hiccuped mid sentence, you sounded so cock drunk and looked so fucked out that choso almost came right there.

he couldn't take it anymore.

choso could barely hear his friends yelling at him for leaving the round, he couldn't care less. he lowered his headset before grabbing you by your hair, desperately fucking your mouth. the perfect gagging noises you made blurred his mind, till all he could think about was how fucking perfect you looked with your pretty face stuffed with his cock.

he held your head in place as he came undone and watched you swallow every drop of his cum before collapsing on his chair, audibly whimpering. choso ran his fingers languidly through your hair as you licked him clean.

"thank you, baby. i love you so much," he mumbled before pulling you in for a kiss.

[6i]

jeff buckley photographed by david gahr (1994)

[calicocita]

i need to get my perfectionism under control so i can finally post my drafts TT