fruitcake

you'll be santa clause, and ill be mrs.

[fanta2y]

you're my wishlist...

looking at you got me thinking christmas...

i’ll take you for a ride, i’ll be your vixen

i’m talkin’ i’m talkin’

⋆⁺₊❅. are you ready for a nonsense christmas? ⋆⁺₊❅.

i'm fanta | 21 yrs old | she/they | nsfw |

toji's kiddo, nanami's good girl <3

! warning ! this blog is NOT spoiler-free. proceed with caution.

current writing: 12 Days of Nonsense

(days one and two are published!)

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[starlitsecrets]

Remember when joining fandom as a younger person meant lurking for a bit and figuring out the vibe and etiquette instead of coming in on day one and calling people weirdos for liking weirdo shit in the weirdo factory.

[beardedmrbean]

[kkunai]

𓂃 𝜗℘ outlaw!toji always struggles to stay quiet while fucking you prone bone in your room.

“quiet, princess,” toji rasps against your ear, “y’r daddy’s room is right down the hall.”

he notches his fat tip at your pussy—stretching you open inch by torturous inch. your bed groans under his weight. he freezes halfway in, jaw clenched and every muscle locked. you whimper into his palm.

“fuck,” he breathes which is barely audible, “this damn bed of yours is gonna give us away.”

he tries to go slow to minimise noise. god, he tries. shallow rolls of his hips, barely rocking, keeping the old wooden frame from singing its betrayal. but you’re so tight and wet around him. the way your back arches just enough to push your ass higher makes his control fray. his free hand grips your hip, fingers digging bruises you’ll have to hide tomorrow.

the pace stays agonizingly measured at first—long drags that make your toes curl and your breath hitch against his calloused skin. every thrust threatens the creak. the headboard taps the wall once, soft as a heartbeat. he curses under his breath and stills again, buried to the hilt whilst his cock pulses inside you.

you clench around him on purpose, “mphh.. ‘ji—“

his hand tightens over your mouth in a silent warning. “oi, shush. . . fuckin’ brat.”

but toji can’t stop now. he drops his chest to your back, caging you completely, his heavy weight pinning you prone to the mattress. the new angle sinks his big cock in deeper.

“mmh!” you muffle a sob into the pillow. he starts moving again—slow and grinding rolls that drag every ridge along your wet insides without lifting off you. the bed protests in tiny, rhythmic squeaks he tries to smother with the rhythm of his breathing against your neck.

“gotta be good f’ me,” he smirks as his lips brush your ear. “can’t have the whole house know how pretty ya look stuffed full of this big, bad cock, hm?”

you’re trembling. your thighs are shaking and clit throbbing against the sheets with every slow grind. he shifts just enough to nudge that sweet spot inside you and you bite down on his palm to keep from crying out. he growls and finally gives in a fraction, hips snapping once and hard. the bedframe whines loud enough to make you both freeze.

he exhales through his nose, forehead pressed to your shoulder. “almost… shittttt, almost there. gonna fill you up so good, promise.”

one more sloppy thrust. then another. slow, punishing and possessive. his hand slips from your mouth to cradle the back of your neck instead, thumb stroking the pulse hammering there. it’s such a casual but sexy touch, and yet it makes you cum without warning.

“f! nghhh—“ you’re struggling to stay silent as your cunt clenches around him so tight he has to bite his own lip bloody to stay quiet.

he follows right after. he grinds in deep, spilling his sticky cum inside you with a choked groan. the bed creaks one last time as he collapses over you. both of you are panting, slick and trembling under the covers. he doesn’t pull out yet. as always. just presses a rough kiss to your temple.

“next time,” toji whispers, “i’m takin’ you to the barn. this bed’s gonna kill me before y’r old man ever gets the chance.”

[sweethearticism]

𝓢 𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒖 calls your pussy his ‘poor girl’ after he's thoroughly fucked it all messy and dripping. stuffed to the brim as a filthy leak of cream trickles out.

he's got you on your back. tuckered out and whimpering. he's all pouting and cooing— like he wasn't the one who pounded you into the sheets and left you twitching.

“my poor, poor girl.” he'd whisper as he thumbs deceptively tender on your clit. he presses a kiss to your navel, then your pelvis— stroking down your quivering slit. he pouts more.

“who could ever do this to her? she's so messy, look at her.” as he rubs his palm over your cunt so soothingly only lay a flat-handed spank! to have you whining.

and then he's grinning again. showing his true colours as those blue eyes light up in a craze and he roughly swirls his thumb on your abused clit.

“guess that was just big bad toru huh?” as he's swooping in to kiss just below your teary eye. crooning like the fucking devil as he worms another overstimulated orgasm from you.

“oh I know, I knoooowww. sorry sweet thing.”

[fanta2y]



[colonelcat]

[fanta2y]

me asf

[maternalvampyre]

Imagine

a/n: Hi guys! First post kinda nervous lol. I’m open to constructive criticism and any kind of feedback!

Tags: masc reader, use of he/him pronouns, talk of genitalia, sexual tension, slight d/s dynamic, lowkey edging

afab oc x afab masc reader

Imagine having a pretty little thing bent over your sofa. It’s winter time and he just couldn’t stop making suggestive comments about you in your grey sweatpants. You don’t mind the comments, but for the third time that day he grabs your ass as you’re walking past him. You spin around facing him, you look down at him straight faced, an inch or 3 taller than him, before you flip him around against the couch pushing yourself against his ass. A little gasp leaves his mouth due to the swift movement. Bending down so your mouth is level with him, you softly speak.

“how many times have i told you to stop that today” you ask.

“more than once” he says with a slight pout in his voice. Sliding your hand down the waist band of his cozy sweats you say

“mhm that’s correct pup” before beginning to circle his clit over his underwear. He bucks into your hand, but a quick swat to his thigh settles that. You move slowly, kissing and licking the shell of his ear down to his jaw. He squirms underneath you, but you carry on the antics until he let out a whine.

“Please baby” he whines.

“Shhh you’ll take what I give you” you say then immediately pull your hands out of his pants. He cries out trying to grab your arm.

“Ah ah I still have stuff to do right now, my love” you say kissing his cheek and walking away.

[fanta2y]

this itches a scratch i didn’t know i had

[lightningstrikes-art]

[fanta2y]

i like how you can tell jason is fighting back a smile while damien is just…not even close to smiling

and then you have dick and tim, who just love to smile

[hucklenberries]

i cannot be normal about those crumbs yall just the way dennis was jostled by that fist bump is so ridiculous like he truly wanted that old man to manhandle him. why are you weak-kneed all of a sudden?? and the way he kept watching robby, who is so visibly happy, as he left oh it’s so over he wants robby so bad

[fanta2y]

my sadness is always interrupted by gay men

[opossum-handz]

[fanta2y]

sorry guys it’s christmas and my family is here and time is passing and suddenly i’m sad

[dorian-they-ao3]

[fanta2y]

LOOK HOW MUCH HAPPIER ROBBY LOOKS AND WHITTAKER GROWING HIS HAIR OUTTT ?!?!

i’m drooling literally foaming at the mouth rn

[genyasglockk]

Dennis gains a velcro med student that follows him around like a lost puppy. Dennis did like one cool thing in front of him and that was enough. He looks at him like he has all the answers. Every time Dennis turns a corner, that boy is right on his tail.

Robby notices because it's his job. They're a teaching hospital so keeping track of med students and where they are isn't out of the ordinary. He notices that this particular med student has taken a liking to Whitaker. He notices how clingy he seems to be and how he absolutely beams when Dennis gives him any sort of praise. He notices how he blushes up to his ears when Dennis gives him one of his awkward, tight lipped smiles. He notices how there isn't any room to stand beside Dennis because that boy is always there.

Robby notices his palms sting a bit when he applys hand sanitizer. He discovers little crescent shaped cuts there, probably (definitely) from how hard he's been clenching his fists lately. He's also developed an eye twitch. These two things are not at all related to the fact that his human sized stress ball has been essentially stolen from him.

[fanta2y]

jealous robby x oblivious dennis

my favorite pairing 😖😏

[noheteroexplanation]

"Glinda does. Seeing her. Loving her."

Portion of script comes from this tweet.

[fanta2y]

LOVING HER ARE YOU JOKING RN

[kinbari14]

New Jujutsu Kaisen Season 3 Trailer. Season begins January 8th, 2026

[fanta2y]

the day draws near

[the-clock-of-the-time-dragon]

[fanta2y]

this makes me SICKKKKK god

[hucklerabbot-and-rock]

[fanta2y]

especially you Jack !!!! you little freak 😏🫩

[to00fu]

it's 4 am

[fanta2y]

this ship is my guilty pleasure 😖