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[maginxlia]

Alright My babes, I’ve packed my bags and Moved to @magxnoria ! I love y’all my boos! See ya over there

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[maginxlia]

This Account Has Been Shadowbanned and I’ve been waiting for tumblr to fix this situation. I’ve been debating should I make another account or throw in the towel. I love Y’all and hope you all are well. Ta Ta for now

[dejwritesarchived]

DEBT, CHAPTER 13

➣ warnings: yakuza boss!toji fushiguro x black coded reader, mentions of sex, mentions of sex work, profanity, gang violence, yakuza au, baby!megumi, drug mentioned, alcohol usage, drug usage, stripping, naoya being naoya, oc x reader, toji fushiguro x reader, naoya zenin x reader

➣ chapter summary: toji's deal with keigo turns sour while the mystery of naoya's whereabouts are finally solved.

➣ tags: @maydayaisha @eiflawriting @ihateliyah @ceeriusly-dumb @galaxness @stephanythedramaqueen @littlemochi @todo7roki @whatdidhesayyyy @protectpancakes @hellavile @dazaisfavgf @etaerealboy @tojiswhore1 @bbgiirrl @aasouthteranoswife @caribbeanwifey19 @lilith412426

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TOJI FUSHIGURO DIDN’T TRUST ASAHI AT ALL. Maybe the fact that Asahi had relations with Y/N left a nasty taste in his mouth. How could someone like him even have the opportunity to be with her? The two of them are opposites of each other. Naoya would have been the better fit for this drug task, considering that those two had similar qualities. However, Toji was sitting in complete silence next to Asahi in the back of Asahi’s personal driver's car. Toji should have had Gojo or one of them follow behind him, but this meetup was last minute. When he had spoken with Asahi earlier—he didn’t sound like his usual self. Toji had to be alert; this could be a setup.

No, Asahi wouldn’t hurt him. Especially when Asahi knew that would cause Y/N to dislike him. 

“Are you going to tell me where the hell we’re going? I don’t particularly trust you to be alone with you and your men.” Toji spoke out as his eyes glanced out the window. “Plus, you should be at the port—we do have a shipment coming through.” 

“You know, Toji. I knew I should have backed out of this deal when that Russian fucker wouldn’t tell me what drugs we would be handling.” Asahi sighed as he locked his cell phone. “I have handled drugs for years now and prefer to know what I’m handling so it’ll be easier to transport. If it’s cocaine, you can disguise it in flour or baby formula packaging. Pills, fake vitamin packaging, and so on. But he won’t tell me what it is.” 

“And you find that strange?” Toji asked. “How exactly did you even come upon this deal?” 

“Councilman, plus like Keigo said—the closest port near you is in my district. So, it wouldn’t make sense to give this deal to anybody else but me. You’ll be surprised how crooked a lot of politicians are.” Asahi adds.

“Y/N mentioned you were working with him because you need help finding your sister,” Toji says. “I wouldn’t want to be in debt with someone wrapped in politics—cause push comes to shove, they’ll backstab you first.” 

Asahi chuckles at his statement. “Don’t underestimate me, Fushiguro. Unlike you, I don’t follow some moral code; I’m a part of a yakuza, and people in the yakuza do bad things.” He sits back in his seat. “But, when it comes to what goods we got at the port—I crossed the line at this shit, and I came to you because, for some reason, I feel like you’re the only one I can trust. I don’t even trust councilman Hong and his annoying son with this situation.” 

“When the hell did the shipment come in, and you’re just telling me about it?” Toji asked. 

“The shipment came early. I don’t think Keigo knows that. Listen only my men, me, and now you know about this.” Asahi sighs. “I feel like Keigo was trying to set us up or something.” 

The car stopped, and Toji didn’t say much as he followed Asahi out of the car. The scent of salt water lingers up Toji’s nostrils as the two men walk silently towards the dock where their shipment goes through. As the two approached a guy leaning against one of the shipping containers—he immediately stood up straight, seeing Asahi and Toji approach them.

“Asahi, they’re pretty shaken up. I tried talking to them, but they just stayed silent.” The dark-haired male spoke out.

“I figured, who knows how long they've been in there. Did you contact the people I asked you to contact?” Asahi asked.

“Yes, Jackson said he’s getting your other vacant property ready, and I already contacted Inei for help in case any of them need medical attention.” Daisuke promptly answered.

Them.

“What the fuck is going on, Asahi?” Toji asked.

Asahi motioned for Daisuke to open the container, and as the moon shone down on the trio—Toji’s eyes lit up in horror at seeing what he was seeing. He was expecting to see drugs, lots of them. But instead, he only saw girls and women. He was positive he saw someone as young as ten. Asahi took a step forward and glanced at him, “The goods in question are women. Fuckin’ women. I draw the line at this, Fushiguro, because I know for a fact my sister went through this.” Asahi’s fingers comb through his hair.

Toji’s fist clenched at the sight he was seeing. The thing is, the container was open—these women and girls could just run. But they didn’t; they sat in fear, looking at the three men as if they were going to hurt them. Toji let out a sigh before speaking, “Don’t let your emotions get the best of you—we have to get out of here before security comes patrolling the area.” Toji said.

It was time for Toji to equip the right leadership role that was given to him. Although this leadership role included doing things like torturing and possibly causing people to disappear—he didn’t need Asahi to do anything out of emotion. “Get your shit together, Asahi. If we want to figure out why Keigo wanted us to be fucking sex traffickers—I need you to not think with your emotions.” Toji explained. 

His finger points to Daisuke, “See if you can get some men immediately to drive some trucks. Preferably ones with tinted windows. Send half to Asahi's location and half to the location I have.” Toji explains.

He had another property somewhere else other than his house. He could see if Shoko could handle anything medical—he would have to pay her a hefty price. But he was okay with that. 

“Asahi, I’m the last person you want to be stuck in this situation with. But it looks like we have to lean on each other to handle this situation.” Toji glanced at Asahi, who inhaled sharply and exhaled.

“You’re right, but when the time comes—I want to be the one to put three holes in Keigo’s head like a bowling ball.” Asahi adds. 

“He’s all yours, but first, we focus on ensuring they’re safe. They have already been through horrible shit—let’s make sure they’re safe first.” Toji assured, and for once, he didn’t receive some snarky comment from Asahi. Instead, he watched the young man step forward towards the shed. 

He could hear him speaking French, maybe seeing if one of the girls knew French and was willing to talk to him. Toji sighed as he pulled out his phone to call Geto. He figured he was probably the only one up at this time. “Suguru, I need a favor.” 

“What’s up? I just got done collecting dues from some people and was about to head out for drinks with Satoru.” He said.

“Great, I need both of you to stop at my other property for me. See if you can get others to meet you there to patrol the area—set it up for refuge. Buy some hot food, drinking water, blankets, towels, and anything at this point. I’ll explain to you and the others when I get there in about an hour. I have to contact Shoko to see if she can help out.” 

He could sense Geto’s silence on the other end. Toji knew Geto wanted to ask a question, but he instead just agreed to do what he was asked and ended the call. Toji soon called Shoko; when he heard her voice, he knew she was still at the hospital.

“If you got yourself stabbed again, I taught Satoru—” Toji cut off Shoko’s words.

“No, it’s not for me. I’ll explain when I see everyone, but I really need you. Like urgently.” Toji said with desperation on his tongue. 

He could hear her saying something to a nurse before speaking once again, “I have to check up on some of my patients, and I can help. Just send the address.” She immediately says. 

“Thank you, Shoko, I knew I could count on you.” Toji lips form a sly grin.

“I’ll let you know—Naoya?” Shoko questioned on the other end of the phone.

“Naoya? He’s there?” Toji asked.

“Uh, Toji. I’ll be there to help you after this. Naoya just got rolled in, and it looks bad. I have to go.” 

Before Toji could get more information, he was met with the dial tone. He saw trucks pulling up, and just as he asked—each of them had tinted windows. If he remembered, when he saw the women in the shipping container—he counted maybe about fifteen of them. He felt Asahi standing next to him. “Did any of them start talking?” 

“Yes, one speaks Japanese. She said the person in charge of this whole damn thing calls himself Death.” He sighed. He leaned forward, mimicking the kanji that represents Death on the door of the shipping container. It was the same thing the young woman he talked to traced on the shipping container floor. “So, Keigo isn’t working alone. He has a boss above him.” 

“We have to figure out who this Death person is. It was as if they purposely set us to do this deal to get us caught up in some crazy shit with the cops.” Toji watched as some of Asahi’s men helped the women in the trucks that pulled up. 

“Where the hell do we start with that? I don’t think it’s fair to question these girls immediately on what they know—they’ve seen and been through enough.” Asahi admits as he walks side by side near Toji. 

“I agree; we must ensure they’re safe and healthy first. They need to be comfortable with us because, in their mind, they think we’re about to fuckin’ sell them.” Toji adds. He pulls his phone out, texting an address to Asahi. “You can tell one of your guys to send half to this location. It’s a long drive from here, but when they arrive, some of my guys will be there to help them. They can stay there until whenever,” He ensures. “I have to go to the hospital for something.” 

Just as Toji was about to leave, Asahi stopped him with his words. “You’re not as bad as I expected, Fushiguro.” He admits as he shoves his hands in his slacks. “You know, I tried to hate you because you have something I want—but now I see why the streets have so much respect for you. My driver can take you to the hospital now.” with that, the long-haired male turned on his feet to meet with his right-hand man. 

Toji let out a drastic sigh before he walked in the opposite direction towards the car he came in. The driver quickly opened the door for him before eventually going to the driver's side. Toji politely asked him to drive him to the hospital. His phone rings, and he sees Nanami’s name pop up. When he answered it, he knew that word had traveled on the sudden tasks Toji had assigned to some of his men. 

“Suguru, let me know what was going on. Anything you want me to do?” Nanami asked.

“No.” Toji firmly said.

Nanami was supposed to be collecting money from people, but Nanami had told Toji that Fahari hadn’t been feeling too well. Immediately, Toji gave the task to Geto. Toji’s been there with Megumi’s mom, the morning sickness, fatigue, body tenderness, and just wanting to lay in bed. He didn’t need Nanami to do this when he should be caring for his fiance. “We’ll handle this. For now, your job is to be the good-ass fiance that you are.” Toji said. “Understood?” He adds. 

There was silence on the other end of the phone before he finally gained a response. 

“Yes, keep me posted,” Nanami answered before hanging up. 

The drive to the hospital wasn’t that long, considering that Toji asked the driver if he could get him there as quickly as possible. Toji and Naoya had their arguments. They had their fights and bickers. However, he was still family and seeing family hurt lit something inside Toji. When he felt the car pull up to the hospital, he thanked the driver before exiting the vehicle. 

Toji wasn’t the biggest fan of hospitals. He hated the scent of it because no matter the circumstances of why he was here—it brought back memories of Megumi’s mom dying. He walked into the hospital, and it seemed to be busier than ever. He approached the desk to ask about Naoya, but when his eyes saw Y/N—his eyebrows raised in curiosity. Her head was buried in this book, and he could tell she was anxious. She must have seen Naoya when the EMTs rolled him into the hospital. But why was she here? 

“Y/N.” Toji firmly said, and when she glanced up and saw Toji, she practically leaped in his arms to embrace him. 

It shocked the older gentleman as he wrapped his arms around her. He noticed that she wasn’t in the clothes she had left to go to work in. “What are you doing here?” He pulled away from her hug and stared down at her.

“I was at work training this girl, and she fell. She swore she was ready to get on the main stage just for her to fall and sprain her ankle,” Y/N explained. “Then, as I was waiting, I saw Naoya. It was so much blood. As they were rolling him by me, this dropped.” She held up the book. 

“That looks like the book you took during the first task I assigned you.” Toji said as he took the seat next to you.

“That’s what I was thinking. I remember you telling me about it being filled with drug connections and such. So I was going through it and looking at the names I saw,” Y/N flips through the pages and shows Toji. “This explains you and Asahi’s deal, right? Keigo’s name is on this page.” Y/N explained. “I originally thought this was Keigo’s book. But it wouldn’t make sense why Naoya would have it.” 

Toji remembered the deal with Keigo. Toji still wanted Keigo’s head for even disrespecting him to think that he would ever stoop low to involve himself in sex trafficking. He wondered if his father knew about this. 

“I just found it odd, you know?” Y/N says. “If you guys are doing drug transportation, it would have the type of drugs you are transporting similar to these pages.” She flips the pages to show Toji other pages. “But you guys' page only has names….” Her voice trails off.

Toji stood up and grabbed hold of Y/N’s hand, dragging her to somewhere private. He looked at her before talking, “I trust you to tell you this, but Asahi and I think Keigo tried to set us up.” Toji explained. 

Y/N had paused for a second. She finally connected the dots between what she saw in the notebook and what Toji was alluding to. She took a couple of steps back from Toji for her back to be met with the hospital wall. “So the shipment you guys got today were women?” She questioned in disbelief. 

“Yeah. Keigo doesn't know that they came a day early. They’re safe right now, but I can’t promise for how long. He’s going to know that we didn’t give these girls to whoever brought them.” Toji answered firmly. “But, he has a boss. He answers to someone; we just don’t know who.” 

“Death? Is that his name? Or, well, what they call them?” Y/N questioned. 

“How would you know that?” Toji asked. 

“Because he or she signs every page in the book.” Y/N shoved the book into Toji’s hand. “What if we have a copy of this Death person's whole playbook? From sex trafficking to drugs. I even saw a fuckin’ page about an auction.” 

“We stole a copy of the book weeks ago; having multiple copies of your moves doesn't make sense.” Toji said. “It’s a rookie move, so I’m going to assume that this person has to be young.” 

Y/N nibbled on her lower lip, trying to figure out where to put Asahi and Toji in the situation. You don’t just assign two men with no experience or connections with sex trafficking into a sex trafficking deal. “Who notified you about this deal?” 

“My father was persistent on me doing it instead of Naoya.” Toji pointed out. 

“Do you think your father would set you up?” Y/N's eyes met with Toji’s in search of something.

“He wouldn’t. I know I upset him by deciding to start my branch—but he wouldn’t. Plus, considering his age, I doubt he has time to do all this.” Toji explained. “Then where do Asahi come in, hm? My father wants to set him up too?” Toji asked; his tone was defensive. 

Y/N grew silent for a second before admitting defeat on her theory. “It’s just some thoughts, and I don’t think we should rule him out so quickly. You’ve spoken to me about the disdain your family has against you; it’s not very far-fetched. You’re getting defensive over it, so I’ll drop it.” Y/N adds. 

Y/N walked by Toji, “I’m going to go check on my co-worker; you don’t have to wait for me to go home. I want to make sure she gets home first,” and just like that, she left Toji alone with his thoughts. 

As he walked back to the waiting area, he saw Shoko and approached her. His hand gripped the book imprinted with Naoya’s blood and filled with deadly moves planned by some wicked person. “How bad is it?” He asked.

“He’s going to survive. Whoever tortured him must hate him and wanted him dead..” Shoko motioned for Toji to walk with him. “He was dropped in front of the hospital. I asked the security guard if they could show me the security footage. We managed to get a license plate.” She pulled out a folder with pictures that were printed out. 

“It was as if they tortured him to send a message,” Shoko added as she looked at Toji. “But I think Naoya found something out he wasn’t supposed to. Do you know what he was doing before he went missing?” 

“He went to his charity ball with Y/N. After that, we haven’t heard much from him. We just assumed he was out being his reckless self.” Toji responded.

“He’s stable right now, but I want him to get some rest for a day or two. Then you can ask him any questions, but I’m sure he wouldn’t mind telling you.” 

Just as Toji was about to say something, they both saw a man approach the front desk. Toji noticed how well the man dressed. His suit was tailored to perfection. His black hair was combed and cut as if he had just stepped off a fashion magazine. The smile on his face was sinister—but Toji couldn’t quite put a name to this stranger’s face. Considering the two huge-looking bodyguards by his side, he had to be someone important. 

“I’m looking for Naoya Zenin. I’ve heard he was sent here and badly hurt.” 

“Holy shit,” Shoko whispered as she nudged Toji’s side. “You know that councilman that was on the news this morning? That’s his son.” 

Toji's jaw clenched in anger. His piercing green eyes eyed the man up and down as he went through so many emotions. This was the man Y/N was going to get sold to by her shitty father. Toji took a couple of steps forward and cleared his throat to gain the man’s attention.

“What do you want with my cousin? He never ever mentioned you before.” Toji stared at him, the scar that decorated the corner of his lips twitched in annoyance. 

“We’re friends.” The councilman's son said. He extended his hand for Toji to shake. “Kazan Hong.” 

Toji stared at Kazan’s hand in disgust. His lips parted to question him again, but one of the nurses approached Shoko and shocked everyone.

“What do you mean Naoya Zenin is missing?” Shoko asked the nurse. 

Toji didn’t take his eyes off Kazan. He noticed how his facial expression changed at the hearing that Naoya was missing. Toji had a hitch that this was the man that had Naoya the whole time, he just was here to finish the deed. 

He had to find Naoya in this hospital before they did. 

[maginxlia]

Tags not working for me and it’s makes me want to bang my head on the drywall. What’s the point of spending Hours on writing and formatting just for tumblr not to work for you🤦🏾‍♀️

[maginxlia]

It’s officially Friday The 13th, If Jason Vorhees doesn’t stab my womb with his “machete” I’m gonna be big mad

[luxesiren]

HELLO! You're literally one of the best writers that I've found here on tumblr, you write Eren so good😭, Idk if you're accepting any requests ATM if you're not, just ignore this🙇🏻‍♀️ BUT I HAVE THIS UH THOUGHT, college student Eren x reader likeeeeee Eren is chasing after reader, (Zeke's best friend, they're both also in college) that's all, iloveoyyou

hi!! omg thank you! i think there are better writer’s out here but thank you so much! i am accepting requests, i just haven’t gotten any but i can do this for you! hope you enjoy!

warnings; black reader, thick/chubby reader, uses she/her pronouns, third person POV, mutual pining, heavy kissing, and fluff.

eren had been obsessed with his brother's best friend for as long as he could remember and at first, he thought it was just a crush that would just go away but as time went on and his crush didn't lessen - he just let it build up.

she didn't know that he had a crush on her but he couldn't but stumble over his words whenever he was around her or try to act cool because he wanted to impress her.

"zeke, please. at least introduce me to her." eren pleaded with his older brother for the umpteenth time this week and zeke was growing tired of his begging, "i will leave you alone after this, i promise."

"eren, please. you said that last time and plus, how do you know that she even wants to get to know you." zeke said, rolling his eyes at his younger brother's antics.

see, zeke didn't know if he really wanted to introduce his best friend to his brother. his best friend (in his opinion) was out of eren's league. he could remember the first time they met and eren was a nervous wreck, at the time, it was hilarious but looking back at it, eren was really infatuated with her. "okay, i'll let you meet her and get to know her but don't fuck this up. she's a nice girl and deserves to treated as such." he advised his brother.

eren cheered internally.

~~~~

a few weeks went by and eren found himself in front his brother's best friend and stumbling over his words again. "shit. i'm sorry, that was bad. i'm eren."

her laugh was light and airy, "eren, i know who you are. you're zeke's little brother."

"wait, you know me?" he asked with a smirk, confidence coming in and making her blush and he liked how it looked on her cheeks. he observed her appearance, her natural hair out and curly - she had her hair in a high puff and eren loved it. her shirt baggy and her tan cargos hugged her thighs beautifully, eren couldn't have been more obsessed with her.

"yeah of course i do." she replied with a beaming smile, eren snapped out of his thoughts and smirked. "how could i not remember someone who's been chasing after me?"

"i- uh i dont know, what-" he stuttered.

and there was that laugh again, "no, it's cute." she said with a soft smile and looked at her watch, "i've gotta get to my next class but here." she scribbled her phone number down on a small piece of paper and handed it to him with a wink.

he was joyous.

~~~~

eren's crush on her had only grown more within the few weeks they got to know each other more. he walked her to class every day and spent his free period with her, taking her to get coffee and to study more for their tests.

she'd grown to like eren more too, albeit, she had a major crush on him too. she enjoyed their time together and she cared for her best friend's little brother in ways that she couldn't really explain. he took her on various dates, sometimes they were lowkey and others were more extravagant but she enjoyed all of them regardless, but the ones she enjoyed the most were the ones where they relaxed and watched tv shows together.

like the one they were on right now, although the show they were watching was background noise seeing as her hands were trailing up eren's chest underneath his shirt, their lips locked, and eren on top of her.

their tongues tangled together and he swallowed all of her small moans, eren's hands wrapped around her waist and pulling her closer to his chest. "baby, you wanna be my girlfriend?" he said as he pulled away from her lips, her gloss smeared on his lips.

"you didn't even have to ask. of course, i will, ren!" she answered excitedly, her arms wrapping around his shoulders and pulling him back into a kiss just in time for zeke to walk into eren's room.

"seriously? i did not need to see you locking lips with my little brother." his disgust evident.

"who walked in without knocking?" she asked before eren could say something, he looked at zeke with a smug grin and his eyebrow raised.

zeke nodded and walked out the room, closing the door behind him.

i hope this was what you expected😭! thank you for sending the request, i appreciate you!!

[saintshiba-deactivated20231026]

describe your moots in one word?

forgive me if i forgot anyone </3 just shoot me an ask/msg and i will happily include you !!

@haithamuse — clever. you’re so intelligent and i can’t get over just how amazing you are :,) you always stun me in the best ways.

@bbiemilk — ethereal. you’re always so loving and gentle, and i can’t think of many people who are as graceful as you :,) the way you carry yourself is so beautiful!

@s-jie — comforting. every time i interact with you it’s always a huge comforting feeling i get !!! almost like the feeling of seeing an old friend again <3

@heartnagi — bright. you have so many amazing ideas and i just love the way you are + how ur brain works ><

@maginxlia — cozy. every time i go to ur blog or talk with you on here, it feels just like home :,)) you’re so fun to be around and i just know you’d be that much fun or even more fun in person!!

@mamsvi — inviting. you’re always so kind to everyone around you and you always have such a welcoming energy about you!

@jotatetsuken — homey. another person that feels like home :,) you’ve always been such a sweetheart and just such a kind person !!! <3

@zorotits — loving. to me you’ve always seemed like someone who would give up the shirt off their back to someone you care deeply for, and you always have seemed so full of love to me, and that’s so beautiful!

@nyasuna — gentle. we’ve only interacted a few times, but i can already tell that you’re such a sweetheart.<3

@festive — fun. even from the beginning you always gave me such fun/party vibes! definitely someone i would go out clubbing with hehe.

@ichxraaa — spunky. maybe a little bit of a silly word, but you are truly unique to me!! i feel like you carry yourself with a lot of wisdom and intelligence, and that’s really amazing :))

@ilykento — welcoming. i feel like you’ve always been someone so good at making people feel comfortable, and that’s exactly how i feel about you, and how i’ve always felt around you! <3

@kaeyatic — radiant. not just physically, but you yourself have always been so radiant and gorgeous in so many ways. you def have a beautiful glow about you that i don’t think will ever go away <3

@ohsatori — warm. you’re extremely sweet and make me feel at home even when i just see you on the dash. :,) and the way you treat others is just so kind and inviting!!

@no3tis — genuine. i adore your honesty and how fun you are as a person! you never fail to make me smile when i get to interact w you and see you on my tl, but i also fucking love how honest you are !! we need more ppl like you fr!!

@alhaithms — sublime. i never fail to feel joy when i interact with you and see you on dash. you spread so much joy just by being yourself and i love seeing that !! :,)

@nymphoheretic — embracing. you and your blog feel like such a safe space and i just rlly appreciate that. we need more of that on here and you’re doing an amazing job at it! <3

@r-oronoa — passionate. i love how spirited you are whenever i see you on dash. idk what it is but just you being you seems to make me smile gehdjfjf pls keep doing it !! <3 mwahh.

@aqricus — joyful. you really do make me so happy :,) like idk what it is exactly, i just love seeing you on here and talking to you. your presence always brightens up this site and i hope u know that!!

@teataglia — vibrant. we haven’t been mutuals for all that long but it feels like it’s been years!! you’ve always been such an interesting, bright person and i can’t get enough of you!! <33 ilysm!

if i forgot you, please don’t be discouraged !! there are so many of you, and your presence on here matters to me so much. i love n appreciate every single one of you so much, regardless if you’re included in these at first or not. <3

[maginxlia]

Vlynn, Not me crying right now. You don’t know how much your words mean to me💖 Thank you for making me smile and for bringing light into my night 💖 I love you

[spitcrank]

i wrote a lil smth for my girlies 🫡🫡

warnings: MINORS DNI!!!!! |sacrilegious activities !! strong language !! blasphemy !!!

summary: when the thirst is too real for your pastor suguru geto, you get a lil bold. (suguruxreader) 

You stare at the clock, a nervous sigh leaving your lightly chapped lips. It was Saturday, not even the Lord’s day, and yet here you were, walking into the chapel; bible in hand, and your lowest cut dress on. This was so fucking wrong, ‘sacreligious’ they’d call it. As you walk between the pews, your fingers nervously tapping on the linoleum covered wood. “My child. How may I assist you? It isn’t Sunday yet.” Reverend Suguru says, “Where the hell did he even come from?’ you think. He had seen you enter from his peeked open office door, finally making himself known when you sat between the pews. His eyes quickly shift to your cleavage before moving back to your eyes. You can see him gulp, a sigh leaving his lips as something in the air begins to shift already.

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[maginxlia]

i love you and the way you write <3

You just made My Night Boo💖

Thank you so much ✨

I love you too 💖

[maginxlia]

Kazutora has awakened something primal in me, I will never be the Same

[noritopia-deactivated20240422]

he has a heavy corruption kink that gets out of control around vou.

and it's not even that you give off the aura of innocence or purity inherently. you're you and you is so soft and sweet and you have this gentleness to your voice that makes him a little dizzy. and a whele fet less reserved too.

your kindness knows no bounds and even when he's a little harsher than normal or life gets more hectic and there's less seconds to spare for you, you're still so understanding and forgiving. that shimmering glimpse of warmth never leaves your eyes when you look at him and that's the straw that breaks the camel's back.

says he can't be blamed for the way he folds you in half so fucking quickly, but he's the only one at fault. and when you look up at him and whimper his name against his lips, pleading for more-he's a fucking goner. he's grinning like a madman while he pushes your knees to your chest. the 'full' you thought you were a moment ago is nothing compared to the way you're crying now, begging for a second to breathe.

TAIJU, DRAKEN, SHUJI, TOJI, Suguru, SUKUNA, Tetsuro, Issei, Ran

[shanitani]

𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐁𝐎𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐈𝐃𝐍𝐓 𝐀𝐃𝐃 𝐌𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊

swear I’m not dead. here’s an ass smau [crack]

Mikey , Mitsuya , baji , nahoya x BLACK reader

— manjiro.

— mitsuya.

— nahoya.

— baji.

TR taglist — @sscarchiyo @luvmiaa @crushsoli

[maginxlia]

💓💓💓

💖💖💖

Sorry for the rustling bby

[maginxlia]

🎶beep boop boop beep boop beep, i came here to bother you, beep boop boop beep im gonna smother you in kisses, boop boop boop, i love you so, i’m on a roll, let’s take a stroll so i can show the world pretty millie🎶

🎶🎶 Lix is so Fine, her voice is like wine and her body So Divine🎶

[maginxlia]

Millie!!!💞

Ghost, I miss you bby 💖 Hope you’re doing well with your beautiful self! I love you soooooooooooo much

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ఒ 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐮𝐩 - t. shiba

18+ minors/blank blogs do not interact. fem ! reader, use of endearment/pet names, groping, dry humping, size kink, mirror sex, creampie, unprotected sex. 1.5k

“you’re home early.” you murmur with a smile, eyes remaining fixated on the mirror in front of you.

in the corner of your eye, you could glimpse his large figure step through the doorway of your shared apartment, closing the door behind him with a click.

dressed in nothing but a gym tank top laced with a jacket and sweatpants that still had the faint remnants of sweat from taiju’s evening workout, even a slight glance from you could capture just how big he was.

shit…you may have been good at hiding it by now, but the sight of your bulky, rugged boyfriend coming home like that did so many things to you.

his sharp gaze never truly met with your own, but judging by the sweet smell of your perfume filling the room and the fresh, damp shower smell radiating from your bedroom, he could tell you looked damn good tonight.

you swiped the black eyeliner wand over your waterline, painting a crisp, thin line towards your eyelid. a neat, pointy wing perched at the edge of your eyes now, making your pupils appear brighter.

tossing his jacket to the couch, taiju turned to look at you.

of course, you were dressed in his favorite outfit he bought for you. a lacy top with a sweetheart neckline, a skirt lined with one of his chains, and the sapphire necklace across your chest.

something simple as seeing you so nonchalantly apply your makeup was enough to puncture his mind with so many thoughts.

you were such a distraction to him…the way you were able to erase anything he was thinking about in the moment. but it was one distraction he would never regret submitting to.

the image of him bending you over the vanity you stood in front of, large hand binding your neck as your pretty, teary eyes pleaded up at him for more was all he could picture as he approached you.

it was almost as if the scent of you drew him closer, like some sort of exotic predator luring it’s prey into a trap.

except now, it seemed you were playing the part of the prey in this instance…

before the mascara brush could meet with your eyelashes for a second coating, you felt his hands gingery running up your sides, starting from your hips.

you met his touch with a shiver, glancing at him softly, that darling smile of yours still making his blood rush.

taiju could feel you start to stiffen slightly as his hands snaked up your stomach, then to fondling your breasts. his breath grew rugged and balmy against your neck.

“taiju,” you whine, your lips grazing against his own indigently.

hearing his name quivering out from your mouth was more addicting than he first expected. his urges to tear into you mercilessly were strong.

but, of course, he was a respectful man before he was a monster. especially with those he cared about.

you try not to gasp as he takes you by the chin, drawing you into a kiss. he nearly groans into your mouth as your tongues meet concurrently. his was breath hot and raucous the more he tasted you, his free hand still groping at your chest.

as he pulled away, the look in his eyes seemed softer than usual. his brow wasn’t furrowed in a rough twist as it sometimes was; it seemed as though he was fully relaxed after your long, deep kisses.

his hand caressed your face, stare completely unbreakable from yours.

“are you okay with this?“ he asks, head gently leaning against your forehead.

you could still hear him slightly panting as he spoke, and looking down, you could see the swelling beginning to form within his sweats.

nodding, you can’t deny or hide the eagerness starting to fire up within you now.

even the slightest thought of him taking you, no matter how many times you two had already done it together, it always managed to make you feel so weak.

before you can string another thought together, you can feel his erection through the flimsy cloth of his sweats pressing against your ass, his hands messily grabbing at your blouse.

it’s a bit of a tangle before he can get your top off, exposing your upper body to the mirror in front of you. his rough hands run over your breasts favorably, toying with your nipples with a smirk.

“look at yourself, baby,” taiju murmurs, taking you by the chin again his gaze is pinned to you through your reflection in the mirror.

“you’re so fuckin’ pretty.” he groans, his hips bucking against your soft backside.

you curse under your breath, almost unable to hold yourself together as he tugs your skirt and underwear clean off, fully exposing you now.

moving to face him, he stops you for a moment, blinking at you with that same smile flavoring his lips.

“not yet.” he whispers, facing you back to where you faced the mirror, bending you over slightly.

“i want you to see this.” he purrs, deep voice vibrating with an almost teasing ardor.

you stop yourself from protesting his word, trying your best to stay patient. though, it’s hard when the tip of his cock is taunting your entrance through the separation of a few measly threads.

as he pulls off his clothes, you can feel yourself twitch gazing at his newly exposed body. the fact he’s so much bigger than you and that he has you nearly folded over…it’s almost too much to handle.

taiju makes sure he’s gentle when he slides in, his entire body prickling with heat as his teeth grit. your plush walls take him in so well, your now hot wetness enveloping him the deeper he pushes inside you.

your hands gripped the edge of the wooden surface beneath you, the shape your knuckles protruding through your skin with how tight you held on. even though his thrusts were gentle and slow, the feeling of him stretching you out was enough to make you want to cry out.

“god—fuck…” he growls, rough fingers digging into the flesh of your hips.

his thrusts almost immediately pick up in speed as the trembling whimpers falling from your lips crescendo into desperate sobs.

through the mirror, he could see the freshly-applied mascara and liner begin to trickle down your cheeks. you looked so ruined already…it made him throb even more, coming so close to filling you up.

he smirks, leveling his face with yours, thrusts keeping a consistent, unfaltering pace.

“you’re doin’ so good, honey…” he practically drools over you. “i’m gonna fill you up so fuckin’ much.”

as his cock pounds deeper and faster inside of you, the vanity responds with rapid slams against the wall. you can barely make out any words as he plows into your now dribbling wetness, your legs no longer being able to hold you up with how much they’re shaking.

briefly stopping to turn you around, you’re greeted with those sharp eyes again as he re-adjusts himself inside of you.

you can’t help it. you pull him towards you into another kiss, breathing out shakily as his tongue snakes its way into your mouth again. he takes his time tasting you, tongue swiping against yours as he hums in approval.

taiju chuckles as you whine in disappointment when he pulls away, wiping off a tiny string of drool that’s beneath your lips.

“that’s my girl.” he says huskily as his thrusts pick up once more, marveling at how your tits bounce eagerly in front of him.

he can’t stop himself from fucking you so deep until he’s scraping against your cervix, watching in awe as your head flings backwards. you’re so wet that every time he thrusts inside you, there’s a loud slap that rings throughout your living room.

his final thrusts are harsh, slapping into you so hard that you’re certain you can see the glittering of stars beginning to cloud your vision. his seed is so warm inside you, as he pulls out, you can feel some of it trickle down your inner thigh.

your entire weight is upon him, breath heavy as you try to relax yourself. taiju can’t hide his smile as he holds you in his arms, your body only partially supported by the vanity.

as you look up at him again, he chuckles at the streaks of makeup crusted beneath your eyes.

“i really did a number on you there, huh?” he teases.

you roll your eyes playfully. “let me wipe it off.”

you reached for the wrinkled bag of makeup wipes that shockingly didn’t get knocked off the vanity with the rest of your products. but that’s when he stopped you.

“i’ve got a better idea.” he says, scooping you up into his arms, making you straddle him.

“how about we shower if off, hm?” he says, leaning his forehead against yours again, a soft gesture that always made your heart flutter.

“i can help you clean up.” he winks, that same shitty grin on his face again.

“shut up…” you scoff back laughter, fighting the smile that was spreading across your lips.

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[maginxlia]

Taiju Shiba Oh how I would drink Water out of your Back Valley Babygirl