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going for a ride with mama
Horse Donkey breed of the day: American Mammoth Jackstock
Height: 16 -17hh
Common coat colors: Grey, grullo and various duns
Place of origin: US
{Quotes:Nitya prakash/Richard siken ,crush}
Something so attractive about gentleness.
Impie again~ ♡
Toji and your sweet voice: fluff oneshot ✿
Toji loves your voice, the way you talk, whisper, hum, he loves it all. He loves everything about you but your voice just does something to him, gets him riled up.
You were talking about your day, laid up beside him in your soft bed, just yapping your pretty little head off. He was holding you close, his large arm draped over your waist, thumb softly stroking your soft skin underneath your pajama shirt.
His eyes bore into you, “what?” You asked softly,
“You sound so pretty,” he said gruffly. You smiled at him as felt your face heat up, “you always say that—“ “and I mean it every time doll,” he says before leaning down and kissing your sweet lips, earning a soft squeak from you. “Toji-“ you whispered sweetly, using that honey tone that always made his heart thunder, his ears red. He ducked his head into your neck and breathed in your scent deep, “keep talking—“ he whispered against your skin.
Your fingers run through his raven-colored locks, slow and grounding, and you giggle sweetly as you lean closer. Your closeness making everything feel softer. Warm.
“Whatever you want,” you whisper, voice warm with mischief and devotion, “you big baby.”
His breath catches—just slightly, and for a second his gruffness wavers. Then he lets out a low sound that’s half amusement, half something more tender.
“Careful,” he murmurs, but there’s no real threat in it. Just a softened edge, like he’s already forgiven you for every tease. He dips his forehead toward yours, eyes locked on you. “Say that again,” he adds, voice rough with want, “and I’m not letting you get away with it.”
You blush, pretty cheeks warming instantly, and you kiss his lips—quick, sweet, like a truce sealed without either of you having to say it out loud.
“Let me finish my story now,” you whisper, voice soft.
“Oh now you wanna finish it?” Toji murmurs, gruff but pleased. “Go on, doll.”
He snuggles back into the crook of your warm neck, settling there like he belongs. His breathing evens out, and the tension in him fades into something calm and listening. “Talk to me,” he says quietly against your skin, voice low and fond.
Your honey-like voice keeps him soothed as the story winds down, and eventually the tension in him disappears completely. He starts to drift—still tucked into the crook of your neck—until his breathing evens out. You can feel it; the peace settling over him like a blanket.
Then, when you finally pause, you let yourself exhale too. You adjust just slightly, tucking him in closer, making sure he’s comfortable, and you settle right after—your body warm, your mind finally quiet enough to rest.
For a little while, it’s just the two of you; steady breaths, soft sweet-scented calm, and the gentle song of sleep claiming you both.
You drift off quickly, peaceful and safe in his large arms.
A/N: another oneshot, lowk struggling with the nightwing fic, please bare with me chat(╥_╥) I love toji, this man is honestly everything— I have like 3 other works of him almost down… am I obsessed? Maybe🙁 is this ooc for toji? Most definitely 😭
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