#natoji

[inkandbitters]

*lifts shirt up and flashes him so he pays attention to me*

[tabicoeur]

@inkandbitters 💌 he finds you in the kitchen, straps slipping off shoulders and sleep-mussed hair, and whatever gruffness clung to his morning dissolves like sugar in tea. toji crowds you against the counter—still warm from the stove, still soft from sleep spent in his arms—and his mouth finds the curve of your neck while you scold him about cholesterol, honestly. he doesn’t care. adds his ridiculous eggs to the pan anyway with a hand still loving on your hip, thumb drawing lazy hearts through the thin cotton.

morning light ribbons through the window, catching on the silver scar that splits his lip and the domesticity of such a scene. your bare feet on tile, his chest warm against your back, breakfast burning slightly because neither of you can stop touching long enough to tend it.

worth it, he mutters into your hair, that the eggs are overcooked. you eat them anyway, feet tangled beneath the dining table. two grinning fools in love.

[nattywhines-archived]

morning! sharing to u a natoji lore and that is toji keeps asking me whether or not the videos shiu sent him is AI. also he is not on instagram, his social media is me and shiu.

[inkandbitters]

senior dog x black cat natoji…

[inkandbitters]

wip natoji variants…

[inkandbitters]

[inkandbitters]

am I doing this right

[inkandbitters]

ok the chains cuffed to my ankles are rattling across the floor again bc I haven’t talked about him in a minute but natoji lore du jour is that whenever I’m not feeling too fergalicious about myself he likes to serenade me with a very off key rendition of john mayer’s your body is a wonderland and I’m like. oh wow okay, thank you….