𝗧𝗼𝗷𝗶 Is Sitting On The Floor Within Arm's Reach Next To His Nine-month-old Daughter, Who

Hey! Your content is getting me through life. I just wanted to ask if you could write about Toji and has massive hand (lawd)

Im so happy to hear that!! And Oh my god I love Toji's hands,, I had an entire supernova of feeling while writing this,,, I hope you enjoy!

Cw: slight nsfw, finger sucking, mentions of veins and scars (in relation to fights), and worship, making out, ass grabbing + toji luvs u

His hands are huge. Large, calloused and veiny when they hold your hand or test on the dip of your back. His hands dwarf small handles and soft skin of your hands. He always makes sure to hold your hand in public - too stressed and worked up on the idea of you going missing. When he holds your smaller hand, he runs his thumb in small circles over your knuckles or your palm. The roughness of his skin has become something you've learned to love - a carried warmth that spreads to your chilled skin in the winter and a sense of stability that grounds you when the two of you wander throughout the crowds of downtown in the summer. His hands grab and pull and pinch, kneading the plush of your ass in his palms when you kiss him - your small body set in his lap. His hands cup your jaw, keeping you steady when Toji places a kiss to your forehead. Blue and red veins run along the tan skin of his knuckles, following a tide of vessel to the index of his elbow. You try to keep your obsession with his hands at bay, the flat of your tongue curling around his digits as you pull them passed your swollen lips, soft moans betraying you as your suck greedily on his salty skin. His hands protect you - catching things right before they fall on you: books that were misplaced and seem to slip right when you walk next to the bookcase, baseballs that seemingly fall from the sky, even dishes that are placed too close to the edge in the cabinets. His hands carry a weight - a rough patch of endless time that's sewn through his scars and calloused palms. You trace your soft fingers over the light colored lines, always curious, you ask how he got the scars, though he never answers; and on the rare occasion he does, its an obvious lie. You love Toji's hands and their roughness, and you don't wish them to be any other way.

Boys who can’t control their moans so instead of holding back they just sink their teeth into your neck to let off some steam. He’s losing his mind. His cock is buried deep inside of you while his head is shoved into the crook of your neck. His moans are loud paired with the squeaking of the bed. His hands hold your legs apart spreading you open so he can fuck himself deeper inside of you.

“Fuck you drive me crazy baby” he groans.

His hips slam into yours creating a pattern of rough thrust that leaves you drooling, moaning his name. He’s been going for so long he’s fucking the two of you into overstimulation. Your whimpers sound like music to his ears, telling him you can’t take it, begging him to slow down. You’ve come so many times already and he’s determined to make you cum again.

“I- I can’t” you whimper. Your voice is a broken whine barely heard over the sounds of his cock diving into your cunt but he hears you. The smirk that grows on his face when he hears your cries is menacing.

“You can take it , I know you can. Listen to how this pussy is begging for me, she’s basically calling my fucking name” his voice his like silk whispering the words in your ear.

His tongue glides against your neck up to your ear. Your moans come out as broken sobs singing his name. His cock grows harder hearing how you call out to him.

“That’s it, say my name, tell me who fucks you this good” his voice sounds like a low growl.

Your trembling, mind gone with only pleasure and lust clouding your thoughts. Your nails drag down his back leaving marks he’ll smile proudly at later. You can barely form a sentence. Your words come out as a mix of slurred versions of his name and whimpers about how close you are.

“I knew you could do it” he purrs

His thrusts are slow, long and hard. Your hands shakily grab onto his shoulder desperately clinging onto him .

“Please please please” you whine.

“Please what? You want my cum?” He knows what you want, he just wants to hear you say it.

You fumble over your words continuously being caught in a moan. Your legs wrap around him pushing him deeper inside. You're overwhelmed by the pleasure . You squeeze your eyes shut feeling tears glide down your cheeks.

“Aww is my poor baby, Can’t take my cock?” He chuckles, licking the tears that stream down your face.

His thrust picks up speed. His hips slam into yours at a ruthless pace.

“Come on baby, give me one more and I promise I’ll lick that sweet pussy until your nice and clean”

He can’t contain the moans that spill past his lips. He bites your shoulder while he plunges his cock into you at a constant pace. His teeth dig into your skin earning him a soft cry. Your mouth hangs open, stuck between pain and pleasure. Your orgasm drowns you. Your body trembles as your nails cling onto him. Your legs tighten around him holding him in place. Your heart beats against your chest like a drum as you breathe heavily coming down from your high. He licks at the bite mark while pressing loving kisses to your skin. His lips meet yours with a delicate touch compared to his previous rough actions. Your lips dance against each other in sync to the beat of your hearts.

“You were so good for me” he whispers in between kisses. “Let me clean you up baby”

He kisses a trail down your trembling body to your core. His eyes gaze at the way your core glistens like stars in the night.

“So messy for me” he moans at the sight.

He dives in, licking a long strip between your slit.

“Don’t worry I’ll clean you up my messy baby”

~Grimmjow, Toji, Nanami, Geto, Choso, Tsukishima, Kuroo, Matsukawa, Atsumu, Oikawa, Suna, Connie, Armin, Eren

this is sooo cute

hasan austrip edit! i know this is very scuffed, my editing app was slow asf 😭😭 but here she is

i’m so down bad

mean toji drabble

tw: porn. 18+ minors do not engage.

you’ve been craving some intimacy from toji but lately he’s been coming home too tired from work to fuck.

annoyed, toji finally gives in but with a warning— i won’t go easy on you.

“what’s wrong princess?” toji laughs as he harshly thrusts into your weak knees.

“you said you can handle it, so take it.” he growls as you cry into the pillow.

toji grips your waist as he slams his hips into your ass. his thick cock harshly glides through your walls slamming into your cervix making you wince in pain leaving you breathless.

you dig your face into your pillow but toji pulls you out by pulling hair.

“be a good and take this fucking dick.” he mockingly says looking into your tearful eyes. he lets go on your hair, dropping your head into the pillow again.

toji continues to thrust into your abused cunt. he begins to laugh as your cry and whimper after every thrust.

“shut the fuck up and take it.”

u did so good writing last time i submitted smth <3

but consider this. toji always needs a lil money so he starts posting on 0nly Fan$. it starts off w solo videos he takes while thinking abt u. he somehow ends up being one of the top 0.01% of creators (he’s a whore n he loves it). but it’s all thanks to his lil slut. so, he decided to finally let u be included. the videos w u included somehow make him even more popular and have his fans begging u to make ur own account.

for now tho, they’re settle w waiting patiently for toji to post a video w the filthiest titles. oh! here it is “breeding my gfs tight cunt until she’s in tears”

-toji anon (luv u babe)

#TAGS ! … f! afab! reader. NOT PROOFREAD LOL. daddy kink (obvi is it even a tojialways post without daddy toji). praise. breeding. slight begging. dumbification. consensual recording. crying but not as a fetish, reader just cries.

#NOTE ! … ANON U ARE MY ABSOLUTE FAV LETS MAKE OUT LIKE RN. i love u for this ask <333 also sorry i did not know how to end this LMAO

“fuck daddy fuckfuckfuck” you sob, nothing on your mind but the fat cock abusing your poor cunt. it was so big. so deep. so dirty. and yet you needed more, pleas falling from your mouth every single time you heard toji’s low moans echoing off of the walls. your brain was so fuzzy you almost completely forgot the camera pointing at your pleasire ridden face. almost. “smile for the camera baby” toji grins. his request is honestly laughable - you couldn’t even form a word properly. his words barely registered in your absent mind, your mouth opening to reply, but an embarrasingly loud moan fell from your parted lips in its place. “what was that princess?” he teased, your pretty whines making his cock throb. “d-daddy...” your hand flying to your mouth as toji hits a particular spot, “da-daddy please- ‘m gonna..” he chuckles at your meek attempts to simply get a word out. “yeah? gonna cum? gotta look at the camera for me first” your eyes tried to focus but the tears welling in your eyes blocked your vision. “c-can’t... feels so good daddy” you cry out, the sheets in your whitened knuckles. “too good? aw but we’re just getting started gorgeous,” the camera shakes as he readjusts himself so he can rub your swollen little clit with his thumb, “now come on cum for me i know you can do it pretty girl” your heartbeat speeds up and your vision turns from blurry to almost white. “daddy fu-fuck!” you feel your tears dripping from your chin as drool follows. your pussy flutters around toji’s cock as you gush messily over it. he can’t help but let out a low groan at the feeling of your cum coating his dick. “fuuuck that’s it baby god your pussy’s so fucking perfect” he babbles, not even thinking about his own words just focusing on the way your cunt clenches around him. the arousal stirring in his stomach as he felt his orgasm coming. “god princess you’re so beautiful, it would be a shame not to cum in your pretty cunt” he can’t help but spread your legs wider, trying to thrust deeper - he has to feel all of you. “gonna cum baby fuck gotta fucking breed you.. gonna give me some babies aren’t you?” the way your eyes roll back at his sweet words - he can’t help fill you to the fucking brim with his cum. he was right, you were gonna give him some pretty babies.

me core

spring break!!! time to bedrott!!

taste of gerbera ∫ t. fushiguro x reader

warnings/includes: mdni, vaginal fingering, impact play, daddy kink, dom/sub dynamics, dirty talk, degrading, dumbification if you squint, use of various pet names (kitten, little one), established relationship, mentions of violence

word count: 2.1k

synopsis: toji's gotten used to you always greeting him when he arrives home. he absolutely loves it when you literally catapult yourself to him once he's at the door, just having finished one of his dangerous missions. imagine how his heart momentarily stopped when he arrives to a quiet home and he doesn't find you in the living room where you would usually be waiting for him.

notes: i present to you, our favorite dilf. enjoy!

Toji is someone who basks in the attention his little one gives him. He loves it when you're all over him, looking at him with the brightest of smiles and your big, doe eyes shining in devotion as if he was the one who hung the stars in the sky. On the surface, his face is always marred with a frown or simply straight, devoid of all emotions but you know he has a soft spot for you and only for you.

The fact that you depend on him so much makes him so happy because how come that you, the sweetest and softest person he's ever met, give your trust and devote your life to a man such as him? Toji Fushiguro is one shady man and yet, you are in his life, smiling so prettily and always waiting for him in your little home.

He's a tough man, he knows that, you know that– heck, everybody that knows who Toji was knows that but still, you worry for him, you cry when he comes home with wounds on his body no matter how much he reassures you that he'll be fine and that it cannot be avoided in his line of work. He's never had someone fret over him like that and fuck if it doesn't turn him on and make him feel that odd but very much welcomed sensation in his stomach all at the same time.

The red tint on your cheeks and the soft squeal you make when he tells you he loves you is a little reminder that you're a gentle soul and that he should protect you, give his everything if it means you're safe and living your best life. 

"If anyone even dares to lay a finger on you, the world's going to end up in flames." 

Is a promise he engrained to his heart and mind so just imagine how his heart momentarily stopped when he arrives to a quiet home and he doesn't find you in the living room where you would usually be to wait for him. No chirpy "Daddy, welcome home!", no one catapulting herself to him, no kisses pressed on his entire face, no you, no nothing.

"Kitten? Daddy's home!" He calls out, voice loud and firm as he peers over the couch to see if you just happened to have fallen asleep while waiting for him only to be disappointed when he doesn't see you there. He could feel the erratic beats of his heart drumming against his chest but he wills himself to calm down and look deeper into the house.

When he doesn't find you anywhere downstairs, he starts trekking up the stairs in desperation. He's never felt this hopeless and scared before. Not even when he's on the verge of death, waiting for the door of doom to welcome him. "Kitten, where the fuck are you?" Never in his life did he expect that he would worry about someone this much.

"Bedroom!" At that, his feet carries him to where your voice is coming from, and there you were, sprawled out on the bed, on your phone, in nothing but his shirt and your underwear. Normally, he would find himself smiling at the sight of you, but after the little scare you've given him just minutes ago? No. Oh boy, he's pissed to say the least.

The fear and nervousness that settled within him slowly turning into annoyance when you don't even look at him after he made his presence known to you, eyes still fixated on whatever is on the screen of your device. 

"Missy." Slowly, you turn on your right to look at him innocently. The tone of his voice and the growl that followed the nickname he only calls you when you're in trouble makes you gulp and shift until you're sitting upright, phone facing downwards.

"Hi, Daddy." You greet him breathily, hoping that the smile you send his way calms him down and change his mind if ever he plans on punishing you. What did you even do?

"I was expecting for you to be waiting for me when I come home. I thought you would be excited to see me but I guess I was wrong, huh?" He is looking at you so fiercely, making you feel small and slightly intimidated.

Toji licks the corner of his mouth, tongue making contact with his scar, a habit of his when he's trying to hold himself back from something. Right at this moment, you know he's reeling himself back from blowing up on you. You watch him make his way towards you before settling on the edge of the bed beside you. "You know what to do." He grunts.

Without another word, you abandon your phone, scurry to take your panties off and tossing it somewhere in the bedroom then lays on your stomach over his lap. "I was waiting for Daddy..." You murmur sulkily, cheeks pressed up on his thigh and just waiting for him to start your punishment (which you think you don't deserve but you don't tell him that of course).

"Sure you were." The man scoffs, a large hand on your ass and kneading your right cheek. "Do you know how worried I was when I didn't find my little girl downstairs?" He asks followed by a smack on the same cheek he was kneading. The action makes you moan and even though he's just getting started, you can feel your slick slowly trickling down your folds in arousal.

"'M sorry, Daddy!" You weakly tell him but the man seems to ignore your apology when his hand lands another bruise-inducing slap on each cheeks of your ass this time, groaning at the sight of it bouncing at the impact. Looking at you like this, he can't help but be mean, wanting to see you cry and begging for him.

"You better start counting or do I have to do that for you too? Come on, little one. At least prove yourself worthy of being Daddy's slut." He hears your soft whimpers but he disregards it, knowing you're aware that whatever degrading things he tells you in the bedroom are empty and only meant to make you cry.

"Four!" The sound of his palm making contact on your reddening skin is loud but not as loud as your needy moan when he places a finger on your clitoris, rubbing it in slow circles which makes you move your hips down, hoping for Toji to insert at least one of his fingers inside your weeping pussy.

"Quit. Squirming. You. Brat." Four consecutive slaps are what he gives you, his words punctuated by each harsh lashes on your skin that it has you pathetically sobbing, mouth pressed on his thigh to bar the sounds of your cries with your saliva messily wetting the material of his pants.

"Sorry, Daddy! Don't want this anymore, want your cock, Daddy, please!" You wail, begging for him to just stuff you full and use you to his heart's content as you arch up, your plush and bruised bottom lifting off his thigh. At this point, your entire butt is decorated with the prints of his hand, pretty and all red.

"You think you can make requests like that, my dumb baby girl? And I don't hear you counting." Going a little gentle on you, he pats your ass twice with just enough pressure to see it bounce before his thumb moves back to your clit, massaging your nub and spreading your juices all over your messy cunt.

"Ten..." You sigh, eyes closing in satisfaction when he adds more pressure on your sensitive button while his other hand runs over the reddening skin of your ass in a caress.

"Good girl." With a swift hand, he fits his middle and index fingers inside your hole, the entire length of them rubbing against your walls just right.

"Oh Daddy... that feels s'good!" You whimper needily, walls clamping down on his digits and slick coating them as they move in and out of you in a pace so addicting that it has your eyes rolling back and mouth parting to release a whiny moan.

Toji leans down so that your back is pressed on his chest, his mouth just teasingly brushing on your ear before he whispers, "What do you say?" in a grunt.

"Tha-thank you, Daddy." You manages a shaky smile, eyes threatening to close with how good your boyfriend's fingers are languidly going in and out of you, his long digits able to reach that sweet, sweet spot you know is his favorite to stimulate just to hear you beg for him to keep going and stop simultaneously. He loves seeing you go crazy because of him. 

Toji pulls your head back by your hair with his free hand, the stretch on your neck making you whine but it doesn't stop him from gripping on it tighter. He wants to see you break and cry, it makes him feel proud of you and it satisfies him. Maybe it's the sadistic part in him but knowing that you can take everything he gives you turns him on so much. The tent digging on his pants and incessantly poking your stomach is enough proof of what you do to him.

"Daddy, more." You pant, tightening around his fingers to entice him into giving you what you want. Without a warning, he adds his ring finger alongside his two digits, his movements frantic and relentless now that you've asked for more. The slick sounds coming from in between your legs is so lewd and your moans only adding on to the heat of the moment, Toji can't help himself but be harsher.

This is one of the many things he loves about you. Even if you're in the middle of a scene, you know how his mind works, you tune your body to how he likes it because you know that he'll take care of you. All the rough handling he gives you, you embrace with your legs open and pussy dripping with want.

"Look how messy you are, kitten. Your little cunny keeps on tightening on Daddy's fingers too." He chuckles, listening to you babble and talk incoherently, too lust and pleasure-drunk to be able to come up with words that make sense. Curling his fingers upwards, he finally aims for the spot that he keeps on intentionally missing to torture you just a bit more, knowing that you can't do anything but receive whatever he gives you.

"Gonna cum, 'm gon' cum, Daddy!" You're fisting on his shirt, knuckles almost turning white with how much you're gripping on it. This time, Toji lets you move your hips back and forth to meet the brutal thrusts of his hand into your wanting pussy, letting you reach that blissful high you deserve.

"Yeah? You gonna cum on Daddy's fingers? Go on then, baby girl." He encourages, his deep voice really doing something to you in ways you can't explain but the pulsing of your walls around his fingers sure is enough to interpret it.

"Fuuuuuck- oh, Daddy!" You burrow your face deeper on your man's thigh, releasing the coil forming in your stomach and feeling that delicious kick of your orgasm settling in on you. You're literally gushing on your boyfriend's still moving fingers, helping you relish your climax to the last bit until your moans die down into soft pants.

Behind you, Toji smiles before he pulls you up so you end up straddling him. The sting on your butt makes you wince a little when your skin makes contact on the rough material of his drenched pants (courtesy of your saliva and cum). "Hey, kitten." He brushes some of your hair out of your face, the smile still on his face as he looks at you.

"Daddy." You only lay your head on his shoulder, too tired to say anything. For a minute, he lets you cuddle up to him to the point of you almost falling asleep but then you get startled when he slaps your ass again in a chastising manner. "Only bad girls swear during sex. Are you a bad girl?"

You lift your head to flash him a sheepish grin, shaking your head a little. "No, sorry, Daddy. Won't do it again."

He hums and presses a gentle kiss on your lips before maneuvering the both of you so you end up laying on your back with him hovering on top of you. "Now, you're going to be a good girl and lay there while Daddy fucks you until you can't say anything but his name. What do you say?"

"I'd love that, Daddy."

© pastel-catto 2021 ∫ plagiarism is a crime

toji + lactation kink

this is wonderful oh

he’d definitely be obsessed with you during pregnancy. that man wouldn’t let you breathe for a second. always holding you, always having an arm around you or touching you in a way.

and oh, he’d particularly take liking in your full plump tits, full of milk, having started lactating before your second trimester hit and ever since seeing little drops of milk drip down your nipples to your soft round belly, he just couldn’t stop staring directly at your breasts whenever he had the chance to.

even though there was nothing to be ashamed of as it was a normal part that came with pregnancy, you still were a bit insecure about it because whenever you heard a child crying on the television, your body would immediately take that as a sign for milk to start dripping from your nipples.

but toji loved it. that man would fuck you nice and good and then suck at your tits after breeding your cunt full. he loved it, loved you, loved how even more beautiful the pregnancy made you. you were quite literally glowing.

he’d squeeze at your nipples gently to feel few drops drip on his fingers, licking them to taste the delicious milk that his pregnant lady produced, being so fucking proud of you how you took the whole journey like a champ, he was so fucking proud to have you as the mother of his child.

he’d fondle and rub at your sore tits, letting you complain to him how full and heavy they felt, almost crying because oh, it was really unbearable at times, the older giving you a few suckles and kisses at each sensitive breast while rubbing at your tummy, tasting you just like that.

in all honesty, that man would be like a lunatic when it’d come to your full tits of milk, never having realized that something like that would turn him on but oh, fucking you while being able to taste your milk and help you ease the pain? what more could he ask for?

Greetings! Let me just say I absolutely love your writing! If you are taking requests, may I request toji meeting y/n parents? Sending lots of love ❤️

Anon omggg this came out so much longer than I had intended,, I hope you enjoy!! <3

Cw: some kissing, nervousness, embarrassment (on readers end), comfort, a lot of fluff, some cussing

↳ he'd be so nervous – doesn't know what to wear and is silently panicking while you're dressed casually and getting ready

↳ you'd notice his miss of cocky comments, turning away from your mirror to see him sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at the charcoal dresser

↳ "baby, its not the met gala. Just wear what you want." A small giggle fell from your lips at the long sigh he gave

↳ he settled on a grey crew neck, throwing a black t-shirt over it and a pair of baggy jeans, coincidentally, the ones you'd labeled his 'dad' jeans

↳ the drive to your parents house is entertaining to say the least

↳ "kid, I'm old enough to be your dad's friend–" he rubbed at his temple, staring our the window of the car, hand nervously tapping against the wooden wheel, "you don't think they're gonna like, I dunno, think that's kinda weird?"

↳ there wasn't much you could do to when he got nervous like this, after spending the better half of a year with him you'd learned its better to just let him work his nerves out on his own

↳ "sweetheart..." you turned to him with a soft smile as you pulled his hand away from the wheel to hold in your own, "it'll be okay."

↳ Toji stared at you for a second before sighing, dropping his head into his hands with a groan as the car came to a stop at an intersection

↳ "you're right, you're right. I just–" he bumped his fist against the gear shift anxiously, "I really don't wanna screw this up, I wan'em to like me."

↳ immediately, you're grasping his cheeks in your hands, pressing your lips to his in a reassuring kiss, "they'll love you, trust me."

↳ you were right.

↳ as soon as the two of you arrived, your dad was quick to greet the two of you at the door, shaking Toji's hand with an excited smile, "Nice to meet you, man!"

↳ Toji hadn't expected your father to be so openly accepting of him as soon as he walked through the door, nerves settling almost instantly as he followed you into the kitchen

↳ both you and your mom helped prepare dinner, while Toji and your dad drank beers and made small talk outside

↳ ever so often you'd look up from the cutting board to see Toji kicking at the ground absent-mindedly before throwing his head back in a laugh at something your dad said

↳ you smiled warmly at the idea of Toji and your dad growing closer over the years, at the idea of spending holidays together binging on treats, at the idea of all of you becoming a family together

↳ "So..." your mother's voice pulled you from your dreamy state to turn to her as she ran flour over the counter, "he's cute, but does he treat you right?"

↳ "mommmm!" Throwing your head back with a whine, "stop it!"

↳ "I'm just asking!" She brought her flour-covered hands up defensively with a giggle

↳ "yes, he treats me very well, actually." You rolled your eyes, turning back to the cutting board

↳ "well that's all that matters." You could hear the smile in your mother's voice

↳ once the table set you called the boys in with a gentle wave, Toji following behind your father

↳ You sat down at the table with Toji on your side and your parents across from the two of you; sliding your hand over your rest on Toji's knee, you gave it a gentle squeeze, smiling when he reached a hand under the table to grab at yours, bringing it up to kiss the backs of your knuckles gently.

↳ dinner went smoothly, both your parents giggly and entertaining friendly banter with both Toji and you while asking questions about how the two of you met and what Toji's current job was

↳ once dinner was finished you helped put away the dishes with Toji, handing the plates off to him to dry after you'd washed them

↳ it wasn't long before your mom made her way around the corner, excited smile gracing her features, "Toji," she whispered, motioning with a hand for him to follow her, "c'mere, wanna show you something."

↳ he looked back to where you were facing away from him, gently placing the dried plate down onto the counter before following your mom

↳ you'd been humming to yourself as you washed off the remaining dishes, the sweet smell of lemon soap wafting throughout the kitchen – the smell of baked garlic bread is still heavy as it seeps from the antique oven your mom had custom made

↳ you'd been handing the dishes off to Toji in a pile, only realizing something was a miss when you'd turned to see not only how tall the stack of cleaned plates had gotten but also the obvious lack of your boyfriend's presence

↳ "Toji?" You switched off the tap, grabbing a towel from the counter to dry your hands as you made your way out of the kitchen

↳ "Toji?" You called again, "Mom? Dad?" You wandered around the entry way of your parents house, brow quirked in confusion, had they left?

↳ it was only when you were about to text Toji that you heard muffled giggles come from your parents room

↳ brows furrowing in confusion, you made your way up the stairs quietly before opening up the door to your parents bedroom to see Toji sitting in the middle of your mom and dad, holding an aged photo album in his lap as your mom pointed to a photo

↳ "and that's when she went outside right after I gave her a bath and rolled around in the mud for twenty minutes." Toji giggled at the faded photo of you dressed in your pajamas, mud caked into the pastel fabrics and painted over your small cheeks

↳ "mom, why'd you show him that!" You exclaimed, making your way over to the decorative bench they sat along

↳ "whoops!" Your mom giggled sheepishly, shoulders bouncing as she stood up from her seat, grabbing your father's arm and leading him out of the room, "I think we're gonna go finish up those dishes!" She smiled

↳ rolling your eyes you made you way over to where Toji sat, eyes tracing over every picture, gently running the pads of his thumbs over the tinted photos - the color runs lighter as time's passed on

↳ "C'mere," he extends an arm towards you, eyes still focused on the pictures of you dressed in overalls and home-sewn shirts

↳ pulling you into his lap, he turned the page with his free hand, taking time to read over the title: 'Y/n's Middle School years'. The title's decorated in cursive and stars and crudely drawn hearts with arrows drawn through them

↳ Toji takes his time looking over every photo; commenting on the backgrounds or your friends you'd taken the pictures with

↳ you, on the other hand, felt humilated; burrowing your face into his neck as he cooed at you smile; Halloween themed braces decorating your teeth, your lovely introduction to puberty expressing itself in the form of acne over your skin.

↳ "ugh, oh my god. Don't look please." Your cheeks ran hot as he ran his hand up and down your back comfortingly.

↳ "Sweetie, you were just a baby," you gave another groan, "God, what happened to you?" he pinched your side teasingly which in turn you slapped the back of your hand against his chest

↳ he flipped the page with a giggle to see a section decorated in gold star stickers and decorative confetti, a dance ticket pinned to the bottom corner.

↳ Oh, you remembered that night. The 8th grade dance, the dance where you got a photo with your crush from science class, the photo that you kept with hearts drawn around the two of you, where you'd written his name in-

↳ "Who's Jeremy?" Toji's voice quipped with an amused interest

↳ slowly, you pulled your face from the crook of his neck to see the sheet of obnoxious pink and purple hearts drawn in the shape of one large heart surrounding the very awkward photo of you and the boy

↳ "Oh god, Toji, don't look at that!" you cried, turning away and pushing your onto the paper in an attempt to block his view

↳ He easily moved your hand with a laugh before you pushed the flat of your palm against his cheek as he chuckled

↳ "Okay, okay!" he flipped the page with a stirred laugh

↳ Toji took his time looking through the embarrassing album of your middle school years, pinching your sides teasingly as he made his way through the last few photos - adding his own commentary for his own amusement

↳ Once he made it to the high school section he got a lot quieter - prompting you to pull yourself from his neck again

↳ He was looking at your senior pictures, running the back of his knuckle over your cheek in the photo where you're in the middle of laughing, surrounded by friends as you celebrate your 18th birthday

↳ "M'so lucky," He spoke quietly, turning to you, he placed a soft kiss to your lips, "Love you, sweetie."

↳ You nodded into the kiss, "Love you too, baby - wish I'd known you back then, woulda' kissed the hell outta' you," you smiled against his lips

↳ "I would've been thrown in jail." Toji spoke blankly.

↳ "You know what I meant, asshole!" you hit his chest again

you're gorgeous you're beautiful you look like linda evangelista