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A lot of people have been saying they can’t find the first post. So I’ve decided to reupload.

3min of Sylus eating you out and then fucking you. 🤭

A scenario with Toji. Him and baby Megumi tackle you with hugs and kisses.

Bye this is so cute,, this came out a lot deeper than I expected LMFAO 💀💀

Cw: mostly fluff, tiny bit of dissociation, Megumi calls the reader "mommy" but reader can be read as not his biological mother (whichever you chose :)), fem reader, kisses + hugs & tickles from Toji and baby Megumi

It's only when youre in the living room, scrolling through your phone as you wait for the signature 'ding!' of your egg timer to go off - signifiing the casserole you've thrown in the oven was finished, when you realize the house is quiet. too quiet.

Toji and Megumi had gone out to the backyard some time ago to look at the lady bugs and water your garden – having seen them only a few minutes earlier playing in the decorative white wood wheelbarrow filled with daisies, lilies, and pillowy pink peonies.

You smiled at the thought, moving from your seat on the couch to finish washing dishes for supper – tonight you had made Megumi's favorite, served with mandatory vegetables of course.

Running the sponge over the China plates, you caught yourself staring outside the window that sat in front of the sink, vases of green plants and flowers decorated the small counter across from the faucet, creating a healthy glow over the tiled sink.

The quiet of the house served a comfort for soft moment, the trickling water from the faucet and soapy fluff of the suds against your skin brought your mind into haze and you suddenly felt yourself watching old memories of your time with Toji and Megumi – as if the moments in time were locked in a safe, only to be revealed to the mind in it's own vulnerable moments.

The sweet apple scent of the soap and the sugary honey jar that had been left over from lunch earlier sent a feeling of warmth in chills up your arms, a settled —

"Boo!" Megumi's voice rung out from behind you and suddenly you were being tickled from all angles by both your husband and your son.

"H-hey ss-stop it–Haha!" You squealed, scrunching your cheek to your shoulder in an attempt to hide away from your husband's hands.

"Okay, okay, thats enough 'gumi," Toji pulled his sons hands away from your sides, you could hear the smile in both boy's voices.

"Did we scare you, mommy?" Megumi giggled to which you sighed, bringing a hand from the sink to pull at his cheek teasingly, "yes, you scared me very much."

Megumi screeched at the touch of your soapy hand, patting your hand away before running out of the kitchen and back to the play room.

Toji laughed at his son from beside you, resting back against the granite counter, arms crossed over one another.

You turned your head to him in annoyance, rolling your eyes when he smirked at you.

"What?" He scoffed, you only sighed again, returning to scrubbing the sponge against the porcelain.

"Sorry I scared you, baby," he pressed himself into your back, " but it was funny," craning his neck to nip at the soft of your jaw generously.

"Stop it, Toji!" You squealed, pushing him away from you, "I have to finish dinner!" Your voice fell through a giggle when he smiled at you.

God you loved his smile, especially the smiles he gave when he was really, truly happy – his dimples would push up against his cut cheeks and his plus lips would peel back in the warmest most loving smile you'd ever seen.

"What're you lookin' at?" he brought a hand up to flick your forehead, "Thought you had to finish dinner."

"I do," you smiled, "Just love you is all."

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images that make you delirious

love his energy sm 👴🏻

need dick from a man who has no fucking clue what he's doing

Big Bad Wolf

Author's note: hey everybody!! Still trying to get through requests while juggling school right now, I hope everyone's been well! This is a reminder that both my thirst and request submissions/asks are closed! The works I've been posting are delayed requests or thirsts that I haven't been able to get to, anyways I hope you enjoy!

Request: The reader has been trying to get Toji's attention for the longest but he's been so focused with his work and practically ignoring her that she eventually starts going out on her own dates. One of them ended up being Naoya [ and probably over hears him telling her to leave Toji for him] hell or even Gojo. Toji suddenly realizes that the reader is going into heat and she's pretty much been going out with a bunch of Alpha's. When she tries to go out again, Toji isn't having it and remarks her, breeding her til he's sure she's carrying his pups. - @tojibreedingme

Warnings: nsfw 18+ minors dni, fem reader, a/b/o dynamics,breeding kink, knotting, sexual harassment, pet names, smoking, physical fight, cussing

Words: 2.7k

There's no cure for heat, well, at least not yet.

It's a cruel world omegas are subjected to - a world of harassments, fear, sex, breeding, and pain that seems infinite for those long days where your heat decides to strike.

It's not fair that an alpha's rut will last a day at most while you're subjected to at least a week of hollowing cries and slicked sheets and the constant need to be bred. It makes you nauseous; slick sheets of sweat covering your skin, hot flashes running throughout your body, so deep you can feel your bones boiling, sweat-soaked sheets that stick and slip against your skin as you writhe and crawl along the sheets in search of relief.

The only cure - known and not changed - is breeding.

And try as you might - the alpha you want seems unimpressed with your efforts, almost as if he's putting more effort into ignoring you than you are trying to get him to at least acknowledge your presence.

That's not to say you're completely out of luck as many alphas make futile attempts at courting you, flaunting themselves and expressing how strong their brood would be of carried. But you're not interested in the alphas that brag, the ones who can't actually carry on with silly claims - they harbor no proof that they'd even be good mates, refusing to mark, only interested in spreading their seed.

Tojis not like that though. Toji's quiet, he keeps to himself for the most part. Occasionally you'll hear his gruff laugh from the back of the room - obviously in response to something Naoya said. You love his laugh, the soft smile he wears for a split second before its dropped back to a straight line.

You try not to make your advancements obvious, its hard though - he's scented you a few times - though it felt as though it was out of pity (whether for you or himself, you weren't sure) the smell was damp, like a heavy must that sticks in your nose and rots your mind. It wasn't the way a scenting alpha should smell.

Whenever you'd ask him about it, nuzzling the side of his arm in an attempt to scent him, he'd merely gruff, rolling his eyes and pushing your body off of him by your head. "Don't worry 'bout it, kid." Is all he would say, and so that's all you would take, you knew not to question further.

But time was not kind to you - your maternal instincts materializing much earlier than the regular omega; your body was a on a set schedule to ensure you were bred.

Quickly, you came to the realization that the imbalanced hormones racing through your red veins were not to be dulled with the synthetic satisfaction of false knotting - your body knew you weren't engaging with an alpha and it knew you weren't being bred properly. To which, it punished you in retaliation.

Your heats were longer, much more exhausting than a normal three to four day long heat. Sweat quite literally seeped from your swollen pores, soaking your sheets and basking your body in a slick sheen of encapsulated heat. Half the time you felt as though you might die - the hot air, sweat, and slick between your legs served as a constant reminder that you had yet to fulfill your natural instinct to be bred.

By the time your grueling heat came to end, you were miserable in every sense of the word. You could barely walk, talk, let alone eat - the drenched air still stuck to your skin, a heavy cloud of nausea sank over your body.

After training, you'd sat down under a tree to finish your homework when Naoya had trotted over to you, plopping himself down beside your worn body. You knew he could smell you, hell, your fucking professors were having a hard time teaching with the invasive smell of your hormones.

"You smell good, omega." He smirked, cupping your jaw. His hands were thin and cold, the word rolling off his tongue in a sickly tone - there was no warmth to him. You felt sick; Naoya wasn't ashamed to express his intentions, logically, you knew if you were to become his mate you'd be miserable.

Naoya was not a good person - he reeked of anger and toil that soaked the air with his vicious pheromones. It made any omega within a three foot radius sick.

Looking up, your eyes met Toji's silver ones. He was a good distance away, he had a hand on the sponge of a cigarette, the bud resting against his lips. It was odd, he was unmoved - as if he was waiting. Waiting for Naoya to do something.

He could smell you. And you could smell him. It was overwhelming, his scent completely dwindled the must of Naoya's.

You felt a chill run down your spine, you shivered lightly before grabbing your things quickly, ripping your jaw from the grasp of Naoya palm and standing to your feet.

"I'm-" you looked back to see Toji, he was still watching you, though more relaxed now, his shoulders slouched and the cigarette was resting between his teeth as he fished for a lighter from the pocket of his pants.

"I-I gotta go." You gave a nervous smile before hurrying off.

The next day wasn't much different, Naoya continued to pressure you any chance he got, while Toji just... watched. You couldn't figure out what was happening - was this a team effort between the two? You'd thought it over many times and came to the conclusion that it wasn't - Toji didn't like to share, that much was evident in the way he watched you when Naoya was around, cigarette bud between his sharp teeth, legs kicked up onto the table and raven hair disheveled from sleep. And his scent... God, you swore it got stronger everyday - to the point where its all you thought about.

You wondered if the other omegas around the training center could smell him too, there was no way they couldn't. It's a heavy smell of vanilla - not a sugary vanilla, but a rich warm scent, like that of a redwood.

After training you hurried back to your tree, throwing on your headphones and picking out one of your books to study.

It wasn't long before you were interrupted by Naoya, his thin finger running a chilled line down your soft skin. Immediately you jumped back, throwing your headphones to the ground in shock.

"Naoya, what the fuck?" Panting, you scrambled to grab your bags, jumping up from the grass.

There's an unease in the way he eyes you, dark, soulless eyes stare into yours, you're merely prey to him - some toy to fuck.

"Dawhh, don't be like that," he snides, pushing himself off the ground before striding over to you - you're visibly shaken yet he still presses.

He pushes the hilt of his nose to your scent gland between your jaw and neck, it's a heavy feeling - almost like you're being suffocated in a hot room, Naoya is not supposed to be your alpha - not supposed to be anyone's alpha for that matter.

His scent was soaked in huff. Like coal to a fire, completely hard and heavy with anger. Shivering at the thought of being with him, he pushed his nose farther into your neck. God, you felt like you were going to be sick, you felt like you couldn't breathe, like he was holding your head beneath water, waiting for you to succumb to darkness.

"Naoya, please- stop." You tried, pushing against his chest but he only growled in retaliation, pushing the bud of his nose deeper into the gland.

You're struck in a panic when you feel the fang of his canine dip into the soft of your skin, pushing against him furiously. A black flash runs across your vision before Naoya's struck to the ground, white hair now disheveled and mixed with loose strands of grass.

"She said get off of her, man."

Panting, you looked to see Toji standing in front of you protectively, shoulders rising and falling with heavy breaths. He leaves no room to argue, turning around and cupping a large hand over your shoulder as he directs you off the training grounds.

The two of you walk some ways in silence, the rush of traffic and afternoon birds filling the empty space. Toji keeps to himself, hands tucked into the pockets of his black cargo pants and looking down to the ground, occasionally kicking at stray gravel.

It's a cruel realization - the gravity of what almost happened to you hitting you like a train. It's a sick feeling - the confusion between constantly driving for Toji's attention and only receiving it when in the face of a humiliating experience sent your mind spiraling.

"You okay?" Toji speaks so softly you almost cry, cold wind nipping your raw cheeks, tracing over your shoulder.

pulling your lip between your teeth, you nod silently, tears pour over your cheeks and you rush to wipe them away with eh back of your sleeve.

"Hey, hey, hey," Toji's quick to pull you over to a near by planter, sitting down on the cold cement of it's square and letting you stand between his legs. running his hands up and down your arms, he comforts you the best he can. "It's okay, baby, you're okay."

merely nodding, you sniffle, falling into his arms. Toji easily lifts you into his lap, cupping your head into his chest and nuzzling the top of your head and cheeks.

the scent of him is so much more comforting - vanilla and firewood that stems over your perfumed skin, blocking out any other scent besides his own.

"You smell good," you giggle waterly, grabbing the ends of your sleeves and pulling them over your hands as you bundled yourself closer to him.

Toji laughs at that, placing his chin on the top of your head, scanning the surrounding area for anything that might trigger your unstable mind. The wind blows through his hefty locks and pulls at your hoodie, you wish it wasn't the middle of winter.

"You doin' okay, pretty girl?" Toji cranes his neck to look at you, running the back of his knuckles over your cold cheek. Toji almost groans when you whine, your pheromones seeping through his cover he'd basked you in.

You smell of rose water and mint - his mind quickly clouds, a seeping coldness runs up his spine and dresses his thoughts hazily as he's thrown into a lustful fog.

"c'mon, lets get ya home, kid."

The walk to your apartment is traumatizing, you're well aware that your heat's sank into the feed of the air - any surrounding alpha making it their mission to try and mate you.

Toji's quick to show you're not interested, wrapping his coat around your smaller body and cupping you to his side protectively, "Keep your head down," he whispers to you. You can only nod, nuzzling yourself deeper into the fur of his coat.

Once you're home you immediately run to your bedroom, wrapping Toji's coat closer to you- the scent of him is invigorating, you can feel yourself sinking into the cold covers of your bed - your heat seeping through the thin fabric of your leggings.

Whining, your soft thighs rub against one another, slick pooling from your soaked cunt.

Toji can hardly breathe, he feels like he's going insane. the smell of you has his brain going haywire. His vision runs blurry - the colors of your apartment meshing together as he struggled through the hallway to your bedroom.

His mind headed little sympathy for his body, your scent sending blood rushing to his cock. He can hardly fucking think, his skin breaks out in a clammy sweat and his ears ring when you whine for him.

"Toji, please, Toji-" you're crying, sobbing into the cream colored sheets, working your leggings off and furiously rubbing at your swollen clit. You think you might throw up - everything's so blurry and the room's spinning. "Toji-"

"Shhh..." Toji runs a hand down your hot back, rubbing into the muscles of your shoulders gently.

"Toji, please, please," you reach out to him, nails digging into his rough skin. He nearly groans, having half the mind to walk out the door - the other half pulls him closer, urging him to sink his cock into you sopping heat.

"Please..." your voice brings him back, silver eyes blurring and refocusing on your hazed expression.

"Shit, don't-" he squeezes his eyes shut, turning away from you when you moan.

"Please, please Toji - need your knot," you slur, drool pooling over your lips an seeping into the silk pillow covers, "Please, need- need you ta'fill me up," you croone, arching your back as you curl your fingers in your cunt.

"Shit, don't say stuff like that, kid." his voice cracks through grit teeth, a chill runs up his spine when you whimper again.

"Toji," you cry, "need it so bad, please, please, please."

He looks you over, eyes wide with worry before he's standing up and pulling his jeans off, cock pressing against the fabric of his boxers. hissing, he pulls the band of his boxers over his hips, letting his cock spring up.

You nearly drool at the sight - his tip red and swollen, a pearl of precum sits at his slit.

"Please..." you whisper again, spreading your knees across your damp bed sheets.

"I know, I know, shhh..." Toji move behind you gently, pulling the lips of your cunt apart with one hand while the other pulled at the base of his length. you moan at his touch, chills running up and down your legs.

he takes pity on your poor body, running his tip along your folds, "You sure, honey?"

Nearly hysterical, you reach back at him, pawing at his thigh helplessly, "please, need you, please need you" you cry through a broken chant.

"Shhh... okay, okay, pretty girl." Toji's gentle as he runs his hand over the dent of your back, pressing his swollen tip into your heat with a hiss.

Your cunt throbs when he sinks into you, heavy huffs of breath against the shell of your ear as he begins to pound into you.

"Feel so fuckin' good-" his balls slap against your clit, dragging moans up the back of your raw throat. "Gonna breed this tight lil' pussy, gonna fill ya'up."

Shivering beneath him, your arms nearly give out before Toji's catching your trembling body and pulling you up to rest your back against his thick chest.

"T-Toji..." your mind is spiraling, eyes rolling into the back of your head and fat tears bubbling over your lashes.

"Gonna let me breed you, baby?" His his breath hot against the shell of your ear, "Want me to mate you, fill ya' up with my babies?"

Your cunt throbs, thighs trembling and hands grasping at the Toji's thick black hair. "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god," you're chanting, tears welling up again, the veins of his cock dragging against your gummy walls.

"Shhh...shhh," Toji traps you back to his chest again, balls clapping the fat of your ass, "Need words baby, want me to fuck your tight lil' cunt, give you babies, give you a whole fuckin' litter?"

You keen, moaning a sharp "yes!" Before you're being flipped over onto your back, Toji pushing your thighs up over his shoulders, sinking back into the warmth of your cunt.

"Pull your legs back, sweetie," he coaches, "Feel so fuckin' good fr'me."

"Oh... oh!" You squeal, the tip of Toji's cock runs along your g-spot gently, "Toji, please, please want you to fill me up, please."

"I know, I know," Toji pulls you up some, pressing his lips to yours. His thrusts grow sloppy, sweat-slicked skin slides against your own, the sounds are nearly pornographic.

"Gonna cum," Toji grunts, slipping his hands beneath your ass, pressing himself to the hilt inside you. "Ohh fuck, oh fuck." He groans, head nuzzling the side of your jaw.

"Gonna fuckin' breed you."

"Please, please," is all you can manage before he's sinking his teeth into your scent mark, his knot swelling as he fills your cunt with seed.

"Good girl, good fuckin' girl," he coos, lapping at the bleeding bite, "Fuuuuckkkkk."

Whimpering, your nails dig into the skin of his arms, gasping at the swell of his cock. "Mmh-" your breath hitches in your throat.

Toji thrusts weakly a couple times before settling into your hold, cock twitching in your heat. He chuckles at your blissed-out expression, pressing a kiss to your forehead gently. "Pretty girl," he nuzzles your neck.

Toji smut // Trying for a baby

You straddled Toji after an affectionate love making with him, Toji was nothing but meticulous when it came to you, and now he was getting you pregnant, he was even more so.

"You too tired old man?" You were 27, Toji was 35. You grinned cheekily. He gripped your hips and thrusted into you roughly. You gasped, hands falling to Toji's hard muscular torso. His hips jutted upwards easily despite your weight on him. ---- "Please, Toji." You trembled tiredly, your body was exhausted and yet Toji didn't stop rocking his hips into yours. You're on your back in missionary, but your begging for mercy makes Toji press you into a mating press and going even harder. Your mouth opens, no complaints are released as you whine, Toji grins. He slows down to give you some reprieve, at least you think so, until he begins to slowly thrust as deep as he can. ----

After showering and cleaning up, he laughed at the sudden shyness you had around him. "Come here baby," he pulls you in, "You're so cute, I'm just making sure you get pregnant." His hands hold the fat of your stomach, "Our baby is going to be here." He kisses your temple.

aleksa sexualizing alex's head for the people's enjoyment

Just thinking about Sylus giving you attitude when he mimics your words during the event, but he really hates when you flip it back on him... especially when it means you stop begging/talking to him next time you have sex as revenge.

Best believe he's pounding you deep into the mattress as soon as he realized what you're doing, nonstop filth coming out of his mouth as he begs you to forgive him and let him hear you once more as you fight nearly to tears to keep your sounds muffled just to torture him a little longer.

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