I feel like loser boyfriend toji would be so cute. like him following you around everywhere like on campus or at parties and like a lost puppy. he’d definitely try and act tough in front of his friends in public but when it was the two of you, that act would drop so quickly. he’d rest his head on your shoulder and hold you tight as a warning for others but also a form of comfort for himself. when you guys have a stay-at-home day, he’d definitely be all over you all day. if you were cooking or cleaning or anything mundane, his hands would be all over you. your arms, your waist, your ass, anything that was on you, he was on it. and anytime you’d try to pry him off so you could be productive, you’d always fail since he’s basically a brick wall of muscle. unfortunately, he’s a puppy trapped in a hot body and you love it.

i lied i had no motivation to right anything last night BUTTTT i do have a yummy idea cooking up so pls

After a hard day of work, all Toji yearned for was to be in the comfort of his home with you, his wife. From the moment he stepped out of the house, he was already counting down the minutes until he could be in your embrace. When he’s supposed to be working, he’s thinking about your soft skin that he wishes he could touch, the scent of your shampoo that never fails to make him dizzy, and the sound of your voice that could lull him to sleep instantly. You are his motivation to finish the day strong, so he can rush back to you. So when the work day is finally over (he’s always to first one out) and he finally makes it home, the first thing that hits him is your scent. Sweet comfort floods his senses, and a weight is lifted off his shoulders. He kicks off his boots and walks to your shared bedroom to see you waiting for him like clockwork. All toji can do is sigh lovingly and pull you flush against him while peppering your face with feather-like kisses, soft giggles filling the peaceful silence that envelopes the two of you. 

Toji hated the mall. Loud noises, untrained kids, and stomach-turning fast food made him want to drive right back to the comfort of his home. But, there was one thing that made these trips tolerable, seeing you try on clothes. He would sit outside the dressing room, eagerly waiting for the next outfit. You would come out, always giving him a twirl that made his signature smirk tug at his lips. He would be quick to grab out for you, hands roaming your hips and waist like a starved man. Showering you with compliments, your cheeks would flush and you would swat his large hands away from you. Every time you came out, he would feel you up, making Toji more keen to get home. Once you were satisfied with your picks and the clothes were paid for, he would practically drag you home so he could get a closer look at everything you bought, and what was underneath.

literally woke up to someone’s work i admire liking my post FOR THE SECOND TIME. i’m about to blow

Late night drives were one of the many things Sukuna loved to do with you. Before he met you, he would always take one day out of the week to roam the city after hours. He enjoyed being able to experience something new on every trip and when you came crashing into his life, he could do them with you. Him driving around while the playlist he swore he hated(he loves it) played softly in the background gave him a sense of peace. You would ramble about your day and the things you did while he comfortably rested his heavy hand on your thigh, grunting every so often to keep you engaged. Every time you two drove together, Sukuna made it a mission to show you something new every time. Whether it’s a food truck he used to frequent or a secluded park with the best view, he wanted to show you all the things he enjoyed. Making new memories with you was all he could ask for and he would cherish them for eternity.

toji loved taking naps. It was probably his favorite thing to do, you obviously being the first. The thought of coming home after a long day of work to his warm bed gave him the energy to finish the day. However, to fully enjoy his nap time, you had to be there with him. So every time he felt his eyes getting droopy, he would tug your (his) shirt and haul you off to the bedroom for a nap. Even when you were wide awake you would accept your fate so you cuddle up with him while he rested. With the way he lightly scratches your back or whispers sweet words into your ear, sleep washes over you in bliss.

everytime i gain a follower it’s like i gain a new friend

nanamis favorite day of the week is sunday because that’s the day he exclusively has you to himself. The both of you have busy schedules, waking up early and coming home late. You two aren’t able to enjoy each other to the fullest. That’s why on his calendar, he has sunday circled for every week. that’s his weekly motivation, having you all to himself. so when sunday comes around, he relishes in being able to bury his face in your hair, basking in the scent of your shampoo that he loves so much. he’s able to hold you plush against him, holding your waist while he draws shapes comfortably on your stomach while you sleep peacefully. and his favorite, being able to see you awake from slumber, crusty eyes, and plush lips, he engraves the sight in his head and yearns for it. Being able to experience this every sunday makes whatever the week throws at him worth it, just so he can see the love of his life.