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togamest · 15 days

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Hi friend♡ if you’re accepting requests~ would you mind if I askeddd for more Hiragi? Anything, perhaps a little nsfw since I don’t see a lot of that (VERY sadly). Maybe reader gets a little too close to his neck and gets drawn into the smell of his cologne and…[redacted]

I love him so dearly and feel he needs more recognition </3

Thank you thank you thank you!!!~

-> the scent of a king | 1,193 words. gn!reader, penetrative sex, creampie, fingering, hiragi calls reader “baby, darlin’, good girl”.

author’s notes: i am obsessed with this GIF HAHA! love a man with a good cologne smell, goddamn. kind of inspired by my partner getting this specific old spice body wash and deodorant so it was over for me before it even started...god, i can't imagine how good hiragi smells. he's definitely that guy who picks out scents he knows you like the most. thanks for stopping by! <3

Sniff. Sniff.

You turn your nose up into the air, eyes sliding shut at the scent that’s perforating your senses. It’s warm and musky, and makes your thighs press together as you stifle a moan. You’d always been into people who smell good, but Hiragi was a totally different story.

That man had one of the best colognes you’d ever smelled.

It was nothing special, either; you knew it was one of the cheap bottles from the corner store, something that wouldn’t break the bank but would still make him feel good about himself. He never put too much on, either; it was always just a whisper of musk and pine, but it was enough for you to pick up on it every time.

There’s a movement next to you on the couch, and your eyes snap open, yelping and jumping slightly away as Hiragi sits down next to you, a grin tugging at his lips. His hair is wet, which means he just got out of the shower; so not only is his cologne apparent in the air, but his body wash is as well. It’s a delicious mix of scents that has you needing to catch your breath.

“Do I smell good or somethin’?” he teases, and you can feel the red blush creeping up your face. “N-No!” you stammer out, tugging at the edges of your skirt and looking pointedly away from him, “no, I just…smelled something nice. That’s all.”

You expect him to drop it. He normally does.

This time, however, the atmosphere has changed.

His hand moves to your thigh, and his breath fans against your ear. His scent is even stronger this close, and you can’t help but let a whimper escape you as he murmurs against you.

“You seem bothered by it. Need me to help ya, darlin’?”

As he whispers into your ear, you feel his hand moving up. Despite your feeble efforts to stop its trail, his fingers dip under the flesh of your skirt. His chest rumbles against your shoulder as his fingers reach your panties, feeling the wetness already forming. “My, my, wet already? All I gotta do is smell good? You’re so low-maintenance.” There’s a sweet teasing lilt to his voice that only makes you want him more, and you can’t answer with words, only a moan and a shudder.

His other hand reaches around you and pulls you into his lap, his fingers tearing your underwear to the side so easily that they may as well have never been there at all. He’s slow, drifting through your folds, spreading your essence across your lips and up to your nub, which forces you to jolt against his hand.

You bury your face in his neck. The scent is overpowering, taking over your senses. You can feel your sanity slipping away, melting in his grip like an ice cream cone in the middle of summer. All you can do is moan pitifully and drink him in, his big hand spread against your back and his other hand busy beneath you.

“That’s it, baby,” you hear him whisper as his fingers circle your center, your tight hole spasming against him, “let me in. I know you want to.”

You do. You always do, muffling a cry as his fingers slide inside, so easily that you hear a groan rumble in his chest. “Fuck, you’re so wet,” he gets out, and you can feel the hard-on in his pants growing against you, poking your thigh. You unconsciously grind down against him, drunk on his scent. It’s making you feel things, making you want him and everything that comes with it. You need him bad, so badly that your hips desperately rock against his fingers. He doesn’t even need to move them; you’re doing all the work.

You look down at him, and he looks up at you. The moment your gazes meet, the string inside you snaps. You didn’t even realize you were so close until you feel your walls spasming, Hiragi’s hand moving to rest behind your neck, fingers wrapping around the back of your throat, keeping you somewhat still over his clothed cock.

“Such a good girl f’me,” he says, his voice tight from arousal, the rasp raking across your eardrums, “such a good, good girl. You’re so fucking sexy, God.”

You don’t want it to stop. You can’t have it stop, you’d rather have him inside of you all day, cock-warming him as you drink him in, only having to think about him and only him.

He maneuvers you so easily onto the couch, his pants dropping and his heavy cock slapping against his stomach. He bends over you, sliding in so easily, not letting you have a come-down whatsoever as he slams into you. “Fuck, sorry, baby,” he says, not sorry at all, “had to get in there. Had to feel how wet you are f’me.”

You’re reduced to babbles and moans as his hips slam into you, his chest pressed against your own as you push your face into his neck again. His scent, his scent, it permeates your brain once again, slamming against you with every thrust, and you wail, feeling yourself cum again around him. Smells s’good, you drunkenly think to yourself, s’good…would do anything for this…

Your nails dig into his back; there will be marks there tomorrow, marks that the boys might tease him about. But you know he won’t care — he’ll be busy thinking about how cock-drunk you probably look underneath him, eyes wet and misty-eyed, lips open to allow the full extent of your noises to fill the room around the both of you.

His scent gets stronger with every moment; the smell of tangy sweat joins the fray, and you can feel him twitching inside of you. His breath, labored, brushes against your ear as his hips begin to stutter. So, you take this moment to claim a deep breath, before whispering in his ear.

“Cum for me, Hiragi.”

He does, with a groan, and you can feel the ropes of cum filling you up, your belly swelling from the amount. It feels delicious, the smells all intertwining together to cause yet another orgasm to slam into you as well, your walls squeezing around him, milking him for all he’s worth as you cry out.

His voice is shaky as he breathes into your ear. “Fuck, yes, fuck, cum with me, baby,” he manages to get out as his hips fuck you both through your orgasms together. It’s like he’ll never stop. You don’t want him to. Why would you?

However, he does, eventually getting so tired that he collapses on top of you, his arms no longer capable of holding himself up. He’s spent as he presses lazy kisses to your collarbone, and you simply lay there, basking in the afterglow. A hand reaches into his hair, nails scratching against his scalp, and a pleasant hum rumbles in his chest.

“So all I gotta do is smell good to get ya goin’? Do I need to take ya cologne shoppin’ with me?” he teases?

You swat him weakly. “S-Shut up.”

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togament · 10 hours

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More windbreaker threats you say? Maybe I… introduce u to my favorite tall glass of water; Hiragi Toma?—- I’m sorry u know he’s all I cry about but listEN!!

The way he walks around searching for the shirt you’ve just hidden, so you can admire his solid torso, and distinct V line… the way his necklace shifts back and forth in your face when he’s pushing your legs up to your chest, pounding into you just the way you asked for… the way he can’t help but leave clear bite marks along your nape and thighs … all while by the end of the day, cradling you and telling you how cute you are… <3333 I’m struck DUMB for this man HELP

i… am having thoughts of busy hiragi, only having him you yourself for such a short period of time twice or thrice a week. he hasn’t touched you in weekssss — but not until you can finally get him alone.

NSFW, +18 stuff under the cut. MDNI.

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hiragi’s a busy (and stressed) man. he’s got way more on his plate than you could imagine, being a guardian to ume (who supplies most of the stress for hiragi personally on a silver platter), looking over the bofurin boys, being ume’s ‘spy’ for kotoha just in case she gets hurt and you, his beloved, beloved partner.

you who could absolutely, noooo, never, want to stress him out further. you who he has caught practically drooling when he rolls up his sleeves to do something. you who has always helped him with the bofurin boys, wanting him to take a load off. you who have constantly been riling him up when you’re alone for just a couple of minutes, only to walk away like nothing happened when someone’s nearby.

you who definitely didn’t hide his shirt when he’s changing out of his sweat and paint soaked ones, gawking at how his muscles flex and unflex as he’s practically turning the empty classroom inside out.

fuck. you think he looks better in the moonlight.

you who definitely didn’t ask ume in advance if you could have hiragi for the evening just in case they had meetings. you who convinced ume so easily. little does he know what you have in store for his best friend.

now you’re folded over on one of the school desks, ankles dangling by your ears. the incessant and rhythmic screeching and thumping of the chairs echo through the empty highschool. hiragi’s silver necklace glistens in the moonlight while he’s fucking you senselessly, brows knitted and hands steady on the table below you. god it’s like he wants to break you.

“h-harder!!! fuck, hiragi-! y-you’re too fucking good-“, the words eke out of you pathetically, already fucked out of your mind and cockdrunk. the wet squelching of your cunt grows sloppier the harder he folds you. his girth stretching you out in unimaginable ways.

“i knew it,” he says sharply, accompanying each syllable with a harsh thrust into you. oh he’s pissed. “i know you hid my shirt-“, he grins, reaching between your bodies to rub at your clit. you tighten around him, practically squealing his name. you didn’t hide it well enough. the shirt’s clearly peeking from your bag right next to his.

oh. oh fuck.

you know he can see right through your plan.

“that desperate to get me alone? huh? you missed this cock filling you up?”, he practically grows but then he stops rubbing before immediately kneeling between your legs but not before adding onto the bitemarks he’s already left minutes ago into your session. your inner thighs are practically riddled with his teeth marks. “well too fuckin’ bad.”

he starts eating you out, licking a wide strip up your lips then flicking at your clit rapidly, earning a yelp and a tight grip on his hair. you come over and over on his tongue, quivering as your juices flow down your cunt and onto the wooden desk.

standing straight up once more, he enters you slowly but not without tapping his tip on your clit first, hissing at the tight sensation before thrusting harshly once, twice, thrice and pop! he pulls out, feverishly stroking his cock. his cum drips down his fist, and squirts on his tight, glistening abs and chest.

tired, sweaty and heaving heavily, he guides you to sit up, pressing gentle kisses to your cheek and lips. he grabs a wet wipe from his bag and cleans you up first then cleans himself up last with a new towelette.

minutes after, you’re both all dressed up and proper, leaving the school campus and into the night. save for a couple of his bitemarks slightly peeking over your collar, you look pretty decent. as you’re walking to the train station, you stagger a little but hiragi and holds you against his side, a steady hand on your waist. after him being all up in your guts, how could you even walk straight?

“sorry about your shirt,” you mumble, leaning into him as you walk. he only lets our a breathy chuckle before shaking his head. he pops a couple gaskuns, chewing them before he answers.

“i should keep a leash on you,” he mutters into your scalp, pressing a kiss on the crown of your head. “god you’re like a puppy,” he playfully groans, pulling away while his fingers drum at your side.

“Am I the cutest puppy though?” you bat your eyes playfully at him. ah… he knows you mean it in jest. he only smiles down at you, leaning in closely with his lips barely grazing yours.

“the absolute cutest.”

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a/n: whew that was… Something. lmao this was supposed to be a short drabble, i swear. hiragi hard fucker, sweet sweet lover agenda go UP. i know for a fact he’s a BEAST at aftercare. it comes so naturally to him like HI? forehead kisses and cuddles? grabby hands.

i rly hope u like this bb @witch--btch 🙇‍♀️✨

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penny-for-thots · 4 hours

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edging the windbre boys ; not requested :]

[!] ON THE EDGE.

ⓘ BRINGING THEM TO THE EDGE JUST TO STOP?! gn!reader — smut. includes. sakura, suo, nirei, kaji, umemiya, hiragi, togame, + choji. blow/hand job, ribbons, cock ring, teasing, whining, + edging. aged up 18+ ; now that im writing this, im thinking abt a dry cumming ver...sorry, ive been writing a lot of smut but its the week before my period. im is ovulating, so um...take this <3

"I CAN'T TAKE IT, PLEASE!!" or, SCREAMING FOR MERCY. he's whining, begging, repeating your name and a phrase over and over and over again. his breath is stuttering and a couple of tears may fall down his face. like- he's legit going to pass out soon from the edging.

SAKURA is shaking. in all honesty, he can go in both this category and the 'JUST ... A MESS.' category, however, what sets him in this one is his begging. he's sobbing, a blushing mess, pleading with you like he'll fucking die if he doesn't get to cum. like, "pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease," is leaving his lips. his legs, his whole body is shaking at this point and he's begging to cum. like- to the point of babbling he's begging to cum, telling you how good it feels, and mumbling to himself that he can't last any longer. GOD FORBID, you put a cock ring on him? girl- he's gone.

CONT. at a certain point, because he's no pitiful, you decide to take mercy. you're tongue licking a long stripe up his length, hand pumping him earnestly. your tongue circles around the head and he cums, hard. like- a big ass load is dumped into your as he's hunched over and twitching from the relief he got.

"OOH, YOU'RE GONNA GET IT." or, HE'S ACTIVELY SEEKING REVENGE. this man isn't as much of a mess, in fact, he's doing everything in his power to contain his moans and such. he's trying to be somewhat tough and maintain his composure but he's grunting about paying you back. his hands are definitely tied behind his back, though that doesn't stop him from trying to get out of it.

TOGAME is seething. like- he loves it but he cannot wait to have you over his lap, fingering you and stopping until you get the feeling he's getting right now. he's breathing rough, "ooh, baby. im gonna get you back," he hisses, "i—ngh-oh—fucking promise." his arms might be tied, but he's trying to hard to hump your mouth, seeking any release that could push him over the edge. you'd have put a cock ring on him to get him to stop (hear me out though, a cock cage on togame?). regardless, he's grunting, his abs flexing and relaxing, thighs tensing and shaking, and his toes curled as he swears up and down he'll get you back.

SUO is breathing heavy. he's purposefully trying not to say something, so nothing you can tease him with slips out. unfortunately for him, a grunt that transforms into a whimper has your lips coming off of his cock with a pop! he looks down to see a cocky expression on your face. he huffs with a chuckle, "ooh, mm—damn—when we're done me and you are gonna have a- ngh- very long talk." suo bites his lip to prevent his whimpers from slipping, though he doesn't help himself by watching what you're doing. tying that pretty bright pink ribbon at the base of his cock, he's not against it. he has no problem with "feminine" things, but did you really have to tie it that tight? "hayato! you're staining my ribbon!" suo has to fight himself not to say something, he only chuckles, a hiss leaving his lips. oh, you are so going to get it.

KAJI is literally about to fight you. no bull. of course, being the person he is, he isn't allowed to use his hands. though he wants to, he can't shove your face full of his cock. his tongue swirls around his lollipop in a futile attempt to distract him from the warmth of your hand around him. "damn it! i am—fu-ucking—get- getting you back for this!" his his hips lift urgently off of the bed you've got him tied to. his legs are shaking; dazed and low-lidded eyes staring down at you as is orgasm builds, only to fall off at the last second. he nearly growls, swearing he'll get you back (in his head).

CONT. he isn't geting relief (none of them). he's normally a man with a lot of confidence, and yet, he's fucking trembling because he can't cum? i mean sure, he's out to get you later, but it's completely worth it to watch his eyes roll back into his skull, his hips practically convulsing, and thick ropes of cum shoot from his tip and stain his stomach. plus, the breathy "fuck" nearly has you doing the same.

MR. CAN'T SPEAK, or HE'S REALLY FOCUSED. the man is nearly silent. he either doesn't want to make a noise, or he's like- breathless. he may be huffing, eyebrows furrowed so deeply he'll cause permanent wrinkles. he's looking down at you, but he's more so focusing on not losing his shit because he can't cum. like- "fuckfuckfuck ... " is going through his head while he fights internal demons, and you. how dare you look at him with those pretty eyes?!

HIRAGI strikes me as a quiet man in bed, especially when something like this is happening. his core is tense; his face is tense. eyebrows knitted, eyes screwed shut, jaw clenched, and thighs flexed. he tries so hard not to—to which he fails—though at some point, he genuinely can't. he's moaned and groaned, even whimpered, and now a sound can't come out of his mouth. he's so close to losing it he's lost his voice to beg or whine. "damn—" he croaks, body trembling.

CONT. hes another one where your mercy is his salvation. he just looks so cute- why would make him suffer more? its not until he's allowed to cum does his let out a string of pretty noises, sweat dripping down his forehead and body shaking.

JUST ... A MESS, or SELF EXPLANITORY. he's losing his fucking shit. this man is damn near wailing because he can't cum. he can't get the release he wants and he's losing his shit. fat globs of tears spill down his cheeks, there may even be snot. he's barely coherent, babbling pleads and jumbled strings of words to get you to let him cum.

NIREI is the one literally about to die from being denied. honestly, the display has you wanting to stop. he's sobbing, his voiced cracked, snot dripping from his nose, and body shaking like a leaf. he barely tell you "sorry," or "please," let alone fully beg. his words are mindless babble, strings of saliva falling from his lips, a web of them shown in his mouth. he keens and whines, "puh- plea- plea-ease!" when i say he's vibrating in his spot, i mean it. hes is NAWT the type of person to be able to handle this type of sexual activity (you can't overstim him either).

CHOJI is ... something. i see choji as someone who isn't too interested in sex, though when it happens he's sooo sensitive. and ridiculously whiny. like- the man will not shut up. he's whining your name, pleading, whispering to himself, cursing—anything. at some point tears start to form and he gets shocked at the waves of pleasure that appear and disappear. he almost gets mad until your tongue starts to work him. his eyes get low-lidded and his body relaxes, it feels to him as if a wave is inches from sweeping him away, and then you stop. and then he sobs. and then he gets mad. then you get back at it. cycle repeats. "i- urgh! can't- can't—awh!" he's legit a fucked up mess, whining and crying like a girl, convulsing and breathing heavy as hell.

CONT. you have to let him at this point, he's not surviving a minute longer. his cock is raw and stiff from your strokes; at one moment, you thought he had accidentally came because of how much pre-cum seeped from the tip. he almost passed out once he cums, that's how much he needed it.

IT DEPENDS or THE OUTLIER WHO'S MULTIPLE. he can range from sobbing and crying for you, to telling himself not to cum, to being a complete and utter mess. it genuinely depends on how he feels that day, what happened. is he letting lose? is he still up tight? does he need to blow off some steam? it really depends on his mental state. he could go from

UMEMIYA grunts. his breaths are shaky, chest stuttering. he's laughing at both you and himself, he's certainly having fun with the moment. though, his body is being a little fickle. one second he's too hot, he's about to burn up, then the next its calm, though there's that painful pleasure in his groin from being denied. he laughs, "it looks good on me, it's—fuck—like y'r openin' a- pre-present." he looks down at the bow you've tied around his cock. of course, he asked for it. it looks better than he thought. he lets out a shaky breath, core tensing as he tries to keep his noises inside. though, to no avail, as he's a naturally loud person. his grunting and groaning fills the room, tears brimming at his eyes, and saliva pooling on his bottom lip. he bites his lip, chuckling, "fuck—y'r making me lose it!" he moans, "ooh, im gettin' you back."

CONT. he broke from his restraints, a stupid mess and all and forced your mouth to stay lodged on him until he finished shooting ropes down your throat. he watches in amusement as you cough, looking down at the mess he's been made of. he 100% got you back seconds later.

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togamest · 1 month

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WIND BREAKER ->

#main fandom tag

jo togame

hayato suou

purr-fect piracy 5350 words | fic | #angst #smut #hybrids

hiragi toma

the scent of a king 1,193 words | request | #smut

sakura haruka

hush now baby, don’t you cry 1,565 words | request | #hurtcomfort #fluff #sfw

headcanons

[part i] how they cuddle with you. 593 words | headcanons | #fluff feat. togame jou, hayato suou, umemiya hajime, haruka sakura [part i] how the furin boys kiss. 616 words | headcanons | #fluff feat. haruka sakura, hajime umemiya, hayato suou, toma hiragi holding your hand gone wrong 1,021 words | headcanons | #fluff feat. haruka sakura, hajime umemiya, hayato suou, toma hiragi, togame jo just one look, yeah? 549 words | headcanons | #nsfw feat. haruka sakura, akihiko nirei, kyotaro sugishita, toma hiragi, hajime umemiya, togame jo, choji tomiyama, hayato suou [part i] male!reader headcanons 964 words | headcanons | #hurt/comfort #fluff #nsfw feat. togame jo, hayato suou

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togamest · 1 month

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request rules:

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currently, i write for both SFW and NSFW. as always, minors are not welcome to request or interact on this blog.

i write for many reader types. i am most comfortable with afab!reader/fem!reader as that is the gender i'm most comfortable with (i am afab), but i am also comfortable writing for gender neutral!reader as well. i'm not super confident with male!reader, but don't let that dissuade you — i just don't have a lot of experience writing male!reader, but i'm happy to fulfill requests for it due to the lack of male!reader writers! no reader type is off-limits unless the reader is meant to be a minor.

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those i write for:

attack on titan: jean kirstein, reiner braun, connie springer. reiner braun x jean kirstein.

bleach: shunsui kyoraku, urahara kisuke, ukitake joshiro

jujutsu kaisen: nanami kento, gojo satoru, geto suguru, yuki tsukumo, choso kamo, shoko ieri. yuki x shoko, gojo x geto.

tokyo revengers: hanma shuji, keizo "benkei" arashi, kakucho, kisaki tetta. hanma shuji x kisaki tetta.

wind breaker: togame jo, hayato suou, umemiya hajime, haruka sakura, hiragi toma.

note: i do age up all characters!

subjects i don't write for:

noncon, r4pe, inc3st/st3pcest, scat, vore, necrophilia, zoophilia, b3astiality, abusive relationships, character death (either reader or character), p3dophilia, cheating, eating disorders, su1cide + su1cidal ideation, pregnancy (includes pregnancy kink, lactation kink, mentions of babies)

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on the concept of reader types i try to strike the middle ground of gender neutrality with most of my characters barring any smut (i am comfortable writing afab and amab smut, although i'm much more confident writing afab smut as i am afab).

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