i don’t wanna send texts or emails anymore, what happened to mailing letters to each other :<
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CANT STOP THINKING ABOUT INMATE TOJI AND CUTE LITTLE Y/N WHOS SO NAIVE TO BIG BAD TOJI
CW: Slight smut (mentions of his pp🤭)
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thinking about Prison toji who you met when your college has you do a little project in your criminal psychology class. The project was make a penpal get to know them ask why they are in prision, what their lives before was like, do they regret what they did etc. basic questions of course all you had to do was get the most information out of the penpal about their personal lives as you could.
Prison Toji who only signed up for the program because it was part of his latest court order saying he ‘needed more understanding’ so a penpal would give him a friend while they stay safe😭 he ofc hated the idea and thought it was the dumbest shit ever. until he got his first letter, from you (duh).
Prison toji who got mail for the first time and it was a little white envelope with a cute little sticker sealing it. He deadpanned *is my penpal an idiot these letters are for a prison not a daycare* he silently judges examining every detail as he opened the letter. i read the letter taking in every little personal detail you shared with him, your cute little name, how you loved your cat, how you’re new to the city only just moving for school, of course the boring questions for him as well. But at the very end of the letter he noticed an extra little note.
Ps. i left a few photos of myself along with some of my cat! i think it’s only fair since i got to see your photo on the website
Prison toji who grabs the envelope he previously had thrown to the side and pulls out 3 polaroids. One of you and probably your cat you’re dragging it into the photo with a big grin on your face. the second is a photo of your face a soft smile on your lips meant for whoever took the photo but Toji couldn’t help but wonder if that little smile was for him. Until he pulls out the third photo it’s a full view of you, you’re out in the city dressed all out, and Toji couldn’t help but know you chose that photo just for him.
Prison Toji who can’t wait to finally get some alone time so he can truly appreciate your pretty photos. And immediately goes to write you back answering all your cute little questions. Telling you where he lived before, how he ended up there, telling you what he did for work before (Surprise he sold drugs😍), telling you what he does to occupy his time here (he works out he just wanted an excuse to tell you how strong he is), and he asks you some questions.
Prison Toji who has been relentlessly flirting with since you started writing to him, asking if you had a boyfriend, how your school was going, why you moved to the city, how a cute lil thing like you is still single. You had been writing each other for a few weeks now which is a lot less than you think when you know how long mail takes. But your letters to each other are long. answering every little thing each other asks, learning about one another more and more. You had really connected so you finally ask him the big question he read the words as clear as day.
~Do you think i could come pay you a visit? ~
Prison Toji who had to immediately write back answering the most important question first.
~ And doll, you can come visit me anytime id love to finally meet you and see your pretty face in person~
he wanted to be nonchalant.
Prison Toji who was sitting in bed looking at your photos when he was called
“Zenin, you’ve got a visitor. away from the door.”
Prison Toji silently followed standing on the other side of the cell while the guard came in to handcuff him and bring him to the visiting area. Once he was in the room his cuffs connecting him to the table he waited. until he heard the door open again. He felt his cock twitch in his pants as he saw the guard guide you in. You were wide eyed taking in the new environment until they landed on him.
Prison Toji was large, you knew he was tall and muscular thanks to his letters and photo but nothing could have prepared you for the real deal. Eyes widening even more when you fully take him in. seated At the grey metal table his hands on the table as the guard had told him to. his hair poking at his eyes which were staring drinking you in. his lip in a smirk helping you notice the scar on it which you couldn’t really see from the grainy prison photos. His shirt stretched against his muscles showing off a few tattoos hidden along his skin. the view making you squeeze your thighs together to release some of the pressure building.
Prison Toji who took in as much of you as he could as he watched you shuffle into your seat across from him, enjoying how you squirmed slightly within his gaze, his smirk growing into an almost full smile.
“hey doll it’s good to finally meet you.”
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i would love to have more penpals. preferably 18 or older (not preferable on this one but required), wanting deep connections, knick knacks, poetry, philosophic thoughts, dark academia love, book talk, diary entries, tea bags, feathers, crazy stories - you know, that sort of stuff. reach out to me, maybe it’s meant to be.
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"I remember a time when everyone
I loved hated me
because I hated them. So what,
so what, so fucking what.
I remember a time when belly
buttons were knee high
When only shitting was dirty
and everything else clean
and beautiful.
I can't remember anything
without a sadness
so deep that it hardly
becomes known to me.
so deep that its tears
leave me a spectator
of my own STUPIDITY
And so I go rambling
on with a hey nonny
nonny no.
How long can one go on writing and writing like you. I now don't really know who I'm writing to or why its quiet [sic] peculiar. I usually write like this and forget about it, but if I post it it's like a little part of my almost secret self in the hands of someone miles away who will wonder what the hell is going on or just pass it off as toilet paper. Anyway I don't care really what happens because when I think about it, its so bloody unimportant – but what is important, who has the right to say that this letter is not important and Jesus is a something anyway – in any way – anyway – Yeah! I wonder what it would be like to be a cretin or something. I bet its great. Er how are you keeping, Stuart old chap. Are you OK – is life good – bad, shite, great – wonderful as it was or is it just a thousand years of nothing, and coalmen on and on and on.
I think this is it
Goodbye Stu don't write out of – er, what's it? Well, not because you think you ought to. Write when you feel like.
So goodbye (from John. You know, the one with glasses)
ANYWAY
BYE BYE
See you soon.
I don't know why I said that."
– An unsent letter from John Lennon for Stuart Sutcliffe (1961)
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hi i’m kasper i’m 14 and i need friends rlly bad,
here r some basic requirements
• don’t shit on me too hard
• respond to me
•don’t be too homophobic/racist (if u r i don’t rlly wanna hear abt it)
that’s it
here’s some stuff about me
• any pronouns that aren’t she her
•my favorite animal is jellyfish
• favorite color is orange
•i will share my entire life story w u and i’m a yapper
• i rlly like attention
• i will fall in love with you
plz be my pal i haven’t talked to anybody in two weeks
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Random idea, but who wants to be craft pen pals with me?
I like to make things for people and need more friends!
Things I enjoy making and would be willing to include in the crafting pen pal bundle:
Teas/herbal mixes customized for people's needs (ie lavender, oregano, rosemary, cinnamon, etc for pain and stuff like that but customized for personal tastes)
Perler bead art
Bookmarks
Stickers
Coloring pages
Halloween erasers
Various themes include: music, goth vibes, weed, Halloween, cryptids, aliens, flowers, sarcasm, pizza, dinosaurs, llamas, succulents, axolotls, fall vibes, food, chronic illness/chronic pain and various quotes/memes derived from my struggles with being disabled, depression, black/dark humor, cats, psychedelic vibes, fuzzy blankets/stuffed animals, and whatever else my little brain desires that day. But I can also customize for that person.
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