This is how Japan advertises their main event for their All Together show, I think western companies should adapt this mentality. (Also I just want the War Dogs to drop a photoshoot like this)
I CANNOT BELIEVE THAT IS THE ACTUAL OFFICIAL PROMO PHOTO FOR ALL TOGETHER. Has Gabe shit on it yet? I mean, he has to, right? Making fun of Kiyomiya is one of his favorite activities (and I love that for him).
But can you imagine War Dogs doing a shoot like that? Clark would be ALL OVER it, he already thinks he's a model/movie star. I want a whole photobook of it, take my money 💰
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SPARE CHANGE?
a/n: 0.9k words of me making fun of toji. a terrible crack fic i dont even know whether this is funny or not but ofc this is gifted to @kazushawty after making fun of her for changing her themes sm. briefly based off this fking ask from anon, i added that same charity box LMFAO / badly written p -> v sex, no foreplay, man idek whether you guys want warnings 😭😭
“baby, did you manage to get the—” karma turns at the creak of the door, but stops abruptly upon seeing toji enter through the door, which wasn’t exactly a proper door, more made of cardboard because he had punched through it once. the writer would’ve replaced it, but toji was always out killing sorcerers, and that made it difficult to go shopping for a door where they could be seen and identified everywhere. plus, karma was susceptible to complaints by toji at times for picking a door too expensive.
“why do you look like that…” toji’s hair was all over the place, shirt crumpled and chest heaving from probably running over.
“got us some change.” he grinned, showing karma the charity box he forcibly yanked from the counter. it was hilarious in retrospect, seeing such a big burly man attempt to order some mcdonald’s for him and his girl, but got distracted by the spare change in the charity box that’s installed to the counter. it was no problem for him, since he had already scared everyone with that big ass worm on his shoulders, and with one clean sweep of his sword he was able to dislodge it. his stupid face was sure to get plastered in posters all over the store now.
“are you serious, toji?” karma crossed her arms, clearly displeased, and yet the dishevelled state toji was in reminded her of the many nights he had her under him, panting and out of breath as both him and the worm stared down at her—
“what? a little theft doesn’t hurt anyone, doll.”
“that’s charity money, baby!” she says one thing and yet something else is tugging at her, the tight shirt on her boyfriend to the clench of his muscles and the thighs through the occasional shorts that toji wore; everything about toji was attractive that it send her pussy fluttering, prompting her to walk up to her. the other almost thinks he’s going to get another lecture but all he can feel is her hand throwing the box to the side, a hand tangled in his sweaty hair and she yanks him down to plant a sloppy kiss on her man’s lips.
it wasn’t difficult, then, for toji to take over, one hand on her waist, walking her backwards into their bedroom. the mattress was nearing its end, peeling at the sides while the springs start to show, but karma didn’t care, letting the other take over easily as he removes her shirt along with her underwear, the desires getting too much. the bedframe below them creaked just a little, sending panic through her, but toji waves it off with a hand.
“i’ll fuck you until this shitty bed breaks.” he laughs, spreading karma’s legs easily, with her already wet, it’s easy to slip in.
“YOU were the one who chose this, you broke bitch!” karma licks her lips despite her outburst, at the way toji fishes out his member, and while crude names were the norm, toji knew they held no malice.
“yeah, this broke bitch—” the other strokes his dick, already prepared to slam into karma, but there’s a faint echo of police sirens in the background, “is forever and ever, karma’s.”
“yeah, but not for long if you get arrested! hurry and fuck me already—”
“bet.” as with the many times they’ve fucked, she hardly needs any prep, feeling toji’s large horse cock enter her and soon toji sets a pace, getting his girl moaning while he rocks into her with the pace of an old man. all that running has got his hip feeling a little wonky.
“oh yeah!! right there tojiiiiii!”
“yeah, take it like the bitch you are—”
“hello? how dare you call a woman a bitch?” karma gives him the finger, but knows it’s a slip of his tongue, either way she knows toji tries his best. she flips the both of them over and taking the lead cause he was just too goddamn slow, like a fucking snail, he is.
“heh, apologies, baby. old habits die hard, just like stealing.”
karma speaks in between moans, “yeah, after this i’m returning that charity box.” she reaches her high fast, toji’s shaft reaching deep easily before she climaxes, hips still rocking atop him but she stills when she hears that the sirens are closer with each breath she takes and doesn’t let toji cum, pulling him by his dick to pester him to change quickly.
“let’s get out of here, toji, c’mon.”
“thought you said you were gonna return it?” toji grins, slapping karma on the ass before getting changed. he almost falls over trying to get the other foot into his underwear. “also i didn’t even cum yet!”
“shut up, i’ll suck you off in the car. but either way, whatever my boyfriend does i’ll support him,” karma reaches forward to plant a kiss on him, but not before they both hear the wood cave in behind them, the once bedframe left in a heap on the floor as dust flew everywhere.
toji and karma simply exchanged laughs, running out to their cardboard toji built by hand to evade the police easily, although they had to create a new one because toji had came too much and also his worm vomited all over the cardboard and melted through it unfortunately. ah, well.
(they both forgot to take the charity box of change)
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