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gojosoath · 9 months

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the world underneath your skin — toji fic

pairing: toji fushiguro x fem!reader (uses she/her pronouns)

tags: romance x ANGST x like a SHIT TON OF ANGST x AU (no sorcerer stuff in this au) x action x smut x sub!toji x handjob! x light bondage w/cuffs x whiny!toji

warnings: alcoholism x self harm (Y/N self harms, i do NOT mean this in any way implying that the reader (you) do this. and that if you have struggled/or are struggling with self harm, this is a major trigger warning. as someone who personally has struggled with self harm, i know how sensitive the topic is) x death (only characters' death from manga is toji's wife and megumi)

summary: After spending most of his life as an underground hitman for desperate means to support himself financially — Toji Fushiguro gets recruited to work as an assassin for the government due to his his mastered skills. Through his new occupation, Toji struggles with muscle pains and is recommended to see a massage therapist. Toji meets Y/N, who becomes Toji’s massage therapist, and the two realize they both have toxic addictions they hide from daylight; Toji’s alcoholism and Y/N’s self-harm. Along the way, Toji and Y/N can’t seem to stay away from each other despite the darkness that threatens to keep them apart.

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a/n: sorry for how long it's taken me to update. i have a thing for seeing strong men on their knees, whimpering and begging. can't help it.

WARNINGS FOR THIS CHAPTER: alcohol usage

Part 6: Bad Boy (wc: 5.2k)

Your ass is sore and red from the punishment you received from Toji. Whenever you were getting dressed or going into the shower, you’d turn around to view the pink hand imprints on the fat of your ass. Your cheeks would match the color of your ass at the remembrance of being splayed over Toji’s lap as his large, calloused hands spanking you. You got into the habit of before work masturbating to the memories of Toji being ball deep inside you. It couldn’t be helped, this man had you wet at just the thought of him; his black, raven hair, green eyes, the scars on his body…

Work went as per usual; multiple appointments, and chatting with your patients as you massaged their bodies. You couldn’t help but wish it was your scheduled day with Toji but that would come at the end of the week. Once you were done with all your appointments, you closed up your clinic.

As you were locking the front door of the clinic, the sound of tires on the gravel made you freeze up. The lights of a car reflected in the glass door of the building, making you blind for a split second. You turned around, your hand still holding the keys in the lock. You swallowed thickly, heart hammering against your ribcage. Who could it be this late at night? Especially after closing time. The car door opened, and someone stumbled out. You still couldn’t make the figure out as the car headlights were too bright. Your breathing had become shallow, your body tense and in the mode to run away if you needed to. The car backed up and drove out of the parking light. The dark figure that had stumbled out rose to their legs and walked towards you. Midway, they fell to the ground, and once on the floor you caught their face in the dim light; Toji. You rushed over to him, hands placed on his shoulders. Your nostrils burned from the heavy smell of alcohol on him. He wore a white button-up that was undone halfway, his muscled chest exposed. “Toji,” You breathed out, “are you okay?” “Sorry…” He slurred, looking up to meet your gaze. His eyes were glossed over, there was light stubble that had grown on his face. He gave you a lop-sided smirk, his knuckles coming up to your cheek, “Hey doll, I missed ya…” “You’re drunk,” You stated the obvious, helping him get up — but this was hard considering how much bigger he was than you. You two stumbled in the process, but you managed to get your arm around his waist. He leaned against you, causing you to set your hand on his chest so he didn’t completely fall over you which would result in taking you down with him. Your hand on his bare chest prompted that fluttering sensation to attack your insides. You could feel the imprint from one of his scars splayed across his chest.

“We’re going to walk to my car, okay?” You advised, cautiously taking a step forward to see how he would react. Thankfully, he managed to follow your steps. When you two got to your car, you opened the passenger door and helped him get into the seat. The weight of his head made him lean to one side, having to push him back in, “No, no,” You alerted, “please don’t fall,” you prayed out loud. In the process of trying to buckle him up, you knocked him on the side of the head with your elbow. You rubbed where you had hit him, apologizing.

Toji responded with incoherent mumblings. You finished buckling him in, it felt strange to be handling a grown man like a baby. In no time, you were in the car and driving to your apartment. It was then that the realization struck you; where were you even taking Toji? In the state he was in, there was no way he’d be able to instruct you to where he lived. You heaved out a sigh and decided the best thing would be to take him back to your place.

The same process happened while trying to get Toji up to your place; stumbling, incoherent mumbles from him, holding onto him to your best so he wouldn’t fall over. When you finally got him into your place, you set him on your couch. Your cat, Willow, made her way to where Toji was placed.

“Don’t worry, he’s nice,” You said to Willow, “what do you think of him?”

Willow sniffed the top of Toji’s head and then proceeded to jump off the couch. You took off your coat and set aside your purse with your keys. You made sure to also take out his phone and keys out of his pocket, setting them onto the coffee table. You were back by Toji’s side with a glass of cold water in your hands. He was wasted, but you hoped you’d be able to somewhat sober him up.

You helped him sit back up by pulling at the sleeve of his button up. The glass was brought to his lips, “Come on, let’s drink,” You tried to encourage even though you knew he wasn’t comprehending anything you were saying to him. You cradled the back of his head with your palm when tipping the glass upwards. Toji didn’t reciprocate your act of assistance, the water spilling down his chin and neck. His eyes were closed, and his breathing seemed more shallow. Panic struck you, setting the glass onto the coffee table and putting your ear to his lips. He was still breathing. But he didn’t seem okay. How much had he drunk?

You got up to go to your bathroom, turning on the shower to cold water. And then you went back to get Toji on his feet and over to the shower. When it came to getting him into the bathtub, it resulted in both of you tumbling in — the cold water of the shower immersing the two of you. You felt Toji’s body jolt against you, which made you relieved. You sat up and patted your hands against Toji’s cheeks.

“Hey, it’s me,” You said through chattering teeth, “come on, love, look at me.”

Toji trembled under the water, making you reach back and turn it off. His white shirt soaked through, his defined abs showing through the material as it stuck to his skin. Droplets of water fell from the ends of his black hair. Finally, Toji opened his eyes and the first thing he said to you was;

“It’s fucking freezing, doll.”

You let out a breathless laugh of relief, “Let me get you a towel, be right back,” You got out of the bathtub, soaking as well. You came back with a towel and wrapped it around him. You helped him get out of the bathtub, but this time, he wasn’t stumbling like before. You took him to your room, having him sit at the edge of your bed. You knelt before him, rubbing the towel over his head. Toji’s fingers wrapped around your wrist, making you stop; looking at you with great intensity.

“You worried me,” You thought out loud, “I was scared.”

Toji shivered, you noticed Adam’s apple go up as he swallowed before speaking, “No one’s ever taken care of me this well.”

His words plucked your strings, it rang inside of you, like music. You stood up, going over to your closet to try and find him some clothes. “How much did you drink today?” You looked through the racks of your clothes, knowing damn well you had nothing in there that would fit him. Your hands were shaking from how cold you were yourself (and also because of Toji).

“A couple of glasses,” Toji responded nonchalantly. You scoffed, pulling out a sweatshirt that used to belong to a guy you used to hook up with, “That’s bullshit.” You turned back around, Toji was unbuttoning the rest of his shirt and taking it off. You averted your gaze back to the sweatshirt you held in your hands, clearing your throat, “You know that our appointment isn’t for another few days, right?”

Toji rubbed the towel against his hair and let it drop into his lap, “What can I say? It’s becoming hard to be patient.”

His words always had a way of making you flutter. You said in a quiet voice, “You scared me, Toji,” You could feel tears welling up in the corner of your eyes.

“You saved me,” Toji returned. You turned back around to face him and sure enough, he was smiling. He added with more playfulness, “I’m at your service, Miss L/N.”

You threw the sweatshirt at him and he caught it in time with his hands, “Take off your clothes.”

“Oh?” He cocked an eyebrow, “Impatient, as always.”

You grabbed your laundry basket, “No, I need to wash your clothes,” You stuck the laundry basket out for him and he chuckled deeply. He put his white long sleeve in the basket, followed by his black pants which took struggling attempts to get them off.

“Keep the underwear on,” You told him before his hands could move to the waistband of his boxers.

He kept his tease on, “Why? You won’t be able to resist?”

You huffed, “Toji, shut up.”

“Ooh,” Toji pretended to be hurt by your words and put the sweatshirt on. It fit him perfectly. You walked out of your room and put his clothes into the washer, your cheeks burning up from him taking his clothes off moments ago. You were determined to not show him that he’s got you flustered, though. When you came back into the room, Toji remained seated at the edge of your bed. You leaned against the doorway, arms crossed over your chest.

Toji extended his arm out with the towel in his hand, “Let me dry you.”

“Why?”

“Because you’re wet,” Toji answers, “and also, because I’m at your service. After all, you saved me.”

You walked towards him, “I get to decide how you’ll be of service to me,” you sat beside him on the bed and Toji threw the towel over you, rubbing your hair.

Toji says, “Your clothes are wet, you should change as well.”

You state with sharpness in your tone, “I don’t want to.”

Toji takes the towel off of you, his fingers coming up to your face where he tucks damp strands of your hair behind your ear. “Why not, kitten?”

You feel tears burning your eyes again, “Because you worried me! You show up at my clinic completely wasted as I’m closing up. Are you going to tell me what happened?”

Toji sighs, “I wanted to see you.”

You shake your head, pushing his hand away, “Don’t give me that,” You snapped at him, “tell me what happened.”

“I had a little too much to drink,” He remarks. At his mention of drinking too much, it’s then when you notice a fresh hickey on the side of his neck. You don’t know how you didn’t notice it earlier. Toji is aware of your observation and before he can open his mouth to say something, you beat him to it.

“Is it related to work?”

Toji is silent, you can’t read the expression on his face. His hand finds your face, cupping your cheek, “I did work today, yes.”

You want answers — no, you’re desperate for answers. You knew that what you and Toji had between the two of you was physical pleasure. But why did it feel like you needed to know details about him?

“Tell me,” You say.

Again, Toji sighs, “You don’t want to know anything about me.”

You persist, “Why not?”

Toji comes back with, “Because I’m a boring, old man.”

This time, you wrap your fingers around his wrist and claim sternly, “If you don’t tell me truthfully, I’ll have to punish you.” Toji’s green eyes slightly widen at your gallantness — you had caught him completely off guard. His voice is low, “Punish me?”

In a heartbeat, you respond with, “Yes.”

Toji runs his thumb over your bottom lips, “Why is that?” His eyes flicker down to them.

“Because you’ve been a bad boy,” You allure, adding, “a very bad boy.”

Toji cocks his head to the side, amused, “How will you punish me?”

In a whisper, you say, “If you don’t answer me honestly, then you’ll find out.”

Toji is smug as he professes, “I’m intrigued, I’ve never been punished before.”

You bring his hand down away from your face, standing up, Toji’s gaze following your every move. “When I’m done with you, you’re going to tell me what happened. Understand?” You grab his chin, tilting his face up towards you with your lips a breath away from his. You can feel the way his breathing has changed, pupils dilated as they look into yours. His breath fans against your lips, as desperately as you want to devour him, you can’t. Not yet.

“You’ll have to punish me very hard, then,” Toji whispers.

You let go of his chin and walk back over to your closet, “Lay on the bed for me,” You order, kneeling to look for what you had in mind. You find the handcuffs alongside a ribbon and turn back around, where Toji had obeyed your orders by laying on the bed. You go back over to the bed, get on it, and crawl over to him. You straddle over his lap with your legs on either side of his hips. You can feel how hard he already is underneath you but you don’t acknowledge it.

“Oh, you’re kinky, aren’t ya?” Toji comments as you take his hand, clasping the handcuff around on one wrist and then the other. You finish it off by binding the handcuffs to the headboard of your bed with the ribbon. You look down at the man that lays beneath you; this man that radiated confidence and strength was now at your mercy — and you loved it.

“This is how you will be at my service,” You tell him, cupping the side of his face, “but you talk too much for my liking.” Your other hand goes to your pants which are still wet and slip them down, throwing them to the side once they’re off. You follow it by taking your panties off, too and proceed to shove them into Toji’s mouth.

Your thumb traces small circles on his cheek, “Aww,” You coo at him, “much better.”

Toji tries to speak, but his voice is muffled with your panties stuffed in his mouth. He looks at you with hooded eyelids, his chest going up and down. You place your pointer finger by the corner of his eyes and run it alongside his face, “You look so cute like this, you know that?”

You notice the tone on Toji’s face, a light blush of pink adorning his tan skin. You lean back, cocking your head and humming in thought, “Wonder how I should punish you…” your fingers move to his neck, wrapping around it, his eyes widening. You lightly grasp the sides of his neck, his eyelids fluttering close at the sensation.

“Oh my,” You delight at him, “you’re so sensitive when you’re like this.” He responds by opening his eyes, his nostrils flaring as he breathes heavily through them. You lean into him, your lips ghosting where his pulse flutters crazily. “If you had just been honest with me,” You purr into him, “you wouldn’t be tied up like this.” You lean back, smiling at him and letting go of his neck. You press more weight off your crotch against his hard dick underneath you. At the sensation, Toji lets out a groan that shifts into a whimper when you begin to rub your crotch against it.

“Don’t even think for a second I’m going to let you cum,” You assert grimly, “bad boys like you need to be taught a very good lesson.”

You have no idea how you even had this in you. In all your sexual experiences, it was always you on the receiving end of being dominated. You had never dominated any one of your sexual partners. And the fact that you were doing it with the man who had your wrists tied up last week is beyond your comprehension. Your hands go to the hem of his sweatshirt and you push it up, exposing his defined abdomen.

Your hands splayed across his torso, looking at him through your lashes, “I don’t just want to punish you — I want you to fucking cry, Fushiguro.”

You feel Toji shiver at your words — he whines. It makes you want to drool but you know you have to keep up your persona for this to work. His jaw clenches at biting down your panties that fill up his mouth. You move back, your hands now on his boxers. His hard dick forms a tent against the fabric, your palm his erection which causes his hips to lurch upwards.

You lightly slap his thigh, and he brings them back down. You look back at him, he looks at you helplessly. It drives you crazy, how exposed and vulnerable he appears. You recite his words, “Let’s see how wet you are,” You pull down his boxers, his hard dick springing up and falling against his lower abdomen. Just as you expected, the head of his dick is dripping with precum. You pull down his boxers all the way and put them to the side.

“Disgusting,” You spit out, “an old man like you getting hard over a young woman like me?” Your hand goes to his heavy balls, his hair dark and curly — which is undeniably cute. “You’re such a pervert, Fushiguro,” You cup his balls, resulting in Toji throwing his head back against your pillow, moaning. “If you’re this sensitive already, I think you might just cum if I put your dick inside my pussy.”

Toji’s cheek is pressed to his shoulder, practically heaving through his nostrils. You then grab his dick in your hands, earning another moan from him. You lean down, grabbing your hair and moving it to one side of your shoulder. You look up at him, locking gazes with him, and give him a single lick with your tongue to his hard, dripping head.

Toji’s bottom lip quivers, his wrists pulling at the handcuffs but he has nowhere to go. He is restrained to the bed, right where you want him. It makes you laugh, “I never knew a man like you could enjoy something like this.” Another kitten lick to the head of his dick, “I’m still not convinced that you should cum, though.” You let go of his dick, dropping back to his lower abdomen. You sit up, arms crossed over your chest, “Convince me,” You tell him, “why should I let you cum?”

Toji’s voice is muffled, and you crawl over him until your face is above his. “Let me help with that,” You take your panties out from his mouth, there’s drool at the corners of his lips.

“Let me cum,” He breathes out, “please.”

You shake your head, “That’s it? Not very convincing, old man.”

His green eyes are clouded with lust and overstimulation, “Please,” He tries again, “give it to me. Whatever it is, I can take it,” he rambles in a gravel voice, “please, doll. Whatever you do, as long as you make me cum, I’ll be happy.”

You taunt him, “But why do you deserve to cum? After being such a bad boy tonight?” Toji huffs in annoyance, and you grab his face with your hand, fingers pinching his cheeks. In a leveled tone, you say, “I haven’t even punished you yet and you’re already this impatient?”

Toji swallowed thickly, you let go of his cheeks, “I deserve it because I’ll be a good boy for you,” He deciphers, his tone desperate, “I’ve never had anyone do this to me. I want you to punish me. Do it. Punish me until I’m crying and then give it to me. I deserve it because I’m the only one that will make you cum the hardest in all your life. Fuck every man you’ve slept with, I’ll fuck your brains out for the rest of your life. I promise.”

You’re melting on the inside, you want to crash into him, kiss him on the mouth and shove his dick inside you. But you can’t. Not until he’s crying. So you shove the panties back into his mouth, making him gag at your harshness. You give his cheek a peck before shimmying back down to his waist. You grab his dick and run your finger from the bottom to the top, where you press the flat of your thumb against his leaking, hot slit. This makes Toji’s eyes cross, there’s sweat building up at his temples. And you do this a couple of times, applying pressure to the head of his dick and then lifting your thumb from it. It has him panting through his nose, his dick becoming a darker shade of red.

You give his dick a little slap with your hand, and he whimpers, “Count, Toji,” You command, “if you lose count, we’ll have to start over.”

Toji muffles against your panties, “One…”

“Good boy,” You tell him, “you worried me so much tonight,” You’re lightly fondling his balls, only giving him teasing light squeezes. You give the tip of his dick another light slap. His thigh muscles tense up.

“Two!” Toji moans.

“Showing up drunk like that,” You shake your head, “did you think there wouldn’t be consequences to your actions?”

Slap!

“Three!”

“It’s a shame no one has ever punished you,” You run your finger down his dick, his body shuddering. You notice for the first time a throbbing vein that runs down his shaft. It’s so pretty. His body feels so hot underneath your touch, “Because they’ve never been able to see just how beautiful a strong man looks when they’re tied up.”

Slap!

“Four…”

“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” Your fingers wrap around his hard length and drag your hand at an astonishingly slow pace.

Toji cries against the gag, even though it’s incoherent, you can tell he’s not keeping count of anything. You stop your movements, causing Toji to lift his head, his chest heaving up and down frantically.

“What is it?” You jibe with an innocent smile, “What’s wrong, baby?” Toji’s eyes roll to the back of his head as you press your thumb back on his wet tip, “We’re only at four slaps and you look like you’ve had enough. Remember when I took six spanks from you?” When you don’t get a response that satisfies you, you give his dick another slap. Toji doesn’t keep count, he is groaning.

“Oh?” You let his dick fall back onto his lower stomach, “You poor, poor baby,” You make your way back over to being on top of him. When you’re closer to him, it’s then when you notice his eyes glossed over with tears, salvia on his chin. You take the panties out, he pants against your lips.

“Make me cum!” He mewls, “Please, doll. Make daddy cum.” You never thought you’d hear him in such a despairing state. It almost made you dizzy. Now you understood the high people got from being dominant.

“No, I’m daddy here,” You remark with a smirk, “and besides, you lost count.”

You hear your bed frame creak as Toji fights against the cuffs, “Please,” His deep voice cracks, “I want it, mommy. Please, please!”

You are about to push him further but it’s then that Toji completely breaks down. You smile wider at him calling you ‘mommy.’ His green eyes are completely glossed over. Your thumb wipes at one of his tears falling down the side of his temple, “There we go,” You whisper, “there’s so pretty tears.” You reach between the space of your bodies and wrap your fingers around his dick. You stroke him, sending Toji’s eyes to go cross-eyed.

“Fuuuck!” He drawls out, “Fuck, doll…”

“Mmh,” You press your lips right below his jaw. It’s the opposite side of his fresh hickey. You move your kisses down until it's at his neck and suction your lips around the skin as you pump him harder and faster.

Toji curses between moans, “Yes, mommy,” He whines, “yes, yes! Just like that!”

His dick feels hot in your hand, you can tell he’s close. You keep sucking at the skin of his neck while your pace fastens. Toji’s hips buckle forward and his body is trembling, letting out a deep groan as you feel his warm cum paint your hand.

Toji’s eyes clenched shut at the pure bliss running through him, “Fuck, fuck,” He exhales, “feel so good, kitten.”

You pull back and look down at him, his eyebrows are furrowed as he finishes cumming. “Such a slut,” You patronize him, “you know that?”

Toji gasps when your hand keeps stroking him after finishing. You let go, his dick beginning to soften up. Toji pleads in a whisper, “Kiss me, please.”

Before you do, you say, “Only because you said ‘please,’” and you press your lips against his. Your tongues overlap, swirling. Saliva builds up at the corner of your mouth as well. Your hands move to his head, fingers lacing in between his hair strands. He tastes slightly like alcohol, even a little bit like cigarettes. But you love it. You can smell him, his sweat, his arousal. He’s at the grace of your fingertips, quite literally. You want to break him again, again and again. And then you want to put him together, again, again, and again. You don’t know why but you just do. You find your hips grinding against his upper torso, the friction giving you pleasure against your clit.

You snap out of it when you remember why you even brought him to a breaking point, pulling back. Toji gives you a yearning look from the space between you two. “Now tell me the truth,” You say, breathless, “what happened earlier tonight at work that made you drunk.” You wrap your fingers around his neck again, lightly squeezing, “I punished you, now you answer truthfully.”

Toji answers in a breathy tone, “I escorted someone.”

You apply pressure to his neck, and he looks at you with half-lidded eyes, “Did something happen?”

He clenches his jaw, “We had sex if that’s what you mean—”

You cut him off, “You know that’s not what I mean,” You warn, “answer me, honestly, Toji.”

His eyes flicker to the side and then back over to you, “I drank before the appointment.”

“Why?”

He closes his eyes, slightly shaking his head, exhaling through his nose. “It helps with getting through the appointment.”

This time, your tone is softer, “Why?”

Toji is silent for a moment, and instead says, “Why do you want to know?”

“Because you interrupted my night by being the little slut you are,” You note sharply.

Your comment makes him smirk, breathing out a laugh, “I can’t help it. Might just do it again if it means getting punished like this—”

You interrupt him again, but this time by shoving two of your fingers into his mouth. His eyes widen, and he chokes on your fingers. You pull them back out as if they weren’t even in his mouth, to begin with.

Through clenched teeth, you say, “Answer. The. Question.”

Toji coughs, his eyes scanning your face, “I don’t want to remember,” He discloses, his voice strained. “I don’t want to remember any of it. That’s why.”

Your hand lets go of his neck, feeling that knot in your stomach tighten. His words feel like a knife to your skin. Resonating too deeply with you that it makes you want to break open and sob. And you do. Your shoulders are shaking, your cheeks are wet, and tears fall onto Toji’s face. You're heaving, choking on your cries that feel like they’re going to break your bones.

A look of deep concern is displayed on Toji’s expression, not sure how to even respond. He’s still handcuffed to your headboard and all he can do is look at you. He says, “Miss L/N, it’s okay.”

You sniffle, bringing the back of your hand across your eyes. Still crying, you uncuff Toji, his wrists falling. He prompts himself onto his elbows, with you still in your lap. You catch Toji off guard for the hundredth time tonight, as you engulf him in a hug. His face is in your neck, it’s then when he realizes his wrists are sore from the strain of the handcuffs. Toji is frozen for a moment, not sure what to do or react. You’ve calmed down, and Toji hugs you back, giving your neck a chaste kiss.

Your guys’ hug is interrupted by a phone ringing. The two of you turn to look and see that it’s Toji’s phone ringing forming the living room. You get off his lap and Toji grabs his phone from the coffee table. You’re waiting by the living room entrance, arms crossed over your chest.

“I’ve gotta take this,” Toji grumbles, and steps outside of the room and into the bathroom. “Shiu,” Toji answers the call.

“We’ve got an assignment,” Shiu states, “they want it done in a couple of hours.”

“Who is it for?” Toji asks.

“It’s the woman you’ve been assigned to,” Shiu explains.

Toji grits his teeth, the woman he had been assigned to escort the last couple of times. He ends the call and comes back into your bedroom, “I need to go,” He says curtly. His demeanor has changed, no longer is he the helpless man who was begging to cum not that long ago.

Another cut at you — it hurts you so much to hear him say he needs to go. You want to ask him to stay, but something tells you that if you do that, he wouldn’t stay. You slip your panties back on, the ones that were in Toji’s mouth. They’re wet against you from his pathetic salvia. You go over to your washing machine in the hallway and take out his drenching clothes that still were in the middle of a cycle wash. You shove the clothes into his hands, dripping.

Toji notices your changed attitude as well, he wants to kiss you on the cheek and tell you that he’s not leaving because of you. But he could never tell you what he does for a living. What he’s been doing his whole life to make needs met. Toji wrings out his clothes in your bathroom over the bathtub and changes into them. They’re uncomfortable and hard to put on but he has no other choice. Toji walks into the living room where you’re waiting for him at the front door that’s already open for him.

Toji wants to reassure you, he can see it on the look on your face — that you’re pissed off at him. His hand comes up to your face in hesitation, and before it can meet your cheek, you place something in his hands;

Toji takes a look at his palm; it’s his apartment keys. He was going to leave without them, Toji was always attentive when it came to small things such as that.

You bid him farewell bitterly, “Grab a cab.”

Toji does the only thing he can do to somewhat reassure you, “I’ll see you at the appointment, Miss L/N.” And he leaves your place.

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dreemchara · 1 month

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I love creating au.. I love post apocalypse...

So I created a JJK zombie apocalypse Au ^^ (it's kinda inspired by TWDG and TLOU.. Because those two are my favorites post apocalypse games (in third place is Left 4 dead 2))

Of course gotta also add the Yuji and Sukuna brother au in this apocalypse au (because how else am I supposed to add sukuna since curses and sorcery doesn't exist ?)

So the apocalypse in this au started during Gojo last year of high school. (since its a no curse energy au, it was a normal rich high school)

Gojo and Geto were surviving together (with Shoko) until Geto gets bits and Gojo has to kills him but since it's young Gojo (like 19-20-21) he couldn't bring himself to kill his boyfriend (because in this au they got together.) So he let Geto turn into a zombie/curse.

Gojo is nicknamed the 'Strongest Survivor' since no matter how close curses get to bit him, Gojo always kills them before they get the chance. One got even close enough to be in kissing range and Gojo was still able to kill him. He still finds way to kill them while he's tied up.

In this au Gojo finds Megumi later than in canon, when Megumi was 8.

So Megumi and Tsumiki had to survive by themselves longer, they were in a groupe, but they didn't really take care of the two. Toji taught them how to survive before he disappeared. (In this Au, he didn't leave them in purpose.) Megumi wasn't sold, since money doesn't matter anymore. But there was mutliple attempted Kidnapping on him, but not to the zenin (they aren't important here) but to a community who wanted kids young enough to not remember the world before so that they could be brainwashed to be soldiers. Gojo meet Megumi by finding him and Tsumiki fighting off the attempt. (If Gojo didn't step in, they both would have gotten kidnapped !)

When Megumi was 14, Tsumiki got bitten, and Gojo wasn't present and they were too far away from the community. So Megumi was forced to mercy kill Tsumiki.

Nobara's parents died early on in the apocalypse. So Saori took care of her and Fumi. She protected the two and taught them how to survived (Because Nobara keept asking.) They mostly stayed the three of them. Sometimes joining groups, but always leaving and ending up only the three of them.

That was until Nobara was around 13 than her and Saori and Fumi get separated because of bandits. So ever since then, she hasn't given up on trying to find them. Even after Gojo finds her and also takes her in to his communities. She joined only because she was hoping that maybe these two were in it. She stayed even after seeing that they weren't, but she still want to find them both, and she won't accept that they were most likely both bitten and turned.

Now on the subject of Yuji and Sukuna in this au (kept them for last even if in my mind, this au follows them both.)

Their grandpa is the one who took care of them even after the apocalypse started. He is also a certified Badass and taught the both of them how to survives. The grandpa did survive a while but since it's the apocalypse, he gets bits and Sukuna is the one who shots him since he's the older between him and Yuji. (And since between him and Yuji, he's the one who likes killing, he's the one who kills most of the times.)

After the grandpa's death, they mostly stay surviving alone, because Sukuna is against being in a groupe. But Yuji did convince Sukuna in joining multiple groups (mostly in the beginnings since they were both young and so vulnerable, no matter how strong they were) but it always ended in tragedies with Yuji (and Sukuna, to a lesser extent) getting traumatized.

One time, when Yuji was around 8, he gets bits by a curse. He hids it from Sukuna because he didn't want Sukuna to be forced to kill him like he was for their grandpa. Yuji was able to hide it for a few days, because Sukuna was to focused on survival, he didn't notice Yuji acting weird. When Sukuna did found out, it had been way too long, since people turned after at max a day of getting bitten by a curse. So Sukuna figured that Yuji might be Immune. That was proved when over the years, Yuji got bitten more times and didn't turn into a curse.

At one points they were also taken by cannibal to be eaten (Yuji was like 9 and sukuna was 12), they survived and the cannibal didn't, but this did start Sukuna cannabilism! Yuji hates it, so Sukuna only eats humans when they really have no other choice. (or that's what he told him. Most of the time Sukuna will eat humans when Yuji won't notice.)

Sukuna has a few 'tattoes' because some communities that Yuji forced both of them to join uses face tattoes to mark their member who are old enough to fight. (At that time Yuji wasn't part of the 'old enough' so that's why only sukuna got them and not Yuji)

They continued to survive together with no one else, while hiding Yuji's immunity (and Sukuna's cannibalistic tendencies) until they stumble into Megumi while hunting for food, and Yuji decided that he was gonna befriend Megumi because its been too long since he interacted with anyone other than Sukuna. (Megumi and Sukuna were both too dumbfounded to object)

Then Gojo appeared after having killed the surrounding curses and so Yuji and Sukuna had to join his community. (Yuji was okay with that because no matter how much community traumatised him, he really needed human contact that wasn't his cannibal older brother. Sukuna was not okay with that since he knew, that if they learned about Yuji, they would try to kill him.)

Yuta and Rika and Choso are also important in this au but I haven't drawn them yet-

First Yuta and Rika.

They both mostly survived by going from groupes to groupes, tho both were sickly childrens so some groupes just though of them as useless mouths to feed. (But they never said it to their face. Still both of them noticed, and they both bonded due to how the groups thought of them.)

Sadly, since they were considered burden, someone from the groupe decided to kill Rika ! In front of Yuta. Not a head shot tho, so Rika turned into a curse. And ate the person who killed her. Yuta was frozen so he expected her to eat him too but Rika just walked toward him and stop. Rika is a weird curse, because she is somewhat conscient. At least conscient enough to know that she doesn't want to eat Yuta. So she spent her death life just protecting Yuta. After he noticed that, Yuta also try to prevent other Survivor from killing Rika, even if that means Rika kills them. Yuta keeps trying to prevent her from killing them, but she's not conscient enough to understand what she is doing, only conscient enough to know she doesn't want Yuta to dies.

Gojo did end up finding them, and made them join his community, even Rika. Because he's like 'eh, she not dangerous.' He's silly like that.

For Choso, he'll appear way later. Him and Yuji and Sukuna are half brother because Kaori/Kenjaku cheated on Jin. Choso is the middle brother. None of them knew each other existance.

Choso always thought he only had 2 younger brothers, Eso and Kechizu. (Choso is 1 year older than both and they are twins (Kenjaku/Kaori just has good genes in having twins.)) So he survived with them both.

That was until the three of them get kidnapped by some crazy people (totally not Kenjaku *cough*) who tries and inject them with a lot of curses bloods to see if it does anything and maybe create immunity (they got the wrong one. Should have kidnapped the youngest. (Not that Sukuna would have let them)) sadly that didn't work since both Eso and Kechizu dies by getting bites.

Choso runs away before the groupe tries again with him.

Anyway might do more about this au, I just wanted to talk about it. Maybe i'll turn it into a comic or a fic.

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk au #jujustu kaisen Au #jujutsu kaisen fanart #jjk fanart #gojo satoru #yuji itadori #ryomen sukuna #megumi fushiguro #nobara kugisaki #jjk apocalypse au #jujutsu kaisen apocalypse au #yuta okkotsu #choso kamo

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trash-monkey · 1 month

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Isekai: The world of Tenby

The wind blows hard as the blue moon shins brightly in the cloudy night sky causing the already freezing temperature to drop a little more as the dry snow on the ground is pushed around like sand but somewhere far off in a room of ancient and unknown is where a figure sits on their knees on the stone cold floor with their eyes closed as if they don't even notice the coldness of it, the figure is that of a young looking man that appears to be in his twenties as longish snow white hair rest elegantly on his head and looks to the softest to the touch. His posture is strong with muscles but at the same time so feminine with leanness and his skin it that of the most healthiest one has ever seen with pink tones, peach colored lipstick and eyeshadow adores his face. The clothes he wears looks to be made by the most gifted hands, his shirt fits him tightly as it has a black collar that stops in the middle of his neck with a real plate of gold at the base of it as it holds elegant craves while more gold travel up the front of the neck and circle around the top of the fabric, the shirts front holds two colors both white and black as the top is white as it ends in a arrow that points up and curves at the bottom of his biceps while the rest of the shirt is black and points down into his black skintight and smooth fitting pants, the shirt has no sleeves as it stops at the end of his shoulders and down to show his under arms as the left arm is cover in black skintight fabric that ends at his wrist and wraps around his middle finger allowing his palm and other fingers to show as the top of it begins at his forearm while his right arm is also covered in a black skintight fabric but it begins a under his elbow and cover his whole right hand.

Slowly his eyes open to show glowing golden eyes that hold powers beyond belief as under the shining blue moon in the winter land a purple swirling ball comes into existence which it twisted and turns fast as it grows bigger until it's the size of a boulder, suddenly it stopped as if time has stopped itself and with a cracking roar it splits opens with blinding lights only for it to disappears seconds later as if it never existed in the first place as the only evidence of it is a body laying prone in the soft snow wearing clothing that is strange to this world but not suitable for the cold weather.

"What?" The guy laying in the snow gasped after slowly opening his eyes only to shoot up onto his feet in panic and look around wildly only to see what seems to be a endless winter land all around, his body shivers at the coldness of the air which he warps his arms around himself trying to warm up before noticing a dim light in the distance and slowly he push himself to walk to it. By the time he gets to the source of the light to see a little tent his feet feels so numb along with his body which he unwilling collapse into the snowy ground in front of the opening of the tent although he's unconscious he's breathing heavily, old withered feet uncaring of the coldness of the snow steps into it from the opening of the small tent to stroll the short distance to the guy laying in the snow and old withered but firm hands easily pick him up into their surprisingly strong arms to carry into the tent.

"Oh, your finally awake!" A face full of wrinkles with a open smile that has missing teeth pops into my vision after opening my eyes only to see blurry colors but after blinking a few times to get them focused to see a unfamiliar ceiling hanging over me.

"Sit and listen, I'll explain everything." The old man crosses his legs as he sits a little way from me as I go to sit up and he holds up a hand when I went to ask questions.

"What you see now is not the real me as this plane of existence can not handle the power that comes with my true form so I have to use a vessel when wanting to visit, for who I am and where you are? This world is Tenby and I'm it's god, Naaji. You may not remember but you have passed from your world so you can't go back to it and I have brought you here to replace me as this world has already forgotten about me so I don't hold much power to it anymore, it's time for a new god to rise but you must first journey through this world and it won't be easy also Tenby holds many things you may recognize as it's a combination of worlds that already exist." I stare at my lap in shock at not only I've been brought to a new world and can't go back to my previous one but I have dead and I'm going to become a god, the god let's us sit in silence for a while to let me progress the information he had just given me.

"But you aren't starting empty handed." He stands up to hand me a few things after grabbing them.

"Two simple pairs of clothes......." As he says the clothes are just some simple clothing to help me blend in as I don't have to wander around in my PJs now.

"A simple pack that comes with a tent, one pot, and a single bed roll......" It's a simple leather pack although it's empty right now except for the small pot and I guess the dark green roll on top is the tent while the soft brown cloth on the bottom is the bed roll.

"And one blessing from me which only you can see." He snaps his fingers immediately causing a golden screen to appear in the air which my eyes widen at.

Tent

Lvl: Backpacker

Points: 0

Inner comforts:....

Outer comforts:....

Other Comforts:....

Complications:....

"What's that look for?" Naaji asked when I give him a deadpan expression.

"A point system?"

'Like any another Isekai there's always some type of system given by some god or goddess...'

"Well, a god-to-be's journey have to be full of unexpected twists and plus I like the concept of it from what I have read from your world's books." Naaji played with his fingers as if he told some big secret which only deepen my deadpan expression.

'..... Of course he's a weeb'

"Hey, stop giving me that look! Fine, if you don't want it then I'll just take the blessing back then!" He goes to snap his fingers again which I immediately stopped.

"Please no! I'm sorry!" I cried out while shooting from the bed roll I was laying in to hold his fingers apart to keep his fingers from snapping, he blinks in surprise at the sudden closeness.

'I probably won't be able to survive without it...'

"Okay..." He gently push me back out of his personal space so I sit on the floor with him instead of returning to the bed roll.

"The blessing I have given to you is called the Eyes Of Fortune which your eyes will give off a glow when looking at it so others can tell when you're using it."

'With the upgrades to the tent seems like I'm meant to be on the move all the time'

"But what if I went to settle down in some town?" I mumbled to myself as I look through the many options for the tent that it has at it's current level.

"You can if you wish so I only made the tent a special item in case you want to be on the move a lot, you can even make your own town for all I care as long as you replace me in the end!" Naaji waves his hand nonchalantly when he heard my mumbled question.

"Wait, special item?" I question when I finally process what he just said.

"Yeah, there's all kinds of special items I have made throughout the centuries though I don't know if they still exist but since you have the Eyes Of Fortune blessing you can use them if you find any of them." This information gets me thinking.

"Does this blessing only work with special items? If so how am I meant to replace you if there's no way to strength myself beyond my human possibilities? What if I don't to replace you!?"

"If you truly don't want to take my place then I'll just send you back to your afterlife and for the strength, why should I tell you when you'll find out anyway?" He gives a smirk at the end and let me progress this.

"This is a once in a million chance to new start to live the way I always wanted to....." I trail off while staring at my lap which Naaji nods right as I start getting doubts.

"But what if I go evil in the end? Will you cut me down?" I question about the possibilities of my future.

"You might do so but light can not shine without the darkness as death can not live without life, if it turns out that way I'll bring another soul here to be that light if that happens." I give a nod as that settles most of my doubts.

"I'll pour you some hot water for a nice bath!" Naaji stand up from the floor knowing I need some time to myself to think everything over of what I have just learned.

'a nice hot bath sounds nice'

After a few minutes of waiting Naaji comes back and I follow him to a small secluded part of the tent after grabbing one of the pairs of clothes he has given me to see a wooden tub with steaming water inside waiting for me which Naaji gives me a kind smile before shutting the curtain as he goes, I undress from my PJs before giving a sigh in pleasure when sliding into the hot water chase away chill that had settle deep in my bones and I lean my head back to stare at the ceiling of the tent. The old man stares blankly at the fire inside the lantern while taking a buff now and then from the worn smoking pipe as he seats on the floor in silence, the withered faded green eyes glows a light golden color from the god within as smoke roll from the cracked lips.

'This old man is the last that remembers me, the last host I can use to visit this plain of existence, and the last of a quickly fading age of this world'

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@happyface002 @it-veries023

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hey-dont-touch-that · 2 years

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Thinking about JJk AU where Yuji is raised by Kenjaku and brought up as a curse. He grows up with Choso at his side. For the first few years he’s hidden away as everyone tries to figure out just exactly what he is and what his curse technique is.

However the first time they take him out and sorcerers stop because that’s a child, they realize he doesn’t have to do anything but stand there and distract them. Unfortunately they kill the sorcerers in front of him. The first time it happens Yuji cries all night while Choso just holds him pissed off that this sweet little boy is being used a weapon. Yuji eventually becomes numb to it. His rage builds up, and the first time he lets lose. It’s a miracle anyone survived. After that everyday is spent trying to build up that rage. Breaking toys, reducing time with big brother choso, purposely rough training sessions where with every hit they call him weak, stupid, no good. He grows thinking the only way to make up for being an ‘abomination’ is to kill, hurt, and create fear.

It isn’t until Toji crosses his path that things change. To Toji’s credit no one told him his target is a 8 year old boy. Toji thinking of his son, doesn’t kill him. Growing up as an outcast in his own family he understands what it’s like. This is a child. He lets Yuji go, instead hunting down the people that put out the target. Yuji seeing how people that hate him can be kind, Toji’s act of mercy, then being extended to what would be Yuji’s victims.

Years later Goji is sent to exercise him but Yuji is broken, defeated, and ready to die. All that death, destruction, he hates it, hates himself. It’s been years since Choso has been sealed away, leaving him alone. Yuji has no purpose in life anymore, besides with the new patch face curse in the picture no one cares about him. Goji offers him a way out, a spot at a school for sorcerers. They can help him. Yuji takes it and at first he keeps to himself afraid of how they’ll look at him how many family members, friends did he kill? He doesn’t want to know. He’s afraid if he gets close, makes friends, they’ll find him, kill everyone and take him back. He can’t- won’t lose anyone else. It isn’t until Goji explains that he’s under the school’s protection that he feels safe. Eventually he finds his redemption, finds his smile again. There he meets Megumi, who understands his abandonment, his anger, his lack of a childhood and hands that once killed people are being held and kissed. Nobara doesn’t care what he is just so long as she can practice makeup techniques and paint his nails.

And Nanami, the father he never had but always wanted. He’s kind and forgiving like Choso, and oh so patient. When he has nightmares, screaming and crying remembering everything he was forced to do, Nanami tells him it’s okay, he had no choice and he won’t always feel this way. Nanami who helps him heal, who shows him love even when he thinks- no Yuji knows he doesn’t deserve it but gets more love than he knows what to do with it. He finds a family, a boyfriend a best friend all in one place.

One day when he’s out in public and people don’t fear him, just see a regular teenager boy, boyfriend holding his hand, while his other is carrying his best friend’s shopping bags. He looks up and smiles. He fulfilled the promise him and Choso made all those years ago. He got out and one day he’ll get his big brother out.

#big brother Choso #choso my beloved #jujutsu kaisen #jujustu kaisen au #itadori yuji #fushiguro megumi #saturo gojo #jujutsu kaisen manga #just a thought #idk if I’ll be anything with this #here you go #itafushi #this is an excuse to talk about how great of a brother choso is #kenjaku #toji fushiguro

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lostinourforeverparadise · 1 year

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WELCOME!

Hello, world! Welcome to Lost In Our Forever Paradise! A JJK fix-it AU where everyone is happy! More information is below!

This AU is mainly canon divergent, but some things from canon will be in this AU.

This will be episodic, so there will be a different plot for each chapter!

This AU will have ships such as Itafushi, Nanago, StSg and so on.

This project is reliant on user interactions, so please send asks and tell a friend or two!

Remember to be friendly when asking questions, or tagging for reblogging posts!

Sadly, I'm unsure if I'll be able to post frequently but please be patience with me!

My main blog is @/waywardnajsepticeye!

I'll add more to this once it's needed. So for now, enjoy the show!

#jujustu kaisen #jjk #jjk au #jjk anime #fix it au #lost in our forever paradise #yuuji itadori #megumi fushiguro #nobara kugisaki #satoru gojo #kento nanami #jujustu kaisen au #anime au

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torutorubaby · 17 days

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‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. JJK PORN LINKS!!

pt. 2

SATORU

putting his fingers inside that pretty mouth

giving it to his pretty girl

slow and gentle

sending you clips

can't even wait till you're inside your apartment

KENTO

his pretty girl on his pretty lap

teasing him with those lace socks

breeding you in mating press

morning sex with husband kento

disciplining you

TOJI

using you

stretching you out

bending you over

manhandling his little girl

a different kind of payment with mechanic toji

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bunnys-kisses · 12 days

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so i was thinkin'.

you becoming a pen-pal with prisioner!simon. he didn't get convicted of a violent crime or at least not a crime that involved violence against people who didn't deserve it. you find a flyer in town with a service to send letters to prisoners. you think why not, the poor person could use the communication from the outside. enters simon 'ghost' riley, when you receive a photo of him. you're in shock!

he is very intimidating.

but in his letters, he's simply so sweet to you. he even send you some of the writings he did about his time in the military. he even attempted to draw you a nice card for your birthday! you grow close to him over time so when he finally gets let out of prison, you're there to meet him at the gates.

you melt the first time you hug him, if you didn't you probably would've sobbed. you haven't even met this man, but yet you feel such an affection towards him. and oh boy, does he show his gratitude for being there during the lowest parts of his life.

"i'm gonna be a good man." he purrs when he's slamming into your pussy. the first pussy he's had in almost three years, "be a good man for my wife." his voice is heavy and strong. you can feel his cock in the back of your throat.

this is a hell of a lot better than sendin' letters, don't ya think?

i'm callin' it the 'jailhouse rock au'. thoughts?

xoxo, bunny <3

edit: okay, okay okay... i'm a huge liar.

here's part one & part two

edit 2: here's a link to the master-list of chapters & other blurbs about the series!!

#jailhouse rock au #bunny speaks #call of duty #reader insert #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty smut #simon ghost riley #ghost call of duty #jujustu kaisen #simon ghost riley fanfiction #simon ghost #simon riley x reader #simon riley #ghost mw2 #simon ghost smut #ghost smut

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waywardnajsepticeye · 1 year

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JJK fix-it AU where Gojo takes everyone on a roadtrip every month.

#that's it #that's the post #jjk #jujustu kaisen #jjk anime #jjk manga #jjk au #jujustu kaisen au

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lowkeyremi · 2 months

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"DADDY I THREW UP"

How they react when their little ones throw up ! (we all know gojo is gonna be overreacting) ft. gojo, geto, choso, toji, and nanami

content: TW: vomit, no curse!au fluff, established relationship (marriage), children, families. (divider by kim jiho) same kids from jjk men as dads

Gojo Satoru

Satoru's on daddy duty for the next week and a half while you're gone, and so far he's actually doing quite well. Currently, he's making dinner from a simple recipe in the recipe book you've been making throughout the last few years.

Two year old Kenji waddles into the kitchen and tugs on Satoru's sweatpants. His head whips around to look down at his little mini-me.

"Hey Kenji, what's up little guy?" He puts his attention back on the wok with noodles in it to make sure he doesn't burn dinner. As he's stirring the food around with chopsticks Kenji starts to form a sentence, "Um.. throw up."

Satoru freezes. "W-what?" He knows exactly what Kenji said but he's scared to turn around. Kenji whines a little bit, "Throw up. Kenji throw up." Usually Satoru would find his toddler's 3rd person speaking cute but right now he feels himself breaking out into a cold sweat.

"Oh... um.. It's okay? Where is it?" Kenji's little feet waddle away from the kitchen expecting his daddy to follow after him. Satoru turns the heat down to low so the food won't burn, and follows his little boy to the 'crime scene'.

Kenji sticks his thumb in his little mouth and points to the throw up on the carpet.

"O-oh god, I think I'm gonna-" He gags and runs into the bathroom. Nothing comes from his mouth so he shudders. He needs to calm down, it's just a little throw up from his own kin, he'll be alright. The faucet runs and he splashes some water on his face.

"I can do this. I can do this. I can-" He hears the telltale sign of someone throwing up. Kenji is definitely sick. The throw up is followed by loud crying. Satoru's dad instincts kick in and he runs back over to where his little boy is.

"Hey, hey, hey, little guy. It's gonna be okay. Let's get you a bath, then I'll call mommy, okay?" Kenji nods. It breaks Satoru's heart hearing those little sniffles that leave his baby boy.

Geto Suguru

"PAPAAAAA!!!! Hana threw up!!!" Suguru looks at you and you stare right back.

"Don't look at me, I cleaned Hana's vomit yesterday while you were working late." He fights the urge to roll his eyes at you, because you're being childish in his mind.

Suguru makes his way to the kitchen so he can get the carpet cleaning spray out of the cabinet. "Fucking hell." He mumbles without realizing his six year old daughter was near by.

She gasps dramatically before yelling, "OOOOOO PAPA SAID A BAD WORD!!!" He screws his eyes shut, agitation was slowly seeping in.

"I'll put a dollar in the jar, but please stop screaming, Kana. Your sister doesn't feel good and the screaming is hurting Papa's head." He has retrieved the spray and a damp rag to clean up the soiled spot on the carpet.

"Sorry Papa." Kana's voice is lowered drastically. Being a curious little thing she follows her father to go check up on her little twin sister.

"You alright, princess?" Suguru sits close to her little pink bed and poor little Hana shakes her head 'no'.

"I don't feel good, Papa." She whines quietly. Suguru can tell by the way her eyes water, the sweat beads grow on her forehead and the way she frowns deeply that she definitely is sick.

"Why don't you go brush your teeth for me, princess? Then Papa will get you some medicine." Suguru understands his daughter very well. He'd always get sick while eating curses, sometimes they were so bad he would vomit all over the place. LOLLL no curse au so he aint gotta suffer.

She nods hopping from her bed to go brush her teeth in the bathroom. Suguru gets to work cleaning up the carpet.

Kamo Choso

Ryuji's school had called you because your boy threw up in school, which he was very embarrassed about because elementary schoolers always know how to make a big deal out of something small. Many children were crowding your son where he threw up some gasped in horror others laughed. Luckily the teachers were able to get the students under control once more.

They sent him to the nurse and she dialed you, "I'm so sorry, baby. Mom's out of town, give the phone back to the nurse so I can give her dad's number, okay?" He utters a quiet response before handing the phone over.

You chat with the nurse for a little bit giving her the information she needed then you told your son goodbye and hung up.

The nurse is quick to dial Choso and he picks up after the fourth ring. "Good morning, Sir. I'm calling because your son Ryuji Kamo threw up and he isn't feeling too good. We called Mom but she said she won't be able to come pick him up. Do you think you could check him out or do you have another trusted family member who could pick him up?" She's got a pen and notepad ready to write down another number if Choso couldn't make it.

"Oh dear, yeah I'll be there in about twenty minutes. Is his stuff packed already or..." He trails phone pressed to his ear, he hadn't been doing anything too important since he'd already finished up his meeting.

"No Sir, we'll send him right up to pack up. He'll be waiting for you in the main office."

"Alright, thank you." Choso's starting to worry, does he need to take Ryuji to the doctor? Should he stop at the grocery store and get soup? Should he make soup? Do you have kids cold/flu medicine at home? Your husband can't remember the last time Ryuji had vomited and he's pretty sure you'd taken care of it anyway.

"Hey Siri, how do I take care of my sick son?" She responds with 'here's what I found' he quickly scans over an article and the main idea is comfort him, make him something light, make sure he's hydrated, and gets plenty of rest. He could do that. Choso's not the best at emotions but he'll do what he can for his boy.

Eventually the two make it home, and Choso is quick to act. "Change into your pjs and I'll get you some medicine. How do you feel?" He needs a basic idea of what he's dealing with.

"My stomach reallyyyyyyy hurts." He whines holding his abdomen area tightly.

"Like you need to go to the bathroom kind of hurt?" Choso thinks it might be a stomach bug because his so shakes his head 'no'.

"Nuh uh, feels like someone is stabbing me in the stomach." His brows knit and a frown covers his face. it hurts to see his son suffering.

"Alright, I've got you kiddo. I'll take care of you." He promises to his growing boy.

"Thanks dad."

Fushiguro Toji

"Dad come look! I threw up! It's so cool!" Four year old Yui says, which is odd, no normal little kid is happy after throwing up so Toji is suspicious.

"Tell your brother to clean it up." Yui crosses her little arms and pouts.

"I already told Megumi and Nami!! They told me to go tell you!!!" He doesn't want to clean it up. He already has his work cutting out for him changing his newborn's diapers, cleaning up vomit was not on his list of to dos.

He would have told her to go ask you to clean it up but it's sunday and you usually go out for brunch with your friends. So, unless he somehow coaxed his stubborn son, Megumi, he'd have to do it himself.

When he finally reaches the bathroom, he groans in annoyance at how she just barely missed the toilet had she run a little faster she would have made it. To make matters worse it looks like she tried to clean it up herself and just spread it all everywhere.

"Oh, Sprinkles threw up too! Cuz he ate some of mine."

"Are you fucking kidding me?" A deep unsettling groan rips from his throat. Yui finds the whole ordeal funny, she's giggling and cooing at her father.

Bonus: A few days later you're walking past Yui's room and you hear her yell, "Are you fucking kidding me?!"

You instantly stop, "Excuse you little girl, who did you hear say that?"

"Dad said it when he had to clean up my throw up!!" She smiles brightly at you. She's so innocent she doesn't fully understand the weight of what she's said.

"That's a bad word sweet girl. Don't say that anymore, got it?"

You're given a little nod to indicate she understands.

"TOJI WHERE ARE YOU?!" He's about to get an earful from you.

Nanami Kento:

"Hey guys, I came as soon as I could." You exhale deeply as you set your keys on the rack and slip off your shoes. Kento had picked up your son because the school called saying he'd thrown up.

Kento appears from the hallway with a finger on his lip telling you to "shh".

You lower your voice to a whisper, "Is Hiro alright?" Kento walks up to you and gives you a comforting hug which you really needed.

"Yeah he's resting right now. He threw up in the car. Twice. I was going to go clean it up right now. Emmie should be waking up from her nap soon, though." You're so grateful to have a husband you can rely on in a time of need.

When Hiro's school had called you, you were in the middle of a very important meeting so you couldn't leave. Nanami had left work early to go pick up your son.

His smile is so intoxicating. You pull him by his collar and make his lips meet yours. He immediately reciprocates by bringing his hands up to cup your cheeks and kiss you back.

"Thank you, baby." His eyes are so beautiful and if you didn't have to go make sure to be there for your baby girl you would have continued to stare at them.

"Of course my love. Parenting is a two person thing for a reason."

"I bet by next week we'll be sick too." You say chuckling dryly.

"Most likely, yeah." He says shaking his head. He begrudgingly walks out to his car to clean up the vomit in the backseat.

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Domestic Headcanons W/ Toji, Megumi, Tsumiki, and Mama!Reader

TW/Warnings: Profanity, Domesticity, AFAB/Female Reader, Family life, Pregnancy, Mention of Sperm but not sexual, unhinged crack, too long(LMK if anything else needs to be tagged)

Pairing: Toji Fushiguro x Fem!Reader

Pronouns: She/Her (Usage of Mama, Wife, Mom, Mother)

Word Count: 10k words

This headcanon is paired with this one right here. This can be stand alone for general/modern au. But this one mostly revolves around my Toji Lives AU.

Also, I'll be posting either my Toji/Megumi/Reader mini series or Suguru/Satoru/Reader series this week. Here's the form if you wanted to be tagged in my works. Please let me know if something's up with it.

[!!Edited and Proofread! 3/27/2024 11:48 pm CST!!]

The married life with Toji isn’t any different from prior to marriage. You two live in a fairly spacious apartment for Tokyo Standards and well furnished on top of that.

The basic routine of you and Toji as followed: Toji wakes up and gets ready in 10 minutes, gets the coffee going or anything you drink/eat for breakfast, you wake and get ready for work, you and Toji eat breakfast together for a bit, Toji gives you your work bag and lunch, gives you a kiss and sends you out the door on time, cleans the dishes and table once you leave, looks to see if there’s anything you’re low on or out of and makes a list for it, Toji does some house chores before leaving to go run errands, goes to run said errands and buy some groceries, comes home starts meal prepping, you come home as soon as he’s finished cooking, both of you eat together, then chilling on the couch together after cleaning up, Toji forces you to go to bed, does your nightly care routine with you while brushing your teeth, then pulls you into bed where both of you are knocked out instantly.

House Husband Toji and Working Wife (Y/N) dynamic, I don’t make the damn rules. Well it makes sense as you have a sustainable and consistent job that pays comfortably for minimal work. Honestly, Toji doesn’t mind it at all but you both established your roles in the relationship but help out whenever possible. In fact, he loves being a stay-at-home husband. He gets to do his hobbies and chores without distraction, having a piece of mind, cooking food with you, etc. Highkey loves being domesticated.

While yes, he does get an occasional high paying job/bounty from Shui, they happen a couple times a month. But even then it’s few and far in between. You don’t mind working, your job pays you enough to not take any overtime and you never work the weekends. Plus you get a raise and bonus once in a while so you’re not scrambling to find a second job. Also, it’s worth it since Toji takes care of your shared apartment and you.

Both of you are financially stable to the point of comfort. Like only paying utilities because you and Toji own the apartment. Not having to worry about buying food or paying on time. Not taking up extra hours or shifts to just live. It’s a comfortable and stress-free environment you and Toji have created for yourselves.

Doesn’t understand the fuss about men not being stay at home material and it’s a woman’s job. He just thinks those guys can’t take care of themselves and will force someone to baby them under the guise of tRadItIonAlIsm or some bullshit. He understands if both have their jobs and work to split the house chores. It’s not a luxury everyone has and he knows he’s in the small percentage of people who get to stay home while their spouse works. If it works in the relationship, it works, Toji says. It might not work for some people but you working and Toji staying home works for your relationship. If not, it has made it healthy because there aren’t severe or frustrating arguments about house chores, errand runs, cooking, maintenance, home management.

You do anything in order to help out Toji because that’s your home too. Therefore, your living space you share and it’s your responsibility to at least take care of it. After work, you text Toji if there is anything you need to pick up or do for him while you’re out. 75% of the time he says there’s nothing you have to do, but the 25% is Toji asking you to pick up the dry cleaners, some food items he forgot to get while out, check if there’s a sale going on, or buying detergent and stain remover. Also text with a:

‘Doll, can you actually grab a few things from the supermarket? I’ll send the list to you.’

‘Hon, would you be able to pick up my jacket from the dry cleaners? Thank you’

When you say yes or of course, he’s hitting you with the:

‘Thank you, Sweet Girl. I appreciate all you do.’

‘Stay safe, (Y/N). Call me if anything happens. Love you, Baby’

Talks about buying a house and having a family happen a lot more frequently since the two of you got married. You always wanted to have a family of your own but wanted to wait for a good man to be a good father because you can choose a husband but your children can’t choose their father. But you knew Toji would step up when it happened. Toji didn’t think too far into his future but he knows he wants to have a family with you and grow old together. You changed his mind that he was okay with having a family and doing all that it takes to be a loving father and husband. As if he doesn’t do that already.

That and you two talked about how your genetics would make the most beautiful and good looking babies. Toji would say he wants your kids to have your smile and personality while you told him you want them to have his eyes and nose. This is one of those late night talks you have with him that you absolutely love.

You have an ungodly amount of money saved up to pay the house off in full or less than two years. You decided on one where it was a mix of modern and traditional. It was within walking distance of multiple subway and train stations while not being near the busy parts of the city. It’s in a more quiet suburb with good schools and nature. It’s a big home with the exterior of a traditional home but the interior is a little more modern. The main building is two stories and is the actual house, the building connecting to it is for guests, training/workout room/and a meeting room. The walls that surround the property are tall and sturdy. It looks like a mansion but feels more homey as you two start to make it your own.

So when you tell Toji you’re ready to have a baby, the man goes all in. Trying to watch your cycle and listens to the doctor in increasing his chances of getting you pregnant. Man looks up recipes that increase your fertility rate and balance out your hormones. Thinks about checking his sperm count but you declined saying Toji hasn’t done anything to decrease his numbers.

He definitely got good aim because it didn’t take long to get pregnant. After like 2-3 months of trying, it happened. You missed your period by a week and you decided to get a pregnancy test. You got the double lines and were excited to show Toji. He went to drop off your jacket to get it fixed and came home to find you sitting at the table with a napkin. You tell him to sit and he complies with a bit of concern. You gesture to the napkin and he picks up to see the positive text in front of him. He asks are you for real and you just nod. He pulls you into his laps and holds you while saying thank you and I’m going to be a dad.

Becomes protective of you instantly. Having morning sickness? He gets you a towel and some medicine. Sensitive to certain foods or smells? He will change them to your liking. Need him to do something for you? He’s already a flight of stairs ahead of you. He doesn’t want to stress you and the baby out so he’s doing everything.

As trimesters progress, the more protective and conscious he comes. Once you start showing, say goodbye to carrying items, doing some household chores, running errands, or fucking walking because this man will NOT let you do them. Is at your beck and call for anything and will become scary if people give you a hard time or look at you funny. Toji told you if your boss gives you a hard time, call him and he’ll talk to your boss with no fear or hesitation whatsoever. Once almost killed a man because he accidentally bumped into you. Toji had this look of death in his eyes as he grabbed the guy by the collar and forced him to apologize to you. Make sure the guy actually apologizes too. Walking? Who is she? You are only walking a couple of feet before he says ‘nah’ and picks you up to carry you. You tell him you can walk but it falls on deaf ears. Then you get concerned about being heavy for Toji. The man has never been more offended in his life. He looks at you, dead in the eyes, and says: “What kind of husband am I for not being able to comfortably carry my beautiful and pretty pregnant wife? If I can’t carry you, I need you to kill me, (Y/N).” You just get used to him carrying you around.

Always find a seat for you on a bus or the train. Will scare a guy who isn’t tired from work to give you the seat. Always hold your hand during the rides.

Talk to your bump every night. Hands on your stomach, face unbearably close to it, kneels on the floor or lies in bed to talk to it as you run your fingers through his hair. He’ll say some things that make you laugh but he mostly say sweet and warm things to your baby as he just wants to love and protect them. Definitely says:

“You know your mama is the prettiest and most beautiful woman out there? You’re so lucky to have her because you will be unconditionally loved and cared for. How do I know this? Because your mama loves me too, Kiddo.”

“Hey, be nice to mama. She’s not having the best time so I need you to go easy on her. Please, little one.”

“Hi, this is your old man speaking to you. I don’t care whether you’re a boy or girl. I will always love you no matter what. I wanna meet you soon.”

Does the thing where he lifts up your bumps to alleviate some of the weight for a bit and smiles when you relax into him.

When he touches your bump and feels a kick, he is so happy that his head is glued to your bump so he can feel it.

Buys your cravings whenever and whatever it is. It could be late at night and you’re asking him to get you your egregious food combo. He doesn’t understand your cravings but will not complain to you until it’s a straight up abomination. THEN, he just cooks you anything you want because he’s lowkey scared about your cravings affecting your health.

Daily/Hourly reminders of how beautiful and gorgeous you are. Body worshiping and praising, especially since you are carrying his child. The amount of reassurance and sincerity that comes from his words makes you cry a lot, and it’s not because of your hormones. He’s so sweet and loving with his words towards you, it makes you fall in love with him all over again.

Goes to every appointment with you and never fucking misses one. Actually, he is the one to remind you about them. Has this soft look in his eyes as he looks at the ultrasound seeing your baby. Asks for at least two copies so he can frame one of them and hang it somewhere in the house.

Doesn’t care if it’s a boy or girl, as long it’s half of you that’s all that matters.

You always tell him your love and appreciation for all that he has done for you and the baby since he has a tendency to push himself a lot more than he has to. A kiss and a hug will do the trick because he goes all soft for you every time. It’s amusing to you how your huge, seemingly intimidating, husband can become a warm melted putty at the snap of your fingers. But then again, you have him wrapped around your finger completely.

Grows more cautious and protected once you go on maternity leave in your final months of the final trimester. Constantly asking how you are feeling that day or hour, grabs everything within arms reach if there is anything you need or could get you, if you need help with everything in general. It’s not the point of overbearing or suffocating, it gets a bit annoying but you know Toji means well. You assume he’s concerned and worried for you and the baby because he is afraid you will have complications during the birth. It’s terrifying to him to know there’s a slight chance you could die while giving birth to your baby and he couldn’t do anything to help you.

So when you DO go into labor, man’s is a bit scared but also prepared with your bag ready in hand. Drives you to the hospital, checks you in, and makes you feel comfortable while giving birth.

Is holding your hand during the whole thing while wiping away the sweat off your forehead and face.

Says encouraging and calming words to keep you focused and at ease. Guides you through deep breaths and keeps you grounded:

“Take a deep breath for me, Honey.”

“You’re doing so good, Mama. So amazing.”

“I’m here with you, Sweet Girl. Keep squeezing my hand. Trust me, it doesn’t hurt. Hold onto me, (Y/N).”

Sheds a few tears when your daughter comes out and starts crying. Kisses your cheek and forehead while praising you for doing a phenomenal job.

Cuts the cord while you’re coming down from your intense birthing process.

Lets you sleep and relax while he cuddles and holds your daughter with his shirt off for skinship.

Once you wake up, he buys you any food you want since you’re not pregnant anymore. Spoon feeds you while saying you did a wonderful job and asking how you feel.

Once you hold your daughter, he’s over the moon. You look so perfect and ethereal the man thanks the gods for blessing him with you as his wife and your daughter, the proof of your love.

Lets you name her since she is a girl and the first-born. You name her Tsumiki because it’s a cute name for a pretty girl. She gets most of her traits from you besides her hair texture. Toji comments that a pretty girl deserves a pretty name because she was birthed by an elegant and demure woman. You chuckle at him and his sappiness but it brings you a certain type of happiness that Toji was expressing this side of himself more comfortably.

Once discharged, gets the car to bring you and your daughter to your new home where she’ll and her sibling(s) grow up.

Lets you have your bonding time with Tsumiki while you’re on your six months maternity leave. He lives to see you hold and carry your daughter around the house.

Takes care of everything in the house and helps you out during your postpartum. Reminds you of your beauty, that he still loves you and your body, how grateful he is for everything you’ve done for giving him this life.

Gets the hang of parenting faster than you did. Toji already knows how to burp, change, feed, and bathe your daughter.

Lets you sleep and rest more when Tsumiki cries at night by getting up to calm her down himself. Ends up sleeping in the rocking chair with her on his chest.

Tries to play and entertain her as much as he can. Toji is more of a stuffed animal guy than dolls because they’re more inclusive and genderless. But he will buy dolls for Tsumiki when she asks for them once she's old enough.

Tears up when she takes her first steps as she tries to walk towards both of you.

Her first words were Papa for sure but then Mama two weeks later.

Tsumiki is a fairly calm and happy baby. Moves around but isn’t super hyper and energetic. Very smiley and giggly baby that brights up the room she’s in. Always puts you and Toji in a good mood.

Toji is the type of guy to wait for you to give him the green light for another child. Even though the doctor says you’ve made a good recovery, he ain’t pouncing on you until you tell him so. Your doctor asked if she needed to write a note that you weren’t ready for another baby for some time but you told her you’ll be fine because Toji isn’t THAT TYPE OF GUY. On top of respecting you and your body, Toji highkey wants to have age gaps with your children. Like at least a year and a half or so they can be close in age and grow up together, but also give time for you and him to adjust to being first-time parents.

It was after Tsumiki’s first birthday that you said you wouldn’t mind having another kid. Then Toji and you tried for another kid. Happened fast per usual with minimal effort once again. Toji’s goo is pretty strong lol.

He was there with you when you took the pregnancy test and it had the fable two lines. Hugs you close and is excited to give Tsumiki another sibling.

Unfortunately, your second pregnancy wasn’t as forgiving as your first. In fact, your second child was pretty brutal on you. You were more sensitive to everything and your symptoms multiplied by three. It was a struggle but you managed to pull through but barely.

Hurts Toji a lot because you’re in a lot of discomfort compared to being pregnant with Tsumiki. Steps up tenfold to help out and make things better for you.

Tsumiki just plays on the floor in her pen as you watch her while dealing with her younger sibling and Toji's making food in the background.

When you both found out it was a boy after a couple of months, you told Toji he can name the baby this time since you did with your first-born. It threw you off a bit when he said Megumi, a name that means blessing. You talked about names before but this was a new one both of you haven’t brought up yet. Perhaps it was a name Toji wanted but forgot to mention

Man, Megumi was a hard pregnancy. He was an energetic one in your womb. Always makes you lose sleep, loss of appetite, or straight up moody. Toji always talked to Megumi, lowkey begging him to be more gentle on you and not be so rough.

Once Megumi was born, you knew that’s Toji kid because he barely took anything from you. The nose, the eyes, the hair, even his small pout, it was all Toji. Toji was crying once again that your son is born but he takes after his old man. Tsumiki was just happy to see the little baby that is her younger brother.

After Megumi, you and Toji decide that this is ENOUGH children for now. Especially since you have two children under the age of three.

Megumi, however, was an interesting baby. Tsumiki likes being held by both you and Toji, she never picked favorites. Megumi, on the other hand, was attached to you like glue. Technically, all babies are but Megumi never liked being away from you. Megumi was very clingy when it came to you, his mama. You have to hold him or be in his line of sight if you’re not.

Megumi is a certified mama’s boy. He’s all sweet to you, with his gummy smile and bright big eyes as he laughs when you hold.

His first and only words were Mama for a while until he said Papa.

Megumi becomes fussy and cranky if you’re not in the room. He wants you there when he wakes up, to feed him, change him, bathe him, everything. If Toji has to do it, it will take double the time because Megumi is all uncooperative and resistant to his father’s attempts to care for him. It helps if you’re in the room or nearby then Megumi will behave but if that's because he knows you’re there.

Baby Megumi glares at Toji over your shoulder when you’re making his and Tsumiki’s food. Toji glares at his son's back. As he gets older and can walk, Megumi always runs towards you. Place himself on the couch, floor, chair, any surface he can sit on so he is seated next to you. One time, Toji’s head was in your lap as you watched the news in front of you. Megumi was mad because he was supposed to sit next to you. But Toji was faster than him and sat himself where he’s currently positioned. Tsumiki was in front of the couch playing with her stuffed animals on the floor. Megumi decided to grab his doggy plushie and started hitting Toji’s face with it. Toji yelped while you grabbed Megumi and placed him in your lap. Megumi holds onto you while you and your husband exchange shocked looks.

Megumi purposefully and accidentally cock blocks Toji. It’s explained more in this headcanon here.

It’s exhausting to take care of Megumi because he always wants you and never Toji. It kind of sucks because you want Megumi to bond with Toji more as you also don’t want to neglect Tsumiki as well.

Both of you take turns caring for your two kids. It’s so cute to see Megumi bonding with Toji as Megumi smiles a bit more when he’s with his dad. Tsumiki just likes hugging you and so you hold her ever so dearly.

Tsumiki and Megumi never really fight, which you find odd since it’s common for siblings to fight with each other. That’s when you keep observing and notice Tsumiki will let Megumi have his way even though she didn’t have to. Though you appreciate her being an older sibling, you have to remind her she can say no to Megumi if she doesn’t want to. Also reminding her to tell you or Toji if anything happens and not feel scared or ashamed for asking for help.

But Tsumiki is such a sweet child, she says she doesn’t mind at all when it comes to Megumi. But you brought it up to Toji because you don’t want Megumi to become very spoiled nor do you want Tsumiki to feel it’s okay to disregard her needs. Toji understands your concerns and tries to reassure you that he won’t let that happen as they get older.

While you were away from work, Megumi snatched Tsumiki’s pillow pet dolphin from her hands and Toji saw all of it. Toji put Megumi in time-out while he comforted Tsumiki. She wasn’t crying but he could tell she would have if he didn’t step in. Toji refrains from yelling and acting out because you told him that’ll strain his relationship with the kids. It’s easier and effective but it has long-term effects that negatively affect the parent-child relationship and the child themselves, something you knew all too well. So Toji is patient with Megumi, telling him it’s not nice to take things that aren’t his, especially when it’s his older sister’s stuff. That he should understand that Tsumiki doesn’t like it when he does and only lets him have them so he wouldn’t get upset. Toji makes Megumi apologize to Tsumiki but Tsumiki already forgave Megumi.

Toji being patient with his kids is hard and always tests him as a parent. Then he remembers how you told him having a family with him isn’t going to be the easiest thing in the world. But children deserve parents who will love and care for them unconditionally, who will be patient and understanding no matter what, to not make them wish they were someone else in order to please their parents. You didn’t want your children to experience what you did growing up and you believe Toji is someone who will help you make that dream come true. So he continues with his gentle/patient parenting method because he knows it will pay off in the end.

Since you’re going to work most of the day, he’s always the one to take care of them. Toji always takes them to the park or outside so they can run around and be kids. Forces them to go with him to run errands so they can get used to it. Megumi hates this while Tsumiki loves it. After some time, they get used to it and ask Toji to take them on the errand runs. Like going to the local butcher for meat then to the supermarket for everything else. Toji makes this a learning experience for the two by teaching them how to pick and order what they want. He teaches them what each ingredient is and explains why he buys it. Because of this, Megumi and Tsumiki know how to do errands by themselves and get things on the way home from school if Toji texts them to get something.

Megumi doesn’t admit it but he always follows Tsumiki’s lead. Especially when they start going to the same school together. When Tsumiki gets a fever/cold and can’t go to school, Megumi is a little nervous because he’s going by himself. So Toji had to comfort Megumi that he will be okay and Tsumiki will be proud of him for being able to go by himself.

Tsumiki is a quiet extrovert but Megumi is a raging introvert. Megumi, due to his aloof nature, doesn’t have many friends. You became worried because maybe there was something you weren’t noticing with Megumi. So you went to get Megumi checked out and the doctor ruled it out due to his personality and high intelligence. The doctor says it’s common for some children to prefer their own personal space rather than making friends. Though it does encourage you to have Megumi expose himself to kids around his age so he’s not socially distant.

This is where you and Toji butted heads for a bit. You don’t want to force Megumi into something that he doesn’t want. But Toji wants Megumi to interact with other kids that’s not Tsumiki so he can make friends. Megumi just doesn’t like people who are not his family. That’s the conclusion you both draw in the end.

Jungle gym Toji. Ever since they could crawl, Megumi and Tsumiki have been climbing on Toji like a rock wall. They hang off his arms, hold onto neck, climb onto his back, they’re all over him. Well, Toji is built like a mountain so it feels like they’re climbing Mt. Fuji. Toji isn’t bothered by this at all. In fact, he likes it when his kids are playing with him.

When Toji works out, whether it’s outside in the courtyard or in the workout room, he has the kids nearby playing somewhere. Would definitely ask Megumi and Tsumiki to sit on his back while he does push ups.

Hides his old weapons in the shed outside the house, he makes the excuse it’s for gardening tools and snow shovels so the kids aren’t curious.

Doesn’t do baby/kiddie talk to his kids. Obviously he’s gentle when he speaks to his kids but he also isn’t going to dumb things down for them. He’ll speak to them like a regular person but has a soft tenderness for children. It’s actually pretty sweet to see it.

The type of man to say to his children, “Isn’t Mama pretty? She is pretty, right?” Saying positive things about you to Megumi and Tsumiki. Then the two will say those lovely words back. You do this with Toji too. Telling the kids “Papa’s strong, right? He’s so cool.” “Papa made us this lovely dinner. Isn’t Papa amazing, you two?” Shit it so cute, I swear.

Speaking of food, Toji makes their lunches. From preschool to high school, he makes Megumi and Tsumiki’s lunches. It’s a challenge as they get older because both have different food preferences but he takes up on it. Just like with your lunch, everyone is in awe and jealous of their food. It’s always something good every time and it always smells good. Yuuji and Nobara ask Megumi if his dad could make them one and the next day Megumi brings two extra bentos for the both of them. Courtesy from Toji himself.

The type of man to make the kids their character bentos and eat the scraps/leftovers. Like the picture where the kid has a cute breakfast while the parent eats the cut out bread and fruit left over.

Family nap time! This is quite common in the Fushiguro household. You come home from work, sometimes earlier than scheduled, to see them laid out on the floor with a blanket underneath them. Sometimes, if the weather is enjoyable, they would nap outside. Toji is holding both kids in his burly arms while Tsumiki and Megumi hold each other’s hands. It’s so adorable that you have multiple pictures saved in an album in the house. You would join them as well. A family napping pile.

Speaking of which, you have many albums from over the years as a family. Up until the present day, you have so many pictures of your children and your husband having their little family moments. Some wholesome, some embarrassing, others are cool photos or stolen shots. I don’t know if this fits Toji but I’m projecting here: he’ll have photos of your family throughout the years on the walls and tables of your home. But mainly, the ones he loves the most are the portraits of the family. They’re five of them. The first one is of you and Toji, the second one is you two with baby Tsumiki, the third is you holding baby Megumi as Tsumiki is standing with Toji, the fourth is the four of you with the kids who are six and seven, then the fifth one is taken from present day where the kids are teenagers while you and Toji haven’t aged at all. All of them have you wearing formal wear/Kimonos. He gets these personally commissioned and they’re 17 inches(43.18 cm) by 14 inches(35.56 cm), which is fairly large.

Since you work 6 hours of the day, Toji always takes the kids to and from school. It’s not a problem for him nor the kids as they know you are working and making mula for them. The problem is, a lot of parents believe he’s a single dad. More so, the moms of the other students. Toji wears his wedding band on his LEFT FINGER that’s SHINING when the sun hits it and people still couldn’t take a hint. As he picks up the kiddos, a lot of moms go up to talk to him to pass time. He knows most of them are trying to flirt with him, very few only genuinely talk to him. Toji doesn’t play games when it comes to his status and is very blunt if the woman can’t get the message.

“I have a wife.”

“I’m married.”

“The love of my life and the mother of my children is working right now.”

Bro, some of these moms are jumping hurdles just to get a chance with Toji. Toji would keep on flashing his wedding band and they are fucking delusional to think they still got a shot. Someone thought he was a widower even though you were ALIVE AND WELL. Toji felt his eyes twitch as he scowled at the accusation. Toji legit wanted to push her but can’t because he’s a big guy and all. ‘Fuck, I can’t put my hands on a woman. I’ll have (Y/N) do it instead.’ Toji tells you about this and he is more mad than you are about it, which you don’t blame him for. On Friday afternoon, school’s out and the parents are picking up the kids. Tsumiki waits for Megumi outside his classroom door as they always walk out together to get picked up by Toji. As they walked out, they were surprised to see you with Toji in your work clothes. They went into a full on sprint in your direction and you crouched down to hug them both. After giving each other a good squeeze, they hugged Toji. The look on the woman’s face when she saw you was priceless. Tsumiki was hugging Toji while Megumi was reaching for you and you took him in your arms. You turn around and feign a friendly smile her way with such an elegant but dominant introduction.

“Oh hi! I’m (Y/N). You never saw me here since I work as a (occupation). Toji takes care of the kids when I’m away working. But I come every now and then when I get off early. Thanks for keeping my husband company! Though, you shouldn’t press on a married man when he refuses your advances. I mean, it’s not like his wife and the mother of his children has resources when most of the population doesn't. So, try to refrain yourself from stepping into the deep end, Dear. It was nice knowing you!”

Toji thought that was hot af. Tsumiki was hugging Toji’s neck because she was tired while Megumi glared at the woman. After that, no woman ever approached Toji after that.

FAMILY OUTINGS!!! Ugh, you always have one every weekend with your family. The favorites are the zoo and the park. Megumi on Toji’s shoulders while Tsumiki holds both you and Toji’s hands, she swings in-between the two of you. You go to all the exhibits your children want to go to. Tsumiki likes the marine enclosures while Megumi prefers more of the forest and savanna ones. You never could forget the way your son slightly bounces on his dad’s shoulders when he sees an elephant. He lets out a gasp of awe while calling out to you, “Mama mama, look! Look at the elephant!” “I can see it, Baby. You like elephants, Gumi?” “Yeah!” “What about you, Tsumiki-dear?” “I think they’re cool, Mama.” Toji tries to feed the animals but the animals are so scared of him like he is the most dangerous one which is true. This also goes for festivals as well, wandering the stalls and food stands. Toji winning every game you stop by and getting prizes his kids want, if his kids want it he’ll get it. The whole day is fun but exhausting once you come home. Toji carries the kids home along with the family bag. The kids are knocked out and easy to tuck in as you and Toji decompress.

As the kids get older and mature, it’s easier to go places like Kyoto. Megumi and Tsumiki are more of exploring and sight-seeing individuals, which makes it easy on you and Toji so you don’t have to spend a lot of money to do those extravagant things. They just want to experience the surroundings and life without sticking out too much. They like the trips when you all stay at a Ryokan Onsen, it’s relaxing. Especially for Megumi since he’s away from Gojo, Itadori, and Kugisaki. He loves his teacher and classmates but they can be a handful to deal with. Once they get older, they have school and you and Megumi have missions so these family outings happen less. But if everyone’s home, you four go out and do whatever depending on the weather. Spring and early summer are good times of the year because the cherry blossoms are in bloom and the weather is pleasant. You usually go out and have a picnic when the trees are blossoming. It’s simple but sweet to get together so your kids will have some memories they can look back on fondly.

There is this scenario that I can’t stop thinking about but it’s Toji coded: After a day of family bonding, Toji is standing in the train while you and your kids are sitting. It was full but not crowded. During one of the stops, Tsumiki ends up giving her seat to a pregnant woman who’s around her late stages of the 2nd trimester. Toji pets her head as she stands next to him, holding onto his pants as you send a sweet approving smile her way. She sends one back as she grips onto Toji to steady herself. Megumi is in our lap, completely gone into the world of dream as he clutches closer to you. The stop before the one you all get off, Tsumiki helps the pregnant lady up and walk her towards the door. The lovely lady thanks her, gives her a piece of paper to her family bakery which your family become regulars later on, before waving at her and you two. Mouthing ‘You have a wonderful daughter.' You and Toji glance at each other and smile. As your stop approaches, Tsumiki asks Toji if she can carry Megumi. He asks why and she replies, “Because Mama’s tired and I can carry Megumi for her.” Toji glances down at you and see the droopiness as they flutter to keep themselves open. He crouches down, pets Tsumiki on the head, saying she is a kind and sweet kid but he will take care of it. He asks her to give him your bag while he exchanges it for his jacket. Tsumiki places his jacket around you and Toji tells her to get into your lap. She does and you wrap your free arm around her. The next thing she knows, he’s carrying you in both of his arms while you hold your children. Once the train doors open, the incoming passengers are met with a towering man holding his sleeping wife and kids in his arms. They part to make way for him and he WALKS the whole way home. His arms never tired or aching. Tsumiki smiles up at him and comments how cool and strong he is, “You’re always strong and cool, Papa.” He just chuckles in his whole deep, simp-worthy, DILF voice before crouching down to let her stand since she grabbed the house keys. She unlocks the door and holds it open for him. They take off their shoes as Toji places you and Megumi on the couch while Tsumiki gets her Sanrio blanket to place it over you and her brother. You wake up an hour later to Toji cooking dinner as Tsumiki uses her color pencils on her coloring book. You wake up Megumi and have dinner together as a family.

Has no problem carrying you and his children in his arms. Like he can carry a 8 year old Tsumiki and a 7 year old Megumi like it’s nothing. He can carry you, Tsumiki and Megumi around without getting tired. You do the trend where Toji is holding you, Megumi and Tsumiki as kids then you retake the same picture but when the two are in their late teens. The point of those pictures were meant to show Toji is still strong; if not, stronger after becoming a father. If the kids fall asleep on the couch while watching a movie, he’s carrying them to their beds. They did their homework late at night on the kitchen table and are too tired to go to their rooms, he will take them to their beds no problem. You fell asleep on the couch because you came home extremely late from work or a mission. Toji is getting you to bed with him using his oversized shirt as your PJs. When Megumi, Yuuji and Nobara are out cold from their sleepover, Toji covers them with a huge blanket and gives them each a pillow.

I discuss this a little bit in this but I’ll expand upon it here. Megumi and Tsumiki are way less traumatized. Megumi has sass and is aloof but that’s his personality. The reality is, Megumi isn’t as withdrawn or quick to make assumptions about people. He seems reserved but his walls aren’t thick or tall. He’s not going to summon Mahoraga in every death situation but just sometimes uses it as a last resort because he hasn't pushed himself to his limits. It’s more of the lack of knowledge behind his technique since you and Toji can only know so much. Plus you and Toji, specifically Toji, aren’t letting the Zen’in clan be near your children. Tsumiki also isn’t inclined to act more mature and take on adult responsibilities. She is allowed to be a kid and have a childhood, same goes with Megumi. Plus, the two are raised in a loving household. Is it a traditional one? Nope, not in the slightest. Their mom works while their dad stays at home. But it's a functional, healthy, content family. You and Toji have tried to set good examples for your children on love, relationships, and the process of communicating. There are some pitfalls every now and then. Yet Megumi and Tsumiki have seen honesty, patiences, and openness when you and Toji talk things out.

Plus they know the rule you and Toji have: never fight in front of the kids. Matters between you and your husbands are between you two only. You never wanted to drag your children into the argument themselves. Obviously, when they are younger, you have to explain to them that you and Toji weren’t on the same page and are mad at each other. As they get older, you explain what the argument/conversation was about transparently. Megumi and Tsumiki also notice how after you and Toji clear up things the both of you never made snide remarks about each other in the slightest. This helps the kids out a lot because they never felt like walking on eggshells. That’s why Tsumiki and Megumi never really worried about you and Toji splitting over bad blood. They know you and Toji aren’t going to stay stubborn for long and make up no matter the circumstances. But there was an argument that both of them never can forget. They didn’t witness it themselves but they knew it was the worst argument you both had, and this happened when Tsumiki and Megumi were TEENAGERS. It lasted for a WHOLE DAY, the longest you two have been in the waters of the aftermath. The two of them wanted to say something but they knew better when you and Toji told them to not involve your affairs. It was worrying them to the point Megumi asked Tsumiki if this would create a rift. However, being the older sister she is, says the both of you will work through it. And she was right when the two of them came home to see you and Toji on the engawa wrapped up in each other’s arms with a blanket over you both.

Tsumiki loves the flowers and plants in your garden beyond the courtyard. When you take her outside and show her the pretty flowers and plants, she has this sparkle in her eyes as you touch and hold the flowers up to her. As she gets older, she spends most of her time in the garden as you are sitting under the tree with your blanket keeping the dirt away from you. When you mentioned to Toji the garden would look better if there were more plant diversity, the man is handing you a list of your favorite plants and flowers you want. The next few days to weeks, the plants you wanted are already in your garden and blending in well with your home. He is also doing this legally, and doesn't want to be a bio-terrorist by accident.

Toji does this with Tsumiki too. She had this book about flowers from her school’s library and told him that those flowers were pretty and nice. She kept drawing them, saying they would look good in the garden. The next week, there was a bush of them in her favorite spot. Your garden becomes the Garden of Eden with the amount of plant life you and Tsumiki bring in. You do basic gardening but Tsumiki and Toji have the green thumbs in the family. They’re the ones doing maintenance on the garden. Mostly Toji since Tsumiki goes to school and isn’t always home.

Toji does all the planting, replotting, mulching, everything a garden needs. The type to cut the hedges into a perfect shape because it fills his ego and makes him productive. Like one time, Megumi brings over Yuuji and Nobara to hangout and they see Toji cutting the hedges into a cool dragon. Toji wipes the sweat off his forehead to see the fruits of his labor, smirking to himself saying, “I’m so fucking good at this. I’m literally the best.”

Megumi lets his Shikigami out into the garden because they like to hang out outside. The only ones allowed in the house are his divine dogs because Toji doesn't want to see a huge owl or elephant in the living room.

Come to think of it, you and Tsumiki are the main ones who decide what goes in and out of the house. The flowers and the garden were just an example. Furniture, appliances, the color of the blinds and curtains, the interior and exterior, hell everything at this point. If you and Tsumiki made a comment about the appearance of something and it started with the words if, what, wonder, he’s already pulling the catalog for ideas. It’s mostly curiosity but if both you and Tsumiki bring it up, he’s changing it to your liking. Megumi never understands this because he’s the “it is what it is” or “I’m fine with it.” Megumi would be visiting home from school and sees Toji rearranging some of the furniture or building something from scratch in the backyard and he doesn’t question it.

Speaking of which, besides the appliances/photos/silverware/complicated items, almost everything in the house is made by him or customized by him. Tsumiki and Megumi’s rooms? Toji made them into their liking. The main bedroom? All Toji’s work. Not one spot in this house hasn’t been adjusted or changed by Toji. That’s why you credited your house to being the perfect home, all because of Toji. You always remind him that his work is much appreciated around this house. He’ll just smirk but you can see the way his ears fade into a pink rose color. He loves it when you say stuff like that to him. IF the kids say it to him, his grin is stuck on his face for a whole 24 hours.

THE HANGOUT HOUSE! You know how there’s always that one friend where almost every hangout occurs at their home? That’s Megumi, it’s literally him. Technically since Yuuji permanently lives in the dorms and Kugisaki used to live in the countryside, Megumi is the only person in the trio to have an official home. They pass by it a lot when they go exploring or hanging out. Megumi never said anything but the two notice how he stares at it for some time. Then some shenanigans happen and they had to take cover in Megumi’s home. Mind you, Yuuji and Nobara were looking at Megumi like he committed a war crime when he b-lined to the house. And they know it’s a nice house. They were yelling at Megumi saying they were trespassing and they’ll be in some deep shit if they get caught. But Megumi yells at them to trust him as he opens one of the doors. Then Yuuji and Nobara start begging him to not get them killed because they finally see that the home is a literal MANSION. They think they’re cooked by whomever lives here. But from Megumi’s reaction, they’re wondering if Megumi knows the person that lives here. Then when they go inside the actual home, they slide off their shoes and walk to what’s the common area of the house(kitchen/living room). Then Yuuji notices one of the photos and sees kid Megumi and three other people. Nobara shoves herself to see it and they both turn around to Megumi grabbing a pitcher of some sort of drink out of the fridge. “YOU LIVE HERE, FUSHIGURO!?!?” “Oi, not so loud! My sister isn’t home yet but my parents are so quiet.” They don’t meet Toji here but later on because he was doing something with Shui. But you pop in and the students instantly recognize you. You force Megumi to show them around the house and they are in absolute awe. The moment they see his cool ass room, this house is their default hangout spot.

Sleepovers happen often, Megumi doesn’t want them to but you insist since he could just use one of the bigger guest bedrooms or his own room if he wanted. They stay up watching movies, shows, or watching youtube videos or documentaries just because. They do the laughing challenge to see if Megumi actually laughs. He does but fewer far in between.

Toji embarrasses the hell out of Megumi. You don’t purposefully but by accident. Yuuji and Nobara would see Toji going into the kitchen to get a glass of water, see the color drain from Megumi’s face, then ask Toji about anything relating to Megumi. Then Toji spills the TEA on Megumi, it’s so funny. If Megumi won’t spill then his dad definitely would. Megumi’s face becomes like a tomato when anything about him comes out of his dad’s mouth.

Your house is stocked up on everything. There’s nothing in this house you wouldn’t have. Nobara needed some period products and you literally gave her a basket full of them. If she needs something else, you run to the store to get it for her. Yuuji forgot his toothpaste? You gave him a new tube and another one for his dorm. You tell them to ask you or Toji for anything if they need it. Nobara and Yuuji ask you to adopt them.

After a certain point, they just come over and ask for you instead of Megumi. He gets so annoyed and mad at them for it.

But you always insist on sleepover because Megumi finally has friends that he can call his own. It makes you happy he surrounds himself with good people and Toji agrees.

They know Megumi is balling in money which he always denies. But Yuuji brings up that Megumi has a Gameboy, Gameboy color, a DS lite, 3DS XL, a Switch OLED in his room. They’re all blue with every Pokémon game to have ever been released. He’s not beating the rich allegations.

Megumi is so irritated with Toji, it’s absolutely hilarious. I said it before and I’ll say it again: once Megumi is high school age, he’s an angsty teenager. Dude just gets so annoyed at his dad for existing, he only imagines it’s just you, him, and Tsumiki only. Toji asks him to do something, will do it but will grumble under his breath about it. But if you or Tsumiki ask him to do something, he has no attitude. Megumi is more softer with his sister and you but his dad? Nah, if he inherits everything from his dad, he’ll use them to his disposal against his Pops. He and Toji butt heads a lot but it’s never serious. Tsumiki sometimes wants to stop it but you tell her it’s a father son bonding thing.

Megumi inherited Toji’s grumpiness. Actually Megumi inherited a lot of things from Toji but he doesn’t want to admit it. Physically, Megumi is a mini version of Toji. Personality-wise, fairly similar. It’s just his hair curls up a bit but you believe it’s a recessive gene from a distant relative that decided to come out in a rare time.

Never tell Megumi he looks and acts like his dad. It will temporarily ruin his mood for like an hour or so. He legit got so mad. Put a side by side picture of the two and show it to him and he’ll walk away. If he’s compared to his mom? The saintess who does no wrong? Hell yeah he’ll take up the compliment. But his old man? He has his own personal beef with that. It’s when you or Tsumiki tell him he’s like Toji because you’re his family and know his antics better than anyone. But if it was someone like Gojo-sensei? He’s throwing a roast back. “Man, Megumi-kun. You’re just like old man Toji, grumpy and full of attitude.” “And that’s the same old man who was able to beat you and lived. I don’t wanna hear anything from you, Gojo-sensei.” Gojo cried to you about why your son was so mean to him while Suguru was absolutely done with him.

Tsumiki took a picture of Megumi when his hair was still damp from a shower, he looked so much like Toji. She showed you the picture and you asked her to send it to you. She shows Toji and Toji smirks to himself, knowing he’ll dangle that over Megumi’s head for as long as he lives. Toji gets his and Megumi’s side by side comparison framed in the house lol.

Sometimes Satoru, Suguru, and Shoko babysit younger Megumi and Tsumiki when you and Toji are busy. Tsumiki loves them, tolerating Satoru at best. But Megumi is irked by Satoru’s presence and only hangs out with Shoko and Suguru. Hates Gojo’s constant teasing but from pure annoyance. He and Tsumiki grow up with them and that’s why both of them know the three long before anyone else did.

Megumi gets irritated during Middle and High School because his parents are HOT. He remembers when his classmates from middle school would ask who’s the woman waving at him/man that grins his directions. Megumi grimaces and says “That’s my mom/dad.” Then his peers would start gushing about how gorgeous and demure you are/handsome and attractive Toji is. He wants them to shut up about it. If it’s only one of you, some of his peers would say, “Can your mom/dad fight?” Megumi wanted to punch them so badly, but refrains himself because he doesn’t want to waste his punches on a rando. It doesn’t help when he goes to the same school as Tsumiki, it’s the same THING. He knows people gush about him but he could care less. It just irritates him to no end when others do it on his family members. So when both you and Toji show up to school to take Megumi and Tsumiki out, everyone is just looking at Megumi and his attractive family. They can see where he got his genes from. His gene pool was created by divinity itself. His mom’s attractive, his dad’s attractive, his sister’s attractive, then they look at Megumi and see that he’s attractive. It gets worse with Yuuji and Nobara. They make remarks about it every time, how show stopping your looks are, his dad had people of all sexualities swooning, and his sister made people have hearts in their eyes.

Nobara: “That’s not fair! Fushiguro gets his amazing looks and genes from the two most heavenly beautiful people in the world and he’s not using them! God has favorites for sure.”

Yuuji: “But Fushiguro-kun is using his good-looks though, Kugisaki! He’s just the more silent, mysterious, aloof type of guy that every secretly wants, you'know?”

Megumi: “Can you two just shut it right now!? Stop talking about my parents or appearance! Focus on the damn mission!”

Family dinners are silent but content. Everyone always eats together whenever possible since Toji’s done cooking dinner at 6:30pm. There’s some talking here and there but everyone is more focused on enjoying the meal Toji cooks for them. The kids clean up after themselves and usually fill the sink with hot water to place their dirty dishes inside. They prefer to eat their dad’s cooking any day. Yuuji and Nobara come over to have dinner every now and then. That’s when it’s more lively since they’re always gushing about Toji’s food.

Your children are so protective of you because of their father. Toji tells them there are some people out there that won’t respect you and tells Megumi and Tsumiki it’s their job to tell him if anyone bothered them or you. They mostly tell him about the amount of men who try to hit on you even though you said you’re already married to Toji, flashing your wedding ring, when you pick up Megumi and Tsumiki from school. Toji shows up with you, sizing up every male in the vicinity while puffing his chest. You roll your eyes but silently admit it was hot. It doesn’t change when they get older, they just hide it better. You could be in the grocery store in the produce section and some guy is hitting on you. You don’t have your wedding ring on because your fingers were sore and it hurt to wear jewelry on your hand. But you wore it on in a necklace. The guy wasn’t taking no for an answer until he saw two people behind you, staring down this man. It’s your son and husband. Then your daughter pops up and steals you away to look at a sale of some fruits she wanted. Leaving the poor man in the wrath of Megumi and Toji. They only put their hands on someone if they harass you or down right disrespect in any form. Mostly they’ll give a talk to the individual that’s not so courtesy of you. The best thing about this whole thing? The teens and Toji saw it all happen and made it into a whole operation. Tsumiki was in on it too, bruh. The men collectively agree to stare down any person that looked at you funny. Tsumiki isn’t so serious but she’s more subtle with her warnings and hints. You remembered when Toji was talking to Megumi about dealing with these situations. “Megumi, when you bring your dogs out, I need you to have them bite the guy in the balls if they try something with your mother or snatch their bag if they’re a woman.” “TOJI!” “I was thinking about the same thing, Dad.” “MEGUMI (L/N) FUSHIGURO! PLEASE! I can’t with you two!”

Those family talks. Like when Megumi opens up to you or Toji about something, it could be anything but it’s mostly personal things. You know it’s serious when it’s just him sitting at the kitchen table while you and Toji are doing something in the kitchen. Hitting you with the “Can I ask you two something?” Then you and Toji give Megumi your undivided attention to let him know you’re listening and paying attention. These happen with Tsumiki too but she’s already an open book and isn’t as reserved as Megumi. You both give your commentary and advice when asked, sometimes you let Megumi rant or let out his bottled up feelings. Surprisingly, unsurprisingly, Toji gives out insightful advice that Megumi takes into account every time his dad speaks. This is also how you become closer to your son and daughter, even your own husband.

They are allowed to swear in the house but Toji’s rule is “You can swear but it can’t be towards someone.” But the kids didn’t swear until they were in junior high.

The house doesn’t have much talking but it’s not the uncomfortable kind. It’s the kind where everyone is enjoying each other’s presence with no need for talking. It’s functional in your household, so it works with your family.

Don’t remind Toji that Megumi and Tsumiki will eventually move out and have their own lives because Toji will get all soft and emotional about it.

Toji and you are living the dream life. A nice house and property. A loving family with two wonderful children to ever bless you and your husband. And a healthy life where your family is close. Toji never thought he could’ve had this life but he now he does. This is the greatest middle finger and ‘fuck you’ to the Zen'in clan.

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pseudowho · 2 months

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As usual, I have no one to talk about this but... Have you seen those "mom instincts are cool, but let's talk about dad reflexes for a sec" vids???

Kento with dad reflexes? (Pretty sure he already has it when he's single or even in canon when Yuji is accompanying him in missions lmao)

I'm just in my bed giggling, kicking my feet because I can imagine him having those like when his baby girl would trip and he moves so FAST to catch her 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 man idk where I'm going with this it's just making me go skkdkddkdjd

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The footsteps were slow, slick, echoing-- considered. At this stage, Kento didn't know if he and Yuuji were being hunted, or if they were the hunters. He suspected both.

The mansion fell apart around them, broken pipes lazily spewing sewage and muck. Kento felt the softly yielding floorboards beneath his feet, aware that if he wasn't careful, the second floor would very quickly become the first floor and--

"Oi, Nanamin!" Bounding, youthful footsteps hopped up beside Kento, who felt and heard the repercussions up the walls, the crack in the floorboards, the imminent collapse--

With the barest flash of movement, the floor beneath Yuuji's feet was missing, and Yuuji hung by his collar in Kento's iron grip, slowly rotating in the air as floorboards rumbled away with distant clatters. Otherwise, silence. A mildly dismayed hum from Kento, as he twizzled his blade in his other hand.

"Wow, Nanamin! Good refle--"

"Please make sure I do not have to use them, Itadori-kun."

"Ah...yeah."

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Curse-killing on a moving Subway train in the middle of the night wasn't the sort of overtime Kento needed...but when he heard the mission had been given to you, and you alone, he felt a sickening twist of anxiety in his gut. Not that you knew how he felt.

Kento bridled with incandescent rage, seeing you tumble down the rattling carriage, pinballing between poles and seats. Your fatal blow to this filthy Curse was not fatal quickly enough.

"Come on! It's dead, time to--" Kento's call was cut short, sensing imminent disaster as you kicked the door through on the opposite end of the carriage, and the Curse staggered into the walls, making the carriage list sideways, making you list sideways at the open door in your bullet-shot speed through this gloomy tunnel--

All at once, you felt yourself falling from the moving train, rolling and tumbling but wrapped up in something so warm that smelled so good.

You rolled to a stop, still full-body bear-hugged by Kento. You lay under him for a moment, face to chest through the torn off buttons of his shirt. He unfolded you with a soft sigh, hands and knees planted either side of your head and hips.

"Wow, Kento. Good refle--"

"Dinner, I--...we should go out for dinner."

"Oh. Like...now?"

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"Daddy, watch this--"

One little blonde girl, suspended and giggling upside down, caught. Kento, sighing, holding her by her ankle by the tree she was almost certainly too small to climb.

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"Jump, jump, jump, jump, ju--"

A full-suited barrel-roll across the living room, a near-miss with a tiny head and a coffee table corner. The boy peered sheepishly up at his daddy, whose narrow brown eyes glowered down in silent disapproval.

"Daddy, I was jumpi--"

"Hush. Be more careful."

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"I'll race you--"

"No, I'm winning I'M WINNING I'M---"

A flash of movement. One little boy and one little girl, hunched over and suspended by the backs of their jeans, spinning and surprised.

Kento grunted once, loaded down with shopping bags, hooking the boot of the car up with one foot, his keys between his teeth. He spat his keys onto the seat.

A truck barrelled past, its driver certainly not looking for little people. Kento grunted again, dropping children and shopping bags.

"Do not-- I repeat, do not run in the car park."

"...sorry daddy."

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You reached out towards Kento, seeing something glimmer in the honey-blond of his hair. His hand snapped up, grasping yours reflexively round the wrist. He let go immediately, apologetic.

"Sorry, I--...rough day with the kids." You smiled, stroking his cheek, and he leaned into your soft palm, planting a kiss there. Your gaze wandered to his hair again. Kento raised an eyebrow at you.

"What?"

"You've, uhm...got a grey hair."

Silence. A moderately dismayed hum.

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I agree. Nanami Kento has dad reflexes.

-- Haitch xxx

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gojosoath · 8 months

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the world underneath your skin — toji fic

pairing: toji fushiguro x fem!reader (uses she/her pronouns)

tags: romance x ANGST x like a SHIT TON OF ANGST x AU (no sorcerer stuff in this au) x action x violence x soft!toji x

Table of Contents // my ao3 // taglist form

taglist: @sakinotfound ;@nanamingojo; @bubs-world ; @saskamo ; @wo-ming-bai

a/n: soft!toji makes me feral. despite his aloof exterior, this man def craves cuddles . (he won't admit it, but he's totally into being the little spoon too). reblogs are encouraged!

WARNINGS FOR THIS CHAPTER: slight SA at the end of this chapter done to y/n

Part 7: I Need You (wc: 5.8k)

Toji always gets his assignments done simply; go in and get out. As an assassin, you were never supposed to get stuck in the labyrinth of the humane side of your targets. Toji stripped his targets down in his mind as the key to his transactions — that’s all they were. Sometimes the dawning feeling would creep in on him if he did this so all the people he had killed wouldn’t suffocate him.

Shiu asked Toji, “Why are your clothes wet?”

Toji deadpans, “I went for a swim.”

Shiu didn’t push it any further than that. The silencer was set on the handgun he was going to use to kill his target — the woman with whom he had slept only hours before. When Shiu and Toji arrived, as always, Shiu stayed in the car. Toji entered the mansion by using an instrument that could cut through glass. He climbed through a window — the one that led to the woman, Jess’s, bedroom.

The woman, Jess, entered the bedroom in a bathrobe and damp hair. In a split second, Toji lifted his arm and shot the woman. She fell to the ground with a thud, blood beginning to pool around the bullet wound. It was a perfect headshot. Toji never looked at his targets long enough after killing them — he turned around to get out the same way he entered.

“Mom?”

Toji froze and slowly turned his head back and at the doorway of the bedroom, stood a trembling child. The child stared at their mother who lay on the floor. The child then looked over at Toji, the two of them locking gazes. The child’s facial expression matched his mother’s state — lifeless.

Something stung in Toji, it crippled his insides and screamed at him how much of a nasty monster he was. But that’s the thing about being an assassin, no matter what comes up, you have to move forward to finish the assignment. And that’s exactly what Toji did — jumping back down from the window and running over to the car where he and Shiu drove off.

Toji was silent throughout the entire car ride. Shiu didn’t say anything either. There was no radio playing, just complete silence. Toji asked Shiu for a cigarette and was handed one. As Toji took his first drag, he thought about how you first reacted when you found out he smoked. Even though Toji had just killed someone, he felt the corners of his lips turn upwards. He wondered, would you still kiss him after witnessing him killing someone’s mother in front of them?

Toji followed the usual precautions after a complete assignment — tossing the weapons into the river. If it were any other night, Toji would stroll to his usual bar and get himself drunk. Instead, he went back to his place which greeted him with silence as it always did. Toji peeled his clothes that stuck to his skin and took a cold shower.

┅

The day of Toji’s appointment with you comes around again — and he is excited to see you. He wonders if you’ll still be mad at him, considering how he left abruptly the last time you two saw one another. Whenever Toji looked down at his hands, his wrists had light pink markings from the handcuffs. The sight always made Toji smile along with blood rushing to his dick.

To Toji’s surprise, when he arrived at your clinic, he saw you locking up the front door. He had taken a cab to your clinic. You didn’t acknowledge him. Toji walked up to you, “Ignoring me, sweetheart?” He called out.

You still didn’t acknowledge him and began walking over to your parked car in the lot. Toji went over to your car by the passenger side, setting his arms over the hood of the car.

“This is not professional of you,” He remarks with a smile, and this earns him a glare from you.

You huff out in exasperation, “Sorry, forgot to tell you that something came up tonight.”

“I’m your customer,” Toji defended, “I’m going to leave a very bad review on your website.”

You continue to glare at him and snap, “Are you threatening me?”

Toji chuckles, “By leaving a bad review? Yes,” He confirms.

Your nostrils flare, scowling, “I can’t give you a massage tonight. We’ll have to do it next week.”

“You’re mad that I left quickly last time,” Toji blurts, “right?”

You only say, “Goodnight, Toji,” your keys jingling as you unlock your car door. Toji leans off of your car and takes out a cigarette, placing it between his lips. He lights it up, exhaling the smoke. The passenger window is rolled down, followed by your grim tone, “What are you doing?”

Toji crouches so he can see you, he holds out his cigarette between his fingers, “Smoking,” He states smugly.

“Well, it’s disgusting,” You comment harshly.

Toji chuckles again, this time leaning against the open window, his arms dangling inside your car, “Wanna go for a ride?”

“So you can just use me for sex and then leave?” You snap.

Toji watches you silently as smoke surrounds him, the glowing at the end of the cigarette illuminates against his features; making him appear captivating. His eyes scan your face, he takes one last drag and then flicks the cigarette to the side, “There,” He nods his head to the side where the cigarette lies on the ground, “just for you.”

You scoff, “Real romantic of you.”

“Well?” He asks, “Wanna go for a drive or not?”

You lean over the center console and stare at him sternly, “I understand that we’ve fucked each other a couple of times but that doesn’t mean I’ll let myself be objectified to just that — some kind of sex doll.”

“We don’t have to have sex,” Toji responds with a leveled tone, “I genuinely want to see you.”

“I can drive,” You mumble, “get in.” Toji stands up straight and opens the door, getting into the passenger side. “Buckle up,” You tell him.

“You a reckless driver?” Toji jokes.

“No, but if I end up not being able to stand you then I’ll step on the brakes and send you flying out the window,” You snide with a smile planted on your lips.

Toji puts his hands up as if he’s surrendering, “I promise to not get on your nerves tonight, Miss L/N.”

You start the car, rolling your eyes, “Whatever.”

You drive out of the clinic parking lot, not even knowing where you’re going. So you end up deciding to drive around aimlessly, with no set destination.

When you come to a stop light, Toji speaks up, “I like your hair up like this,” He nods at you, referencing your hair being put up in a ponytail.

“Really?” Your hand reaches back and pulls it out from its grasp, your hair falling. You and Toji stare at each other for a moment and both of you break out into small laughter. You place the back of your hand to your lips and look out the window, hating that you allowed yourself to get comfortable around him. The light turns green and you’re driving again. You find yourself driving into an empty parking lot of a closed grocery store.

“Are your wrists okay?” You ask quietly, looking down at your hands in your lap.

“They’re a little sore,” Toji grins, “they could use some massaging.”

You look at him through your eyelashes, not wanting to make full-on eye contact with him. You answer by putting your palm out and he places his wrist on top of it. His hands are so large compared to yours — they’re calloused, scarred, and strong. His nails are cut short, there’s a wristwatch he’s got on. You gently turn it the other way so you can unclasp the watch that looks very expensive. Your eyebrows furrow as you struggle in trying to figure out how to unclasp it. Toji places his fingers over yours, pressing down and the watch clicks as it extends open.

You brush off the way your whole body heats up with elation at such a simple touch from him. You take off the watch and set it in the middle of your car console. You examine his wrist, turning it so it hits the light that illuminates from the light pole you two are parked under. Sure enough, there’s a light pink imprint from where the handcuffs were clasped around. You try not to let your mind become flooded with the memories of how Toji looked, sounded, and felt as you edged him on.

“Are you gonna massage it?” Toji’s voice breaks you out of your lost thoughts.

You look up from his wrist to meet an amused look on his face. You drop his wrist and cross your arms over your chest, “I already told you I’m not giving you a massage tonight.”

Toji clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth, “How can I make it up to you?” He offers, and his tone is surprisingly gentle.

You retort, “I don’t know what you want from me.”

“I want to keep seeing you,” He tells you, you can feel his eyes on you.

You inhale sharply through your nose, “So what you said last time wasn’t just pillow talk?”

“I said a lot of things last time,” Toji remarks, unbuckling himself and shifting so he can sit more comfortably — spreading his legs as far as they can go in the seat and turning slightly so he’s facing you more.

“You promised me that you’d fuck me for the rest of my life,” You recall out loud.

Toji leans his head back against the car window, looking at you through half-lidded eyes, a full-on boyish smile on his scarred lips. “Of course, I meant that — when I make a promise, I keep it. Always.”

You look out the window to hide the way your face burns at his words, “How do I know you’re not just using me for sex?”

“Because I want to see you,” Toji reiterates.

You ask sheepishly, “Do you want to cuddle then?”

Toji opens the passenger side of the car, surprising you. He closes it and then opens the back passenger door, getting into the back. You turn around in your seat, lips parted in confusion.

Toji pats the empty spot next to him, “You coming?”

You turn off the car and climb over into the back, where Toji helps you by holding your hand. You sit in the spot next to him with a huff. His arm immediately goes around you, pulling you in so your two bodies are pressed. His other arm pushes your legs over so they’re laid out over his lap. Your ankles dangle off the edge of the car seat.

“There we go,” Toji notes, looking down at you. You’re silent for a moment, then hesitantly, set the side of your face against his chest. Your arm wraps around his small waist, and you hold your breath, waiting for his reaction.

Toji brings his lips to the crown of your head, making you feel like you’re melting. You finally relax against him, closing your eyes. You can hear his heartbeat against your ear, and it surprises you, his heart is racing.

You find this the perfect moment to tease him, “What’s wrong? Are you shy?”

His chest vibrates underneath you as he chuckles, “What can I say? You make me excited.”

His words have you charmed and feeling warm on the inside. You two sit there in silence, You’re not sure how much time has passed, all you know is Toji’s embrace. The world outside of your car slips away. Your eyes slowly close, in a state of almost falling asleep. Your head rises up and down to the rhythm of Toji’s steady breathing from his chest. You feel his hand in your hair, brushing it back with his fingers, followed by a chaste kiss on your forehead.

“I didn’t take you to be a cuddler,” You remark softly.

Toji continues to gently touch you, his hand stroking the back of your head, “Who doesn’t like cuddling?”

A smile creeps onto your lips as you lightly goad, “Men like you.”

Toji brings his lips back to your forehead, but instead of kissing you, he speaks against your skin, “Well, I guess I have to show you the man I am then, huh?”

You open your eyes and look up at him through your eyelashes, “Yeah,” You agree, giving him a light squeeze with your arms, “you’ll have to show me.”

You notice that he doesn’t have the stubble from last time. Your hand comes up to the side of his face and he leans into it, a small smile on his lips. Your thumb traces over his cheek, taking your time to remember how his skin feels smooth without the facial hair. Gradually, your fingers move down to the corner of his lips, finding their way to his pretty scar.

“Can I guess how you got this?” You propose.

Toji hums, flashing you a smile, “How about if you guess wrong, you have to give these bad boys the massage they deserve?” He lifts his hand, wiggling his wrist side to side.

Your hand goes to his, palm resting against his, initiating to hold it. Both of your fingers lace with one another, his calloused skin in contrast to your soft ones. “It must have been a fight,” You begin, waiting for his reaction, “Is that correct?’

Toji’s eyes scan your face before answering, “It was through violence, yes.”

You giggle happily, slightly kicking your feet, “So, I got it correct?”

“Well, that’s too broad,” Toji objects, “you need to be more specific.”

You pout, “Come on,” slouching against him. Your intertwined hands stay that way, in deep thought about how he got the scar that you don’t even realize his thumb rubbing small circles on your hand. “If it was through violence, and it’s a scar like that,” Your eyes flicker up to his lips, “it looks like it was done by a knife.”

Toji leans down, his nose bumping in with yours. The movement was unexpected so it has your face flushed with heat. His lips brush against your cheek, and in a whisper, he says, “You’re correct.”

The two of you stay close that way for a brief moment, your heart trying to leap out of your ribcage. God, he’s irresistible. All you want to do is ride him right then and there. You change the atmosphere by directing your attention to his hand, more specifically, your intertwined hands.

“Let me take a closer look at them,” You have to take your fingers out from his grasp and bring his wrist closer to you. Toji watches you with an amused look on his face, fully aware of your flustered state.

“You got it right, you know,” Toji says, “you only needed to massage my wrists if you got it wrong.”

“I know,” You state, your fingers already working at massaging his tense wrists. You can feel him relax, a sigh of contentment leaving his lips.

“You’re really good, you know,” Toji comments, “at what you do.”

You try to act laid back, shrugging your shoulders, “It’s my job.”

“Still,” Toji adds, “you’re good at it.”

You massage his wrist in silence, using your thumbs to create upward motions underneath his wrist. Once you’re done, you bring his wrist up to your lips and give it a peck. Toji flinches at the movement in surprise but eventually rests against the backseat of your car as you move onto his next wrist. You do the same routine and then finish it off with another kiss to it once you’re done.

Your hands move to his chest, turning more to your side so that you can lean up and press your lips against yours. Toji grunts in surprise, and you pull an inch back, already feeling the heat that builds up between your bodies.

“I want you,” You whisper, “can I?” Your fingers have already moved to the collar of his white dress shirt, tugging at it.

“Miss L/N,” His voice is slightly shaky, “are you sure you want to do this?”

You nod your head, “I do. You?”

Toji curses under his breath, his hips beginning to grind against your thighs that are against his lap. “Of course I do,” He answers, his large hand coming to the side of your face, “I told you, I keep my promises.”

The two of you kiss, it’s passionate and filled with yearning. It’s evident both of you at this point miss one another whenever you two are apart. Your hands anchor onto the collar of his white button-up while one of his arms is wrapped around your back and the other on the side of your face. Your noses bump with one another as the two of you angle your faces for more access to one another. His tongue brushes against your bottom lip, pushing it into your mouth where you obediently open it for him to have more room. He sighs into your mouth from your actions, the sound of your tongues swirling around one another filling up the car.

You two go at it for a while that way, sloppy tongue kissing with both of you being handsy with one another. You feel his firm chest with your hand that then moves to his large biceps, feeling him up shamelessly through the fabric. One of his hands palms your ass, squeezing it to his desire while the other one has moved up to the back of your neck. The two of you find yourselves shifting, where you’re laid further back until your back is against the seat and he’s hovering over you. You’re hazy at this point, out of breath, your thighs squeezing against one another. His fingers lace themselves into your hair, his tongue practically touching the back of your throat. He’s moaning and groaning, continuing to rub his hardened crotch against you.

He gives you a break, his forehead resting against yours as both of you catch your breaths. Despite it being dark, you catch the way his lips shimmer from your saliva. You catch the way his eyes soften as he traces his thumb alongside your face, making you shiver. You can feel it, there’s something different between the two of you tonight. You can’t pinpoint what it exactly is, but it’s the way he’s looking at you and touching you. His thumb moves to the corner of your mouth, and you open it without him having to say anything. He places it in and you suckle on it, eyes fluttering shut from how good it feels.

“Good girl,” You hear him say, voice low, “How are you always so good to me?”

You swirl your tongue around his thumb, prompting him to shove it further into your mouth until you gag. He pulls out at that point, leaving you to feel empty. You frown, a whimper coming from somewhere in you that surprises you. Toji chuckles, making up for it as he leans down to kiss you on the mouth again. Something brushes up against your chest, hitting the bare skin of your collarbone. When you break the kiss to look, it glints underneath the street lights; he’s wearing a necklace. That’s new. Instinctively, your fingers take hold of the necklace, specifically the pendant at the end of it. Toji above you freezes, his green eyes attentively watching you.

You ask softly, “What’s this?”

Toji swallows, clearing his throat, “Sorry,” He’s leaning off of you and sitting up, the necklace slipping from your fingers. You follow by sitting up as well, straightening out your shirt. He’s running a hand through his hair and saying again, “Sorry.”

“It’s okay,” You reassure him, “this is the first time you’re wearing it.”

He responds curtly, “I know.”

You’ve struck a chord, so you don’t push it. You look out the window, “I can drive you back to your place if you want.”

To your surprise, you hear Toji confess, “It’s my wife’s.”

Your eyes widen, your head snapping to look at him, “You’re married?” A knot forms in your stomach. Have you been fucking a married man?!

This time, Toji is the one to appear panicked, “No!” His voice raises regret to appear on his face from the stiffness of his tone. “No,” He says again, calmer. He pinches the bridge of his nose, “Shit, Miss L/N.”

You find yourself saying, “Toji, I can’t be doing this if you have someone—”

Toji doesn’t let you finish, “She’s dead.”

A heavy silence falls over the both of you. You weren’t expecting to hear those words from him. Questions flooded your head; How long was he married? When did she die? How did they meet? If he hadn’t worn the necklace tonight, would he have ever told you he was married?

You settle by saying, “I’m sorry, Toji.” He’s looking down in his lap, at his hands. You’ve never seen him look like he was shutting down. Again, you say, in hopes that you’ll be able to get him out of the anchor that’s holding him down; “Toji.”

He looks at you, almost like he’s afraid to do so. You’re not sure whether to hold his hand or just stay put. “Look,” You speak up, “if I’m some kind of rebound for your past marriage, let’s end it here. It’d be the best thing to do.”

“Y/N,” Toji looks surprised by your choice of words, hurt, even. “That’s not what this is,” His tone is stern, his green eyes piercing into yours.

“I just mean if you’re still mourning — which is completely fine. I can’t be some distraction,” You feel selfish for even jumping to this conclusion, but considering your history with men, this is usually how things ended up for you.

There’s a dour look on Toji’s face, “I swear, Miss L/N, you’re not a fucking distraction.”

Your lips clamp shut at his sternness. Both of you look as if the two of you crashed into a brick wall. There’s distance between you two, and not just physically.

“I know this is a lot to take in,” Toji continues, “I never tell anyone I used to be married.”

Even you're shocked at the next words that come out of your mouth, “Let’s end it here.”

Toji looks as if you’ve stabbed glass through his chest, outright pain in his features. “And what about my promise?” The way he says it, doesn’t seem to be implying to him fucking your brains out. It makes you wonder, when did the two of you get this close? Or were the two of you even close?

Tears blur your vision, now you’re looking down at your lap, “What about it?” Your voice cracks.

“Y/N,” Hearing your first name come from him makes you turn your head to look at him. You watch as his hand stops midair in touching you. He drops it, “It’s been eighteen years since she died,” he tells you. “Trust me, you’re not a rebound or distraction.” His hand comes up again, this time to your face, but it doesn’t touch your skin. He looks hesitant in his actions, almost as if he’ll touch you, and you will break.

“I’m sorry about your wife,” You affirmed, hoping you weren’t being overbearing by this being your second or third time saying it. He clenches his jaw, his hand finally touching your cheek to wipe the tears before they reach your chin. You ask him, “Did you ever plan to tell me you were married?” He looks defeated by your question, dropping his head and letting out a sigh.

As if he’s gathering his courage, he looks back up to you, cupping your face with both of his hands. “Listen to me,” He looks you dead in the eye, “you can’t know too much about me and my past.”

Your eyebrows furrow, “Why?” You inquire, “Why do you act so mysterious?”

“I’m not trying to be,” He conveys desperately, “it’s just…” he’s struggling like he’s searching for the right articulation. He finally clarifies, “It’s not going to do you any good, sweetheart.”

Your fingers come up to his wrist, wrapping around it, “You can tell me,” You assure him, “there’s no one I would tell.”

He shakes his head, “It’s not that.”

You insist, “Then what?”

He exhales through his nose, his eyes scanning your face attentively. He informs, “I’ll tell you two things…”

Again, you promise him, “I won’t tell anyone, I swear.”

“I used to be married,” He tells you, “and I used to have a son as well. They’re both dead. I can’t tell you how they died. I can’t tell you anything else. I’m telling you this so you know I’m not using you just to forget about my past.”

You're heartbroken at the information he just shared with you. You’re shaking your head lightly, “I’m so sorry,” You say, leaning in and kissing him on the mouth, and in between saying, “I’m sorry, Toji. Sorry, this happened to you.”

Toji kisses you back, more feverishly than before. He’s kissing you almost like if he doesn’t, you’ll evaporate before his eyes. When your hands begin roaming his body, his fingers wrap around your wrists, bringing you to a stop. You two pull back, breathless. His eyebrows are furrowed, looking like he’s about to regret what he’s about to say next.

“Not tonight, princess,” He rasps, referring to anything escalating further. “I want to give you time to process this information.”

“I’m sorry that I said I wanted to end things here,” You acknowledged, feeling embarrassed that you had even said that earlier. “I shouldn’t have.”

“I don’t blame you,” He responded softly, “let it go.”

The two of you sit in silence, remaining in that position, his fingers still clasped around your wrists. It’s peaceful, just sitting there without feeling this urgency to fill it up with words. He puts his forehead against yours, bringing your hands up to his lips. He gives your knuckles light kisses. Everything about him was different tonight, he had this ambiance of vulnerability. He had just shared something so intimate. You weren’t used to it, but you had always craved it; that raw closeness. You chased after it in strictly physical relationships with all the men in your past.

Toji pulled you into him, your face in the crook of his neck. Your body craned into him, arms going around his figure. He reminded you of a tall, strong tree that had been around for hundreds of years. Strong, mighty, and resistant; despite the cracks that were evident inside him.

His palm cradles the back of your head, his eyes fluttering close as he inhales your scent. You feel so small in his arms, it only makes the aching inside of him grow bigger in wanting to protect you. You were a woman that had brought him to tears, and it was then that he realized how priceless submission was. His body couldn’t help it, the blood rushed down to his groin, where he was hard all over again. That was the other thing about you, he felt like a horny youngster who couldn’t get enough of lovemaking. As badly as he wanted to have you sprawled underneath him at the moment and fuck you until you were sobbing – that mature part of him knew that tonight wasn’t the night for that.

Your phone ringing startles both of you. Toji’s body stiffens and you jump at it. It makes you want to groan out in frustration. Toji gives you space and you apologize for the sudden interruption. You scoot to the edge of the seat and reach over to grab where your phone was sitting in the console. Your phone screen flashes with Naoya’s name. It makes a knot form in your stomach.

“This shouldn’t take long,” You tell Toji, and bring the phone to your ear. “Hey,” You greet, trying to make yourself appear as relaxed as possible.

“There you are,” Naoya’s smug voice rings through the phone, “I’ve been texting you.”

“You have?” You ask, quickly bringing the phone down to take a look, and sure enough, he had texted you five times in a row. You bring the phone back up to your ear, “Sorry, it was on silent.”

“Let me see you tonight,” He notes, “at your place. Wear the cat headband and lingerie.”

You bite your bottom lip, you can’t say no, not here, in front of Toji. You don’t want Toji to be aware that you could be hooking up with someone tonight. Besides, the last time you saw Naoya was at the club – which was also the night you saw Toji and that led you two into that one room…

You also hadn’t hooked up with anyone ever since you started having sex with Toji. You two haven’t had that conversation yet but it just sort of happened. Ever since you’ve begun having sex with Toji, you realize that all the sex you have had up until that point was nothing compared to how he fucked you. Now you know what a true man was…

You give in, “Sure,” Your voice sounds so quiet that it surprises you, “I’ll be home a little bit here.” You end the call and force a smile onto your face, “Do you want a ride back?” You ask Toji.

Toji surprises you as he cups the side of your face with his calloused hand. Goosebumps appear across your skin, and he leans in to kiss you. It’s a farewell type of kiss; soft, passionate, and filled with yearning. Before he pulls away, he teases you with his tongue swiping against your bottom lips. He pulls back, his thumb tracing small circles against your cheek.

“You okay?” He asks you.

“Yeah!” You squeak at him, “Yeah, why?”

His green eyes scan your face, “Just want to make sure my girl is okay before we part ways.”

You lean into his palm, closing your eyes, wanting to remember how he feels against you like this. A shaky sigh falls from your lips, “Yeah, I’m fine.”

“I’ll take a cab back,” Toji tells you, “you head on home. Get some good sleep.”

Guilt thrusts at you upon hearing his words. You wanted to cry, jump back into his arms and tell him how uncomfortable you are going back to your place. You didn’t want to see Naoya. Not anymore. Not after meeting Toji. You didn’t care or desire to see anyone else. You just wanted Toji. What was scarier, you felt like you needed him.

Instead, you hear yourself say, “Get some sleep yourself.”

Toji chuckles deeply and presses one last kiss, this time to your forehead, “Make sure to dream about me, sweets.”

┅

You’re on the verge of throwing up. A heavy lump sits in your throat as you get dressed up. Your breathing trembles and your limbs feel like pins and needles. Naoya was supposed to show up any minute now. You slipped the lace sleeves over your arms to hide the scars. You had already done your makeup and hair. You had fucked Naoya plenty of times. But again, that was before Toji. Something creeps up on you like a shadow trying to embrace you.

Naoya was rough with you. But not like Toji. Naoya was rough with you in a way that felt like he was throwing around a rag doll to his liking. Whereas with Toji, he was rough with you which made you feel good. Toji cared for your pleasure. Naoya did not. You had known this from the beginning but felt like that was the best you could get. That was until you met Toji…

There was a knock at your door, making you drop your lipstick. Some of it smeared on your fingertips as you tried to grab it. You cursed under your breath and finished applying it. When you opened the door for Naoya, his lips crashed into yours. It caught your breath in your mouth. He kicked the door behind him, caging you in his arms. You made a muffled noise against his lips.

He kept going, pushing you back until eventually, your legs met the couch. His hands were all over you, groping your breasts, hips, ass and anywhere else he could. You felt like you were fragmented, unable to push him away. His body against yours was suffocating. Your knees bent and you fell back against the cushions of the couch.

“It’s been a while,” Naoya’s hands worked at the buckle of his belt, “put your legs up.”

You looked up at the ceiling, finding your body moving for you as you stuck your legs up in the air for him. Your mind was screaming at you to make this stop. And like a pathetic damsel in distress, you wished for your knight in shining armor to come and make all of this stop. Your knight was rough in all the right places. Rough to still make you feel good, fuck, even loved.

You heard the tearing of a condom packet get undone, as he muttered, “Good kitty.”

The pet name from him made you wince, physically. That pet name only sounded good from Toji. The bells on your cat's headband rang as Naoya shoved your thighs against your thigh from the sudden action. It made you gasp, pain shooting up your legs from just how painfully rough he was being with you. He tapped his hard dick against your clit, your body twitching from the sensation. You closed your eyes and held your breath, praying that it’d all be over soon…

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The loud knocks coming from your door put a pause on Naoya’s actions. His dick was sitting at your entrance. He looked down at you, an impatient look on his face.

“Who is that?” He practically spits the question at you.

Your arms tremble as you push yourself to sit up. “I don’t know,” You tell him, your mind racing with who it could be. “The only person who would show up at this time would be my dad.”

Naoya lets out an exasperated breath, “Why the fuck is your dad here?”

You’re getting off the couch, your body feeling like jelly. Your heart is pounding, and you’re not sure if it’s because of the knocking on the door or that you are finally out of Naoya’s python grip.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

“Jesus Christ!” Naoya seethes, shoving his dick back into his pants, “Just answer the damn door.”

“I-I need to put something on,” You stumble over your words.

Naoya doesn’t listen nor give you a chance to do so. He strides over to the door, and opens it…

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