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Soft Toji x reader

I love him <3

Toji Fushiguro never once thought he had even a chance of living a normal life with his two kids. That was until he met you.

You were so sweet he felt like he could pick you up and never let go. You were "too good for him" is what he always said, but I reality he prayed that you would never realize that and stay with him as long as he lived.

Toji never expected that half of the TV he consumed on a regular basis was now children's programming but now it was.

He never thought he would care enough to protect his kids from the reality of his line of work, but here he was. Hosing the blood of whoever he had taken care of that day off himself before he went inside.

He never expected to look forward to family dinners, telling Megumi to not play with his food. And afterward he never thought he would enjoy entertaining his two kids while you cleaned up the kitchen, gently swaying to the music that played on the record player.

He never thought seeing you gently singing Tsumiki to sleep in your arms while Megumi held your finger in his crib could make him so happy, but it did.

He was so happy to have this, so much so he couldn't believe he took it for granted. He loved when he took you all out to dinner and you fell asleep in the car ride home.

He loved being able to hold all three of you at once, to protect you, to protect them.

Toji Fushiguro never thought he would live a fulfilling life, but here he was.

Toji doesn't get mad at you

He just gets grumpy, like pouty and huffy.

When he's upset he'll squish your face and pinch your cheeks to try and get you to ask him what's wrong

"Toji hun what's wrong?" You smirk

"Nothing" he grunted, a cute pout on his face

"Then why are you sitting on the complete opposite side of our couch?"

"Well-"

"And why do you keep poking my cheek and turning away when I look at you?"

Toji grumbled, knowing he had been beat.

"Uhg how am I supposed to not be upset when that dickhead thought he could just hit on you"

"Toji that guy wasn't even worth anything!" You joking shout "He was shooting his shot and got terrified once you showed up" you laughed "who would want some looser like that when I have you"

You breached the distance between you two, flinging yourself into him, he had no choice but to catch you in his arms.

He looked down to see you beaming up at him.

'How the hell did I get so lucky' was the only thing going through his head

He squished your face in between his hands and placed a quick kiss to you lips

He held you on his chest, you were practicing being surrounded by him.

"Ya know I can't stay upset when you do that shit" he smirked

"I'm aware" you giggled

"Alright come on doll" he ruffled your hair "I'm tired now that I'm not pissed anymore, let's sleep"

"You don't get mad, you get grumpy" you smile

"Excuse me" he turned to you, a baffled look on his face.

"Alright bed time!" You beamed

Toji couldn't be mad at you, so he just let him grab his hand and drag him to your bed

Laying on his lap and him playing with your hair, watching Jennifer’s Body together. 🧡

No smut this time, just fluff- surprisingly lol.

Toji x reader prompt-, modern AU, you guys are relaxing on the couch, your head in his lap, watching tv together. Soft Toji, saying the L word multiple times, established and healthy relationship with this man surprisingly. Tehe. 🤭

“What do you wanna watch princess?” He asks you, lazily running his fingers through your hair and flipping through the different tv shows and movies on the tv.

You let out an indecisive sigh, “I dunno.” You pause for a second thinking, “wanna watch Jennifer’s Body?” You ask him, a small smirk on your lips.

He scoffs a bit at your request, albeit playfully. “Again? I’m starting to think you got a thing for Jennifer instead of me.” He looks down at you, a small smirk on his scarred lips.

You sit up, looking him in the eye, “Pff, you’re crazy. Never, I’d never have a thing for anyone except for you.”

A small serene smile appears on your face, eyes twinkling. That makes him so weak.

There’s a quiet moment, and a bit of suspense hanging in the air, and you cup his cheek gently, bring in his face to yours and kissing him, especially that little scar on his lips. “I love everything about you Toji, everything.”

“That’s a lot to love princess, and I love you even more than you can even dream of. Don’t you ever doubt that.” He says, looking at you with a soft expression, admiring your features and the way you look at him, so soft and full of love.

“Alright- this is too sappy now- turn on the movie, I wanna see Jennifer eat some boys and make out with her friend.” You lay back down on his lap, and his hand returns to its former place, playing with your hair and brushing his fingers through your soft hair.

“Got it princess.” He lets out a low chuckle, making you smile and he turns on the movie.

After only 30 minutes, you’re fast asleep in his lap. And he notices almost immediately.

“I love you princess, don’t you ever forget that.” He says quietly, not wanting to wake you up.

BEAUTIFUL WIFE! — TOJI FUSHIGURO

husband!toji who loves seeing you walk around the house in your nightgown, hair messy, no makeup, no bra. It’s just you. You could be doing the most basic thing like wiping down the counters, complaining about how he needs to stop leaving crumbs after he eats and he’s not hearing a damn thing because he can’t stop staring at his woman, you. You’ll be in the kitchen eating a snack in the middle of night and Toji just stops and stares at you with one of those little smiles. “What?” You ask with an attitude, dusting your hands off on your nightgown. “Nothin,” he replied, encapsulated by you. Don’t get him wrong, you still look absolutely stunning all dolled up, makeup done, hair freshly washed and styled, but he just can’t get over seeing you in your natural, comfortable state. “Stop staring, I look a hot mess,” you say while doing the dishes. Toji creeps up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and peppers your neck with kisses. “I can’t stare at my woman, hm?” He whispers in your ear, hands trailing down your sides towards your ass. “Watch those hands mister,” you warn him. Though it doesn’t do much cause he gives your ass a light squeeze and a spank, running away before you could throw your slipper at his head. “I love you, beautiful!” He yells from the other room with a chuckle. "Toji!" You yell. He adores you so much.

toji doesn't understand the concept of personal space.

it was cute at first, he was big and thick and brutish and yet he clung to you like a magnet to steel. but the practicality of it was another story.

he'd keep you hugged to his chest through an entire movie despite you sweating from his stifling body heat, kiss you until you couldn't breathe while his hands lifted your hips to meet his thrusts, and despite your literal king sized bed, he chooses to fall asleep with his full weight on top of you, arms firmly wrapped around your waist making it impossible to wriggle from his grasp.

you groan as the rays of light peek through your blinds and illuminate the broad shoulders that block your line of sight.

"toji." you mutter, patting the familiar mass on top of you. he grunts and makes no effort to roll over to his side of the bed.

"toji, move i've gotta pee." you say, writhing against the mattress and attempting to shove him away. his sigh tickles the skin of your neck, but he relents and shifts to his side, allowing you to slide off of the bed and make a beeline to the bathroom.

after you've relieved yourself, you go through your skincare routine and load up your toothbrush with toothpaste. the flouride doesn't even get the chance to coat your enamel before the door’s opening and toji’s heavy footsteps hault behind you-- right behind you in fact, your back hitting his chest when you straighten up from rinsing your mouth. you don't acknowledge him as he rests his forehead on your shoulder, continuing to brush your teeth. he pokes at your ribs, making you jolt and swat him away with your free hand.

all of 30 seconds later his large hands are snaking under your-- his overiszed shirt and pawing at your chest, his hoarse voice telling you to "come back t' bed."

"oh my god you child, can you gimme a second?" you garble through the foam in your mouth. his hands have slithered down to your hips by the time you've put your toothbrush back and given your mouth a final swish of water.

"okay, c'mon, i'm do--" your words are replaced by a yelp as he throws you over his shoulder in one swift motion. kicking your legs proves useless as one of his arms covers the back of your knees to lock them in place. you can't help but laugh when he slaps your ass that's perched on his shoulder.

"put me down you barbarian!" you shriek as he carries you back to the bedroom like a ragdoll, smirking and turning his head to sink his teeth into the meat of your thigh.

you're still laughing when he collapses onto the bed and hovers over you, using his arms to cage you in and spattering your face with kisses. he only stops his attack when you pull him in by the neck to connect your lips. it's sweet and chaste and has you sighing against him. he pulls away a fraction to meet your eyes, lids heavy as his words fan over your lips.

"wanna go back to sleep." he mutters.

you raise a brow at him. "okay?"

you're met with silience, verdant eyes boring into yours as his unsung request hangs in the air.

a scoff escapes you and you roll your eyes, opening your arms and gesturing for him to embrace you. his low hum of satisfaction vibrates through his chest and sinks into your skin, passes through flesh and bone and nestles into the beating muscle in your chest. his head finds its rightful place in the crook of your neck and your fingers toy with the silky hair at his nape.

maybe it's because you're so used to it, but you can't imagine life without your little routine. the comforting pressure from his body pressed into you, the subtle scent of rosewood that seems to be embeded into his skin, and the shallow puffs of air that skim your pulse as his breathing evens out, easing you into peaceful sleep.

its far from perfect, but it's yours, and you wouldn't change a thing. <3

talk baby !! ft. t.fushiguro

you help a girl find her mom while at a picnic... and it sparks something inside toji he was hoping not to feel.

ɞ⁺ contains: toji x fem!reader, just fluff, toji suggests sex, baby talk, reader wants a baby, toji slaps reader's ass (loving)

ɞ⁺ w.c: 1k

toji stands a few steps behind you, just silently watching over you. he’s not fully sure what’s going on, but he’s content just to watch.

“she lost her mom,” you take slow steps toward him, the weeping girl’s hand in your own. 

“just keep her with the security,” he shrugs and signals with his chin to the security lady a few feet away, broad shoulders dropping carelessly. “what can you do anyway?

“I can’t do that, toji,” your tone holds scolding to it. he would argue, but it’s too much work. This was supposed to be a quiet picnic for the two of you but some kid had to interrupt it. “i’m going to help her find her mom, okay? you stay here.”

“i’ll come with you,” toji sighs after contemplating it for a second. he doesn’t want to go around looking for a random kid’s parent, but he’ll be damned if he let you go around alone like that. he watched a little too many documentaries of killers using kids as bait to do that.

and so, toji follows you silently. he remains a few feet back just in case.

it’s a heartwarming sight, as much as he hates to admit it; to watch you help a helpless kid out as if she were your own. It sparked something in him, something he couldn’t quite place. 

it’s not too long before you find the kid’s mother, who had apparently gone to the bathroom and lost sight of her. but it’s already too late to go back and enjoy the picnic the two of you were having. maybe going on a picnic when it was obviously going to rain was a bad idea. 

“what a day,” your black-haired husband grumbled under his breath, slamming the car door. he rarely gets free days like this. “that damn kid.”

you chuckle lightly. even though toji doesn’t know what’s so amusing, he’s content just hearing that sound. your laughter never fails to make him smile—and this time is no different, an irresistible smile crawling into his face. 

“it’s not funny,” he mumbles as he starts the car. “ruined our picnic. told ya’ t’just leave her with the security.”

“come on, baby. what if it were our kid in there?”

he glances at you curtly, then focuses back on pulling the car out of the parking lot. you’ve discussed the topic before, but only briefly. toji doesn’t have time for kids. he’s not sure he can raise a whole new human. but the thought of having a kid–a kid with you… he shakes the thought off, opting to not respond to you. his silence is enough answer for you. 

once you’re finally home, you quickly change into something more comfortable, relieved to be out of the attire you wore for the ‘picnic’. You settle on the couch next to toji, who is looking for something interesting to watch on tv.

“toji..” you whisper, leaning into him. toji’s arm naturally falls over your shoulders, bringing you closer to him. 

“yeah?” he hums, not even looking over at you.

“shouldn’t we have a kid, too?”

he turns to you, eyebrows furrowed and eyes wide as if you’ve grown another head. you’re so… straightforward. it’s not like you to be so blatant about your desires.

“huh? what’s this about?” he feigns nonchalance, looking over at the tv.

“come on,” you pull at his shirt, dragging the syllables. “i’m serious. i want to be a mother. i’m sure you wished we had a baby too.”

“that’s… that’s not true,” he lies. you can tell by the pause he had mid-sentence. you almost feel offended by how he’s lying to you as if you don’t know him.

“you’re lying,” you grumble, but he doesn’t respond. your arm extends and abruptly snatches the remote from his hand, pressing the red button to turn off the tv. he’s about to complain when he finds you glaring at him sharply, prompting him to stay silent. 

“fine. what brought this up? you never bring this up like this,” he says, referring to your behavior. “didn’t you say you don’t care?”

“i lied,” you speak sorely, “i must have a baby, toji. you can’t take this away from me.”

“‘m not taking shit away from ya,” toji retorts, fixing his position to have a better look at you. “We said we’d wait a few years first, remember? Why are you going back on yer’ words now, eh?”

“god– you’re so ignorant,” you huff. toji stares at your expression changing; there’s a storm about to happen, and he’d like to avoid that. besides, maybe a kid isn’t such a bad idea…

“baby,” he sighs, taking your hands in his own uncharacteristically. “are you sure you want that now? i mean– ‘m barely able to see ya’... isn’t a baby lotsa responsibility? don’t wanna hear ya whinin’ about how ‘you’re never around, toji’, yeah?”

you giggle at the way he mocks your voice, the sweet sound making him smile. he’d say the stupidest things to hear you laugh.

“we can manage that,” you tell him. “i’m sure we’ll get the hang of it by time.” you’re doing your best to convince him, but you have a feeling he’s just playing hard to get.

“babies ain’t some sorta’ experiment, babe,” he jokes but you don’t laugh, assuming he’s serious. “what i’m sayin’ is… are you sure you don’t wanna give it some thought?”

“it’s all i think about,” you mutter, giving him that look. he falters. there’s no way he can say no when you give him that. “please, toji. we already have everything we need. why wait?”

with a huff, toji wraps his arms around your middle and, with brusque movement, he throws you over his shoulder. you gasp at the sudden movement. “are you crazy? toji–! put me down!”

“ya’ wanted a baby,” he chuckles, palm landing a soft slap on your ass. “Think they fall from the sky or some shit? we’re gonna reproduce, baby.”

“you’re such a turn-off,” you say, no longer resisting. He only shrugs in response.

Toji and Stretch Marks.

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Toji, he's a real man. He LOVES stretch marks.

You've always been insecure about your stretch marks and always preferred to cover them up...but not until you started dating Toji.

During your first time, he discovered the beautiful marks on your body, without hesitation he kissed every part of your body. He simply loves em. They're just so so beautiful to him. He never leaves a chance to kiss them, run his fingers on them. To him those marks tell a story. A story that he will hear all day if it takes that long.

He'll slowly start getting you clothes that show them off, and help you feel confident in them, because after you, the second most pretty thing about you are your stretch marks.

He wants his pretty girl to know how pretty she is and loved no matter how she looks, it's all about having a clean and kind heart

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this is more on the shorter and fluffier side eh? 😭 lmk what you think about this babess <3

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