Crying Throwing Up Shitting Tears Rn

Crying throwing up shitting tears rn

just need a oneshot where toji being so extremely soft with his pregnant wife.😔

៹ content tags. ៹ fem! reader, pure fluff, toji's a big softie, calls reader 'mama' + 'baby' & 'darlin'

wc. 2.0k

toji rubs his eyes, pure static forming into his irises for a bit as he’d awaken up from his nap. with a quick glance at the clock, it read two thirty. in the background played the intro from some old western movie that was on repeat. ah, ever since you’ve gotten pregnant he’s always been staying up with you, ruining his sleep schedule in the process. not that he necessarily minded, you were his wife and he’d do anything for you,

his ears twitch a bit as he hears a sudden ruffling noise of feet — verdant eyes of his focus on you and it’s you trodding towards him and he smiles. “heyy,” he murmurs in a drowsy tone, he figured you’d be awake. toji stares at you so lovingly, the cute baby blue nightgown you wore, winnie the pooh slippers that dragged across the fleecy carpet. with a yawn, he pats his lap for you to take your seat. “y’er lil waddle never stops bein’ cute, mama.”

“stop.” you frown with a pouty look, he’d always tease whenever you do your cute little walk. he grows to adore it, the cute rounded bump on your belly only getting larger. pretty soon, you were about to reach your second trimester. time flew by so fast, it was almost like before you could blink, you’d be meeting your beloved new baby. you slowly make your way onto toji’s lap and he slings an arm around you. he smells good, you were a bit tired already from that ten second walk, cute..

“sorry baby,” toji utters in a soft voice, kissing the back of your head as you relax into his embrace, leaning back. “was gonna wake ya up but ya looked so peaceful,” and he brings a kiss near the inner crevice of your neck. “miss me already?”

you still remain with the cute glowering expression. with a sigh, you shrug. “yes, actually. missed you a lot.”

“awww,” toji caresses against your thighs, his touch was delicate and gentle. as he spoke in a gruff voice, he nips a few more kisses toward the corner of your neck as you faced the other direction. “missed you more. ‘n i missed our girl too,” and that catches you by surprise, he’d always refer to the baby’s gender as a girl. as if he could read your mind, he chuckles before leaning his head against your shoulder. “whaaat? got a feelin’ ‘s gonna be a girl.”

“i think it’s gonna be a boy,” you mumble, feeling your heart flutter a bit. oh, it was always like this between the two of you. the constant banter of the gender, toji just knew it was gonna be a girl while you thought otherwise. he’d be happy with either or though. you, likewise. toji watches with half-lidded eyes as you turn your body a bit to face him, wrapping your arms around his neck. you plant a kiss on his chin, lips brushing against his stubble and he hums in amusement. “did you get any sleep at all? you have eye bags, ‘toj.”

“ah, ‘m fine,” he grins at your concern, the scar slashed near the right side of his lip twinging in response. you were so cute—the pregnancy glow you had bestowed on you, he could stare at you all day. toji leans in to kiss your nose, yet he notices your deadpan. with a grunt, he surrenders.

“okay okay, the most i got was maybe four-ish hours,” and the look of worry on your face made his heart twist. toji pats your head, smoothening his tone. “don’t worry, baby. it was for a good cause. was up all night readin’ that book you bought like last week.”

with your brows furrowing in confusion, your lips part at your abrupt realization. “oh— the pregnancy fact book?” and then you giggle. “really? i thought you said books were boring, toji.”

“trust, they are,” he sulks, bringing his wrist to rub his eyes. you take a brief glance at his broken watch you bought him for his thirtieth birthday. despite it being unable to tell time anymore, he still flaunts it, all because it was a gift from you. with a low sigh, toji moves a few strands out of your face. “but, ‘m willing to try new things for you—er, for us. and it’s quite informative, it told me about y’er strange cravings ‘n it checks out.”

you frown. “what’s wrong with my cravings? you told me you like them.”

“well, darlin’ i love you a lot okay,” and he paints a wet kiss against your cheek. “but if i have to eat another peanut butter pickle sandwich with you, ‘m gonna lose it.”

“it’s not that bad,” you protest, bringing a palm near your stomach to rub it. the bump was easily growing as the weeks progressed—you couldn’t help but be excited once the week of forty rolled around. “you just have a bland appetite.”

toji rolls his eyes. “peanut butter and pickles, baby. not jelly, pickles. pickles?” and you look at him, he’s gently holding both of your shoulders before you giggle. “and i thought nothin’ could top the toast ‘n ice cream.”

you deadpan again. “okay now you’re just being dramatic.”

“i love you,” he boops your nose. “i love you and y’er weird food cravings,” and toji’s eyes trail down toward your tummy. so cute and round, he gingerly moves the fabric of your gown up to reveal your skin, a palm ghosting against your belly. “any cramps today? pain i should know about?”

“no,” you hum, immediately relaxing from his touch. the warmth of his hand made your breathing slow a bit. he moves it around in a smooth circular rotation before brushing a thumb against your belly button. “kinda scared toji.”

leafy, viridescent eyes meet its way back up to yours before his face softens. “what for, darlin’? good scared or bad scared?”

in a sweet, timid tone, you puff out a single shaky breath. “like … both i guess? i’m excited of course but ‘m kinda scared. we’re having a baby, toji. pretty soon i’ll be on my third trimester,” and he’s so attentive as you’re talking, quite literally getting lost in your eyes. who knew that you could turn this man into such a soft sap, he adored you. as you continue to rant, toji strokes your cheek with a warmhearted simper. “i watched lots of videos about birthing and it looks scary.”

“not gonna lie to you, baby. ‘s gonna be scary, but y’know what? ‘m gonna be right there with you,” and he strokes a thumb against the enlarging stretch marks growing against your belly. he’s gentle, tracing a finger against each one before his eyes avert back up to you. “i’ll be right beside you. holdin’ y’er hand ‘n all,” and he kisses the crown of your head. “y’er gonna be the prettiest mommy. our girl’s lucky to have you. i’m lucky to have you.”

for some reason, those last few words struck right through the veins of your heart. mentally, you promised yourself you wouldn’t cry—

but alas, your eyes start to swell up, bottom lip quivering and toji notices immensely at your change of body language.

“awww, was that too much?” he purrs, bringing you towards his chest. you sniffle, your nose digging into his neck and an arm of his cradles you. toji starts to rock you, he presses another kiss against the top of your head before humming. “didn’t mean ‘ta make ya cry, darlin’ but ‘s true. ya don’t gotta worry that pretty little head, ‘m gonna be right here for anything..”

a solid tear drops against his tank top before your chin rests against his chest. you slowly look up at him with that familiar pouty expression before he swipes a thumb against your eyes. “cutie,” he takes your tears away, your lashes all damp and long. “y’er even more emotional because of the baby too. hormones, aw yeah i know these facts by heart.”

“you’re such a dork,” you wipe your face with a laugh, the mood suddenly light again. toji was gonna be spewing out pregnancy facts at you all day, you knew that now. whilst you sat up, trying to re-collect yourself, you speak in a soft voice. “but really, thank you toji. i love you,” and you grab ahold of his hand. your fingers intertwine with his, squeezing it tight. “you’ll be a great daddy.”

“heyy girl, don’t make me cry now,” he teases, a thumb of his running across the softness of your hand.

toji’s face relaxes, the more he stares into your eyes, the more he falls more and more in love.

toji was just as excited as you, maybe even more.

he couldn’t wait to start this new milestone, this new journey with you. a baby, the two of you would be proud new parents. the thought of it alone brings a soft smile to his face before he leans in to kiss you.

you return the gesture,

closing your eyes while feeling his warm lips mash against your own. toji was so weak for you, happily so.

life was worth living for him again now that he had you and the growing baby in your stomach. once you met him, he thought he’d never move on. he was a broken man who came to the mere conclusion that he had no purpose— all until you came along. toji didn’t believe in second chances, but maybe he’d start. you were his everything, and he couldn’t have been anymore grateful to have you in his arms at this right particular moment.

after a while, the kiss departs and toji smears a thumb against your glossed lips. “you drive me crazy,” he whispers, soft jade like irises peering into yours for about fourteen seconds before he sneaks a kiss near your jaw. “oh, you just reminded me. i ordered somethin’ the other day.”

with your interest piqued, you watch as he grabs out his phone— toji opens some shopping app, swiping a thumb near the check out section before showing it to you. what you were staring at was a cute huge pink sticker for cars that displayed the words of, ‘BABY ON BOARD!’

“you’re so cute,” you lean in to hug him, finding his enthusiasm adorable. a hand of his strums against your back before he leans against the couch. “you’re really set on it being a girl though, huh?”

“yeah,” he presses his nose against yours. “or if it’s a boy, we can name ‘em toji. such a manly name.”

your eye twitches. “one of you is enough,” and he smirks, feeling your thumb play against his scar. “but toji, ‘s like the afternoon. you should go back to sleep.”

“not tired,” he shakes his head, wrapping two arms around your sweet frame. your scent had him always wanting more of you, so sweet. toji pats your back gently before his face buries into your neck. “i’d rather stay up ‘n talk with you.”

“but i was gonna go back to sleep,” you pout.

toji huffs with a smile, kissing the shell of your ear. “oh, you want me back in bed, ‘s that it? darlin’ you could have just asked.”

you blankly stare at him and he guffaws, standing up and pulling you with him. “ah, c’mon. let’s go sleep for another fifteen hours i guess,” he teases, and he helps you walk. toji gawks at your cute waddle. so cute, you felt like you had so much water stored in you. entirely full, your heels slide against the floor before you hold onto your husband’s bicep. “there we go, one step at a time.”

“i’m not a baby, toji.” you mutter, secretly feeling yourself get hot from his doting affection. he’s holding onto you and you’re holding on to him.

“y’er my baby,” he corrects, and once the two of you reach the empty bedroom filled with infant supplies and boxes of baby furniture, you take a seat on the edge of the mattress. toji towers above you as you sit, cupping your face with a sly smile. “wife,” he coos in a gentle voice, two thumbs fondling against both sides of your temples. “i love you. never forget it, yeah?”

“i .. love you too toji.”

he hums. “heh, before we sleep though. how about some pickles?” and your face lights up.

Ni-Ik as your husband…

FEM READER

-lots of hugs and kisses.

I feel like niki is the type to randomly come behind you and hug you from behind no matter what your doing. Cooking, cleaning, dancing… he wouldn’t care so expect hugs.

As for kisses I think he’d be the type to understand you love forehead kisses and always give you one before bed.

-gives flowers and gifts randomly.

Niki would totally be the type to pick you up from work with a boquete of your favorite flowers. Dressed in a tux and ready to take you on a date. No matter the occasion he’d always show how much he loves you with gifts. Even jewelry that he gets from modeling or just randomly going to the Prada store to buy a few necklaces and bracelets.

-massages…

Niki would love to massage your legs and back. And back rubs are a must. He understands you are tired from work and missing him all day. Even when your on your period expect back rubs and massages. He wants to sooth your pain and if that means he needs to rub your feet until you fall asleep, then so be it.

-flirty and annoying.

Even if your asleep after a stressful night he’d wake you up with a ton of kisses and sweet words. Wether it be something like “good morning baby” or even “look at how pretty you are..” even though you get annoyed by it because you just woke up, you still love the feeling of how he treats you like a Princess or prince. Niki would be the type to laugh at you slipping into the pool or saying a few dumb things. He’d point it out and laugh but as soon as you look like a kicked over puppy, he’s apologizing and being so sweet.

-cuddles…

Niki loves to cuddle. He even has a small schedule after work when you guys just cuddle. And since he tracks your period so he can understand how you feel better, the cuddles never end. Though his body Carrie’s a lot of heat he still needs your warmth to sleep correctly at night.

-cooks.

Although niki isn’t the greatest cook he will still try to cook for you. Making takoyaki or even noodles he values your opinion. If you tell him it’s great and your face doesn’t show it, he’d throw it away after you beg him not to. He likes to be perfect for you even though you tell him you already live him the way he is and you’d rather him not change.

-walks.

After begging him to let you just relax becuase you have a free weekend, he doesn’t like to sit around so walking it is. He likes walk with you. Holding your hands and looking at the rings on your finger that he bought you. Maybe he will never tell you but he likes being seen with you. His pride and joy is so happy letting the world know he’s yours and your his.

-Tattoos.

Niki is the type to get a tattoo without thinking about how you feel first. He showed up one day with a small tattoo on the left side of his back that said ‘what’s hers is hers’ and you weren’t happy at first. Even though you always loved the idea of that tattoo on his skin, you didn’t want him to ruin his body for you. Yet he took the tattoo idea you had and got it three days later. It looked pretty in his tanned skin and you couldn’t lie. Your face turned red and he smothered you in happy kisses.

PT.2?????

JJK

ASKING THEM HOW MUCH THEY GOT IN THEIR BANK

Gojo, sukuna, toji, megumi, yuji.

Suggestion, crack, insults.

A/N: I changed this from “asking to see their bank”

PT2.

Good asf

DEMON SLAYER SMAUS

sexy time

petty arguments

needy hashiras

Drunk in love- I WANT YOU PT1

-in which mark Lee was your best friend until you run to your toxic ex during your ovulation. How does he deal with it? Read to find out

Warnings-

Almost smut ambw, (mentions of weed, slight fingering, possession, jealousy, oral (f receiving,) smoking,(wrap it before u tap it!) under the influence. (Mentions of abuse, cheating, manipulation) slight degration/praise, ‘good girl’ ‘mama’

MDNI BELOW THE CUT

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Mark never really was the type to brush things off. Even if it came to you he’d want to get to the bottom of it right away so why was now any different. The sudden urge to just walk away from you.

You knew mark for years when you guys met in a random park at one in the morning accidentally because he dropped his freshly lit blunt on your new lace-front and boom he’s buying you another one the next day. He’s always found you attractive from that day but who was he to do anything when you were in a relationship at the time with your now so called ex Felix. It’s been one year since you broke up with the abusive man. He always tried to Manipulate you during the relationship.

“What?” Mark muttered since he felt your eyes on him. You couldn’t help but watch his body language as he weighed the weed he was preparing to roll up and smoke later on in the day?. Why did he do that? No one knew. maybe he was saving it for someone he met after hours?

“Nothing…” you mutter knowing you just had to ask. As if he felt the way you were dying to know, he spoke up “jus ask the damn question.” Smirking since he no longer seemed tense you scoot closer to him interlocking yourself in his arms. No matter how many times he told you not to do it you still did.

“What’s got your balls in a twist?” Finishing the blunt his skilled tongue licked it, sealing it off. Maybe you should take a picture of him like this because the action wasn’t innocent but it was also no where near sinful. God did he look so fine. Gold chain above his grey hoodie with the killer combo, the grey sweats. Jordan 1s grey and black, how is he single looking like that? And how could you forget the big ass gold Rolex blessing his masculine but pretty feminine hands.

His fluffy black hair longer than usual. So he took MY advice when I asked him not to cut it..? Nice “girl. Gone ask me that dumb ass question.” You couldn’t see his face since he turned his vision to looking for the black lighter he kept on him at all times. He called it the lucky lighter even though he never actually told you the reason for that. Huh guess he wasn’t saving the blunt for later.

“Mark you can’t fool me! I know you. You never roll up in-front of me because you want me to quit and you know I’m gonna want a hit! Something’s up?” He sighed, letting his hands Graze over his right pocket feeling the metal of the lighter beneath his fingers. Retrieving the little shit from his pocket he sparked his blunt inhaling a long hit feeling his body relax.

“Why you wanna know so bad mama? What if I jus want to smoke wit you t’day?” Breathless. That’s exactly how he sounded right now. Man spreading with the shit in his hand throwing his head back on the couch you two had been sitting on together. “Bullshit, you been asking me to quit for three weeks straight but all of a sudden it’s ‘wanna smoke wit’ you mama?” He knew you wouldn’t believe him, well for the simple fact that he really was lying and something was actually off….

“It’s because lix is back huh? Why do you hate him so much?” Mark remained silent as if he was fighting with himself but eventually he decided to just pass the blunt, he would never hear the end of your mouth if he had smoked it all in-front of you.

“Thanks but answer my question!” Taking the blunt you smiled at him pulling those cute cheeks out of him. He really did love you. Crazy. “You should know why.” All he said. He stood up to begin Adjusting his hoodie all together the bottom of it lifted up revealing he had no shirt on, washboard abs, never would’ve guessed he had those when he was this adorable. Watching your expressions he giggled.

“Uhm, no I don’t tell me why..” you cleared your throat feeling like you’ve made the whole situation awkward weird. Maybe mark didn’t feel that way but who knows. He sat back down Leaning further into the couch locking eyes with you he watched as you took your third hit from the blunt passing it back to him while he waited patiently. “He treated you like shit, isn’t that enough reason? Oh and apparently your giving out favors to him now?” Oh so he had heard…

Your not one to go back to your exes, being done is done but Felix just knows how to pull you back in. Make you want him. Act all sweet and of course you fall for that bull shit. And it’s funny because as a kid you felt smarter than that. Deciding to pretend you have no idea seemed pretty good right now. “What favors?”

Watching the man roll his eyes before you almost made you laugh, sassy ass boy. But you didn’t. Had to keep up the facade you were starting. “So you gave him head? That’s not a favor to you? Y/n you know better.”how did he even know that?

You didn’t like nonchalant guys but something about when mark seemed unbothered made your heart jump. As his best friend you always told yourself that it’s just friendly and because you care about him so much. Lately these past few days made you slowly change your mind.

At this point have we even established all the bullshit so far?

“I- it wasn’t like that! It’s not like I just gave myself up. We both know I wouldn’t- okay maybe it does seem like that but it’s not my fault.” Scoffing he still took his hits and passed, even though he was getting pissed he still was letting you do your thing. Feeling the way his body heat spiked you released your grip on his arm and scoot back a little. “What the fuck you mean it wasn’t your fault? Did he force you?”

Maybe you shouldn’t have worded it like that…. “What n-no of course not. He may be an asshole but I don’t think he would do that!” Gasping to clear the air mark just nodded looking into your brown eyes. He was searching for the truth. He felt like you were lying..

Mark hunched over, leaning forward..Elbows resting on his knees tapping the edge of the blunt you had passed back once again into the ashtray. God did he look sexy.

“Mama…imma say this one last time. Did he force you… And don’t lie to me to protect him. It won’t save him.” He really didn’t though. Yeah maybe he made you feel guilty so he could get sex out of you but you consented and that’s where you went wrong. “No mark he didn’t, I was stupid enough to agree.” He just hummed now feeling relaxed.

“Why?” He asked. What did he mean why? Why what? Why was he asking why? “What?”

“Why did you go back to him after how long you were trying to get away from him?” Damn you felt attacked. “I’m serious y/n don’t joke with me cus I know yo ass be tryna change the topic.”

“But your gonna laugh at me!…” mark sighed not taking your words serious. “Why would I laugh girl. I’m actually asking. Means no matter the answer I won’t judge you ma. I kno it’s hard to get over someone when you’ve been around them for years…” that last part felt like a message but you were too focused on the beginning part of his sentence to think too hard on it. Mark out the bounty out since it was loosing its blaze. You could always save it anyway.

“I just…I was horny I guess and since it was my ovulation I just figured I’d see if he could satisfy me since I had no one else and I wasn’t gonna find any random ass man to fuck- see your laughing!” Mark chuckled as if what you said was the best joke to ever Grace this earth.

“You could’ve asked me ma’… I would’ve helped you out.”

Jaw dropping shit right there. You felt your skin run cold for Atleast three seconds straight. Feeling a little hot and bothered you laughed it off with him but he wasn’t laughing anymore. “Mark umm-“ cutting you off with you thanking him for silently because there’s no way you’d be Able to speak without ruining the whole conversation to your awkward ass.

“If you still need help come to me I don’t want that bitch touching you in ways I can’t.” Oh wow. Wow was all you could think of . “But mark wouldn’t that make things weird between us? I mean your my best friend and–“ cut off once more. “Y/n look as much as The though your mouth around his dick disgusts me, I’d rather it be me than that piece of shit. Atleast I could take care of you and you know it.” He was right in a way:

Mark wouldn’t leave you naked in bed crying yourself because you didn’t get after care, he wouldn’t keep going after you asked him to stop, wouldn’t slap you. Wouldn’t yell at you:

Why haven’t you seen the signs already.

“Just let me take care of you, mami..”

How did you even end up here. High and vulnerable in your own bed with your panties soaked. It wasn’t every day you were getting slut out by your best friend, hell it was never.

Why today of all days. “If only you knew that piece of shit could never make you feel as good as I can..” god did he know what to say and when to say it. If you weren’t literally leaking you’d be busted by now, like a pipe. “Shut up and jus-“ you felt the damn break when his cold fingers pushed past your folds. Already folding?

“Damn girl, look at you.” Turning your head to the side to avoid him seeing how much of a blushing mess you were sure did help for a few seconds until he was grabbing your chin and softly making you look at him once again. “Come on, I get to have you like this and your hiding from me?” Sweet talker huh.

Your clothes were all over the place during the make out you had with mark against your bedroom door. It took very little convincing for you to give in to mark, all the ideas of you guys just being friends went out the window pretty quickly after him offering to make you feel good. Did that mean you’ve thought about this before? Hell yes.

But it should be a crime with how fast you agreed to fuck. “Look at me when I eat it.” You’ve never been ate out before. “Mark wait” yeah no stopping him now, feeling his fingers pull out of you and rip your thong could’ve actually had the power to piss you off but it didn’t which was surprising. “What..?” The would of his fingers sliding along the folds of your pussy made you turn red, it was weird to hear how you sounded down there not gonna lie. “Trust me baby, I got you.”

“I never, no one’s ever you know..” it came out more like a whisper than anything but mark still heard it. “Good to know I’m really gonna fuck you up. Just lay back and trust me baby.” Took a few seconds before you finally complied letting him do his thing. Finally letting go of the tension you had you just relaxed into the mattress on full display. He placed open mouth kissed to your spread thighs, taking his time and avoiding your pussy for now even though he wanted to do nothing but make you cum on his tongue, it was best to take it slow especially since no one’s ever treated you nicely in bed.

“Mark, please..” what where you begging for? His dick, his lips, his fingers, his arms? How would you know. Maybe all. But he didn’t know and of course he was the type to make you beg and say clearly what you want. “Please? Awe poor baby…just be patient mama, I will make you feel so good, got to wait like a good girl tho or nothing for you.”

There was nothing you could do especially since his big hands spread your legs open as far as possible feeling your knee touch your jaw. “Shit-“ it was such a zero to one hundred thing, marks tongue licking straight up from your entrance to your clit in the sweetest way. For it felt good.

He was right, he always was.

“Taste so good..” god this was gonna be a great night.

Asking Jjk men how much they have in their bank!! PT2

>incl<Nanami, Choso, geto, Yuta

SMAU!

<Warn>Crack, joking, established relationships

PT1!