❥ olderbf!toji comforting you after a fight with your mom (shy!reader)
the figure in front of you —your mother, finding a excuse to yell at you.
in this case you were told to take the meat out of the freezer, no biggie, but you had forgotten —a simple mistake, you got distracted. she yelled at you, called you names.
“you’re always playing the victim”
“you’re selfish”
“you’re a horrible person”
“you can’t do nothing right.”
“are you even capable of anything?”
something as small as a little mistake turned into something big.
and you apologized—you stood there in the kitchen running it under warm water because you felt bad,
you even went as far and cooked dinner.
and yes what you did wasn’t nice but was it really worth fighting over?
times like these made you question your whole existence, if you really are a good person,if you’re that kind sweet girl you think you are. makes you feel horrible, maybe those things she said are true.
to clear your mind, you head back to the kitchen, to bake. you’d been wanting to make an orange loaf cake,
you were lightly humming a song that’d been stuck in your head, whisking your icing, as your cake cooled. baking is your passion, keeps your mind calm, keeps you at peace
but. it was still on your mind.
you pick up your phone.
10 missed calls from ‘toji ♥︎’
shit.
you completely forgot to call your boyfriend back—immediately you return his call
he answers instantly
“what took y’so damn long brat, had me worried about you.” you could feel the relief in his tone to hear your voice. “sorry i’ve had a lot going on” you mutter quietly. not wanting to trouble him. “do ‘y wanna walk about it? i got time.”
“no not really, i don’t wanna bother you” you hear him sigh from the other line “you’re not bothering me doll,”
“but—“ he cuts you off “you’re not causing me trouble either.”
you frown, he’s always too good for you, too kind. too understanding.
“um, well it’s stupid”
“’s not stupid if it upset ya’ now is it.?”
you shake your head, even though he cannot see you, “well this morning i was supposed to take the meat out of the freezer— this sounds so silly i can’t “ you mentally face palm
“s’okay cmon tell me” he murmurs
“she told me to take meat out of the freezer, but i got distracted and forgot about it, and she got upset—which is completely valid i was supposed to do what she asked.—“ you pause for a second
“you okay baby?” he murmurs softly
you hum in response before continuing.
“but then…she yelled at me, started calling me all these things— saying i’m not capable of anything and. i don’t know, it upset me. and i know it’s stupid and i’m sensitive and really dramatic, but it really made me feel a type of way.” you trail on
he hums, to let you know he’s till there. and very much listening to every single word that comes out of your mouth.
“toji…can i ask you a question?”
“‘course baby”
“am i a bad person?, a bad person for thinking it wasn’t a big deal, i mean i even cooked dinner because i felt so bad. i apologized to her as well. am i h-horrible for that?”
toji felt his heart being squeezed. his sweet girl thinking she’s a bad person? over a little misunderstanding? especially when you apologized and still cooked.
“what? no sweetie not at all, you even cooked still that goes to show you you’re kind. and a good person, i mean not everyone feels this sad over some meat” he chuckled lightly.
you press your lips together. a small smile creeped up on your face.
“i love you”
“i love you more doll”
“oh i’m comin’ over” he throws in last minute
“what? toji you can’t! my dad will see you!!” you say already looking outside the window.
❥ olderbf!toji comforting you after a fight with your mom (shy!reader)
the figure in front of you —your mother, finding a excuse to yell at you.
in this case you were told to take the meat out of the freezer, no biggie, but you had forgotten —a simple mistake, you got distracted. she yelled at you, called you names.
“you’re always playing the victim”
“you’re selfish”
“you’re a horrible person”
“you can’t do nothing right.”
“are you even capable of anything?”
something as small as a little mistake turned into something big.
and you apologized—you stood there in the kitchen running it under warm water because you felt bad,
you even went as far and cooked dinner.
and yes what you did wasn’t nice but was it really worth fighting over?
times like these made you question your whole existence, if you really are a good person,if you’re that kind sweet girl you think you are. makes you feel horrible, maybe those things she said are true.
to clear your mind, you head back to the kitchen, to bake. you’d been wanting to make an orange loaf cake,
you were lightly humming a song that’d been stuck in your head, whisking your icing, as your cake cooled. baking is your passion, keeps your mind calm, keeps you at peace
but. it was still on your mind.
you pick up your phone.
10 missed calls from ‘toji ♥︎’
shit.
you completely forgot to call your boyfriend back—immediately you return his call
he answers instantly
“what took y’so damn long brat, had me worried about you.” you could feel the relief in his tone to hear your voice. “sorry i’ve had a lot going on” you mutter quietly. not wanting to trouble him. “do ‘y wanna walk about it? i got time.”
“no not really, i don’t wanna bother you” you hear him sigh from the other line “you’re not bothering me doll,”
“but—“ he cuts you off “you’re not causing me trouble either.”
you frown, he’s always too good for you, too kind. too understanding.
“um, well it’s stupid”
“’s not stupid if it upset ya’ now is it.?”
you shake your head, even though he cannot see you, “well this morning i was supposed to take the meat out of the freezer— this sounds so silly i can’t “ you mentally face palm
“s’okay cmon tell me” he murmurs
“she told me to take meat out of the freezer, but i got distracted and forgot about it, and she got upset—which is completely valid i was supposed to do what she asked.—“ you pause for a second
“you okay baby?” he murmurs softly
you hum in response before continuing.
“but then…she yelled at me, started calling me all these things— saying i’m not capable of anything and. i don’t know, it upset me. and i know it’s stupid and i’m sensitive and really dramatic, but it really made me feel a type of way.” you trail on
he hums, to let you know he’s till there. and very much listening to every single word that comes out of your mouth.
“toji…can i ask you a question?”
“‘course baby”
“am i a bad person?, a bad person for thinking it wasn’t a big deal, i mean i even cooked dinner because i felt so bad. i apologized to her as well. am i h-horrible for that?”
toji felt his heart being squeezed. his sweet girl thinking she’s a bad person? over a little misunderstanding? especially when you apologized and still cooked.
“what? no sweetie not at all, you even cooked still that goes to show you you’re kind. and a good person, i mean not everyone feels this sad over some meat” he chuckled lightly.
you press your lips together. a small smile creeped up on your face.
“i love you”
“i love you more doll”
“oh i’m comin’ over” he throws in last minute
“what? toji you can’t! my dad will see you!!” you say already looking outside the window.
❥ olderbf!toji comforting you after a fight with your mom (shy!reader)
the figure in front of you —your mother, finding a excuse to yell at you.
in this case you were told to take the meat out of the freezer, no biggie, but you had forgotten —a simple mistake, you got distracted. she yelled at you, called you names.
“you’re always playing the victim”
“you’re selfish”
“you’re a horrible person”
“you can’t do nothing right.”
“are you even capable of anything?”
something as small as a little mistake turned into something big.
and you apologized—you stood there in the kitchen running it under warm water because you felt bad,
you even went as far and cooked dinner.
and yes what you did wasn’t nice but was it really worth fighting over?
times like these made you question your whole existence, if you really are a good person,if you’re that kind sweet girl you think you are. makes you feel horrible, maybe those things she said are true.
to clear your mind, you head back to the kitchen, to bake. you’d been wanting to make an orange loaf cake,
you were lightly humming a song that’d been stuck in your head, whisking your icing, as your cake cooled. baking is your passion, keeps your mind calm, keeps you at peace
but. it was still on your mind.
you pick up your phone.
10 missed calls from ‘toji ♥︎’
shit.
you completely forgot to call your boyfriend back—immediately you return his call
he answers instantly
“what took y’so damn long brat, had me worried about you.” you could feel the relief in his tone to hear your voice. “sorry i’ve had a lot going on” you mutter quietly. not wanting to trouble him. “do ‘y wanna walk about it? i got time.”
“no not really, i don’t wanna bother you” you hear him sigh from the other line “you’re not bothering me doll,”
“but—“ he cuts you off “you’re not causing me trouble either.”
you frown, he’s always too good for you, too kind. too understanding.
“um, well it’s stupid”
“’s not stupid if it upset ya’ now is it.?”
you shake your head, even though he cannot see you, “well this morning i was supposed to take the meat out of the freezer— this sounds so silly i can’t “ you mentally face palm
“s’okay cmon tell me” he murmurs
“she told me to take meat out of the freezer, but i got distracted and forgot about it, and she got upset—which is completely valid i was supposed to do what she asked.—“ you pause for a second
“you okay baby?” he murmurs softly
you hum in response before continuing.
“but then…she yelled at me, started calling me all these things— saying i’m not capable of anything and. i don’t know, it upset me. and i know it’s stupid and i’m sensitive and really dramatic, but it really made me feel a type of way.” you trail on
he hums, to let you know he’s till there. and very much listening to every single word that comes out of your mouth.
“toji…can i ask you a question?”
“‘course baby”
“am i a bad person?, a bad person for thinking it wasn’t a big deal, i mean i even cooked dinner because i felt so bad. i apologized to her as well. am i h-horrible for that?”
toji felt his heart being squeezed. his sweet girl thinking she’s a bad person? over a little misunderstanding? especially when you apologized and still cooked.
“what? no sweetie not at all, you even cooked still that goes to show you you’re kind. and a good person, i mean not everyone feels this sad over some meat” he chuckled lightly.
you press your lips together. a small smile creeped up on your face.
“i love you”
“i love you more doll”
“oh i’m comin’ over” he throws in last minute
“what? toji you can’t! my dad will see you!!” you say already looking outside the window.
❥ olderbf!kuna sees you without makeup for the first time (cw: shyinsecure!reader)
you were standing outside of your boyfriend’s apartment, waiting patiently, you held onto the strap of your overnight bag with so much emotion.
it’s your first time spending the night at his place. you hear his footsteps get closer. you anxiously take out your phone and get a quick good look at your appearance, i mean, you might lose your virginity tonight?
shit.
you’re completely barefaced. not even a coat of mascara. you look like a complete mess.
before you could dig something out of your bag. sukuna was towering over you. “hey” he says softly, the corners of his mouth twitched at the sight of you.
you don’t speak at first—you don’t even look him in the eye, your eyes glue themselves to the ground.
the shame and embarrassment you felt burned. it felt like your face was on fire. so many thoughts kept crossing your mind.
would your boyfriend still have feelings for you if he knew how you really looked?
would he still be attracted to you if he saw your body bare.
would he still hug and kiss you?
would he still find you beautiful?
would he even want to be around you if he saw all your imperfections?
would ryomen sukuna still love you if he saw you..?
you nervously chewed at your bottom lip, blood threatened to show.
“brat.” he lifts up your chin. “why are you hiding your face from me. what’s the matter?”
your eyes fill with salty tears that threaten to fall at any moment “i- can’t you see? i’m n-not pretty.” your eyes still don’t meet his.
sukuna felt his heart drop all the way down to his feet. you don’t think your beautiful?
how could you not see the beauty you carry within yourself?
you’re the most precious thing to him ever.
you’re his pretty girl.
“is that what this is about? sweetheart c’mon” he pulls you inside, flush against him, your face presses against his broad chest, his palms rub soothing circles on your hips. “i’m sorry, i’m sorry— sniffle— you have to see me like this.” your fingers clutch onto the thin fabric of his t-shirt.
your warm tears seep through. soaking the fabric.
“stop apologizing and look at me, let me see your face.” you slowly lift your head up, fully staring into his red irises.
“you are so incredibly precious to me, it pains me to know you feel that way about yourself—how can you not see the beauty in yourself ?” his thumb gently caresses your face, wiping all those sad tears away.
“and ‘m not the only who sees it y’know? you got no idea how many stares you get from everyone around you.” he smirks “just the other day that guy was hittin’ on you thinkin’ he stood a chance tch.” you give him a sweet smile, tugging him closer. “you really should be more cocky.” he pokes your cheek.
“thank you ryo. i’m sorry if this upset you, or caused you any trouble.” you mumbled quietly.
“you just keep on apologizing? you sure are a damn pathetic brat” he laughs mockingly, ruffling the top of your hair.
you smile, burying your face into his chest. “don’t make fun of me kuna!”
🧁 mean olderbf!kuna loves calling you a brat ! 18+
“mmf—fuck kuna i c-can’t” you moan out, your orgasm was only a couple thrusts away. your nails dug into his thin black cotton sheets, knuckles white and tense. “shut up, you can take it brat” his large hand muffles your pathetic cries.
“y’want my nephews to hear how pathetic you sound mm?” he hums in your ear. you whimper against his hand—trying to pull away
“don’t, don’t even try” he yanked your hand away, pinning it above your head.
he continued to pound into you roughly, hips snapping against yours with so much force, your back was in a nasty arch. you could feel the future soreness. a warm tear trails down your pretty face, the pleasure you were feeling was so intense it was overstimulating.
you were completely stretched, his length was splitting you open, his fat tip hitting your cervix with every rough thrust. your whole body felt warm.
“p-please kuna” — ah!— “can’t take it. you’re too big.” you cry out, as your manicured nails dug into the flesh of his tattooed back, that would leave red marks he’d show off proudly after
you could feel your orgasm building up.
his pace slows. teasing your release. your cries fade, and all you can focus on is the overwhelming pleasure, you were taking it, all of him
that sends you over the edge. your peak washes over you intensely.
“see? knew you could take it brat” he notices your fucked out face—how completely lost in pleasure. how drunk you are on his cock
he brushes your sweaty bangs out of your face, caressing your cheek with the pad of this thumb “cute” he muttered, more to himself than you.
❥ olderbf!kuna sees you without makeup for the first time (cw: shyinsecure!reader)
you were standing outside of your boyfriend’s apartment, waiting patiently, you held onto the strap of your overnight bag with so much emotion.
it’s your first time spending the night at his place. you hear his footsteps get closer. you anxiously take out your phone and get a quick good look at your appearance, i mean, you might lose your virginity tonight?
shit.
you’re completely barefaced. not even a coat of mascara. you look like a complete mess.
before you could dig something out of your bag. sukuna was towering over you. “hey” he says softly, the corners of his mouth twitched at the sight of you.
you don’t speak at first—you don’t even look him in the eye, your eyes glue themselves to the ground.
the shame and embarrassment you felt burned. it felt like your face was on fire. so many thoughts kept crossing your mind.
would your boyfriend still have feelings for you if he knew how you really looked?
would he still be attracted to you if he saw your body bare.
would he still hug and kiss you?
would he still find you beautiful?
would he even want to be around you if he saw all your imperfections?
would ryomen sukuna still love you if he saw you..?
you nervously chewed at your bottom lip, blood threatened to show.
“brat.” he lifts up your chin. “why are you hiding your face from me. what’s the matter?”
your eyes fill with salty tears that threaten to fall at any moment “i- can’t you see? i’m n-not pretty.” your eyes still don’t meet his.
sukuna felt his heart drop all the way down to his feet. you don’t think your beautiful?
how could you not see the beauty you carry within yourself?
you’re the most precious thing to him ever.
you’re his pretty girl.
“is that what this is about? sweetheart c’mon” he pulls you inside, flush against him, your face presses against his broad chest, his palms rub soothing circles on your hips. “i’m sorry, i’m sorry— sniffle— you have to see me like this.” your fingers clutch onto the thin fabric of his t-shirt.
your warm tears seep through. soaking the fabric.
“stop apologizing and look at me, let me see your face.” you slowly lift your head up, fully staring into his red irises.
“you are so incredibly precious to me, it pains me to know you feel that way about yourself—how can you not see the beauty in yourself ?” his thumb gently caresses your face, wiping all those sad tears away.
“and ‘m not the only who sees it y’know? you got no idea how many stares you get from everyone around you.” he smirks “just the other day that guy was hittin’ on you thinkin’ he stood a chance tch.” you give him a sweet smile, tugging him closer. “you really should be more cocky.” he pokes your cheek.
“thank you ryo. i’m sorry if this upset you, or caused you any trouble.” you mumbled quietly.
“you just keep on apologizing? you sure are a damn pathetic brat” he laughs mockingly, ruffling the top of your hair.
you smile, burying your face into his chest. “don’t make fun of me kuna!”
❥ olderbf!kuna sees you without makeup for the first time (cw: shyinsecure!reader)
you were standing outside of your boyfriend’s apartment, waiting patiently, you held onto the strap of your overnight bag with so much emotion.
it’s your first time spending the night at his place. you hear his footsteps get closer. you anxiously take out your phone and get a quick good look at your appearance, i mean, you might lose your virginity tonight?
shit.
you’re completely barefaced. not even a coat of mascara. you look like a complete mess.
before you could dig something out of your bag. sukuna was towering over you. “hey” he says softly, the corners of his mouth twitched at the sight of you.
you don’t speak at first—you don’t even look him in the eye, your eyes glue themselves to the ground.
the shame and embarrassment you felt burned. it felt like your face was on fire. so many thoughts kept crossing your mind.
would your boyfriend still have feelings for you if he knew how you really looked?
would he still be attracted to you if he saw your body bare.
would he still hug and kiss you?
would he still find you beautiful?
would he even want to be around you if he saw all your imperfections?
would ryomen sukuna still love you if he saw you..?
you nervously chewed at your bottom lip, blood threatened to show.
“brat.” he lifts up your chin. “why are you hiding your face from me. what’s the matter?”
your eyes fill with salty tears that threaten to fall at any moment “i- can’t you see? i’m n-not pretty.” your eyes still don’t meet his.
sukuna felt his heart drop all the way down to his feet. you don’t think your beautiful?
how could you not see the beauty you carry within yourself?
you’re the most precious thing to him ever.
you’re his pretty girl.
“is that what this is about? sweetheart c’mon” he pulls you inside, flush against him, your face presses against his broad chest, his palms rub soothing circles on your hips. “i’m sorry, i’m sorry— sniffle— you have to see me like this.” your fingers clutch onto the thin fabric of his t-shirt.
your warm tears seep through. soaking the fabric.
“stop apologizing and look at me, let me see your face.” you slowly lift your head up, fully staring into his red irises.
“you are so incredibly precious to me, it pains me to know you feel that way about yourself—how can you not see the beauty in yourself ?” his thumb gently caresses your face, wiping all those sad tears away.
“and ‘m not the only who sees it y’know? you got no idea how many stares you get from everyone around you.” he smirks “just the other day that guy was hittin’ on you thinkin’ he stood a chance tch.” you give him a sweet smile, tugging him closer. “you really should be more cocky.” he pokes your cheek.
“thank you ryo. i’m sorry if this upset you, or caused you any trouble.” you mumbled quietly.
“you just keep on apologizing? you sure are a damn pathetic brat” he laughs mockingly, ruffling the top of your hair.
you smile, burying your face into his chest. “don’t make fun of me kuna!”
