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Nanami, though reserved, would certainly be more intimate in his quiet, thoughtful way when he feels it’s the right moment. His affection would be deep and steady, expressed through small but meaningful gestures that let you know just how much he cares.

FLUFF,WHOSLESOME ;)

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All the Time in the World

The door opens, and Nanami stands there, framed in the glow of the hallway lights. His eyes soften the moment he sees you, shoulders easing as if being with you is the calm he’s been needing, too. Without a word, he steps inside, closing the door and gently taking your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours.

“Long day?” he asks, his voice low and warm. He lifts your hand to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss to your knuckles, his touch lingering just a second longer than usual.

You nod, feeling the tension in your shoulders start to ease under his gaze. “Too long.”

His eyes meet yours, and for a moment, he studies your face, as if he’s reading every bit of exhaustion etched there. “You don’t have to carry all of it on your own, you know.”

Without another word, he draws you into a gentle embrace, resting his chin on the top of your head. You feel his warmth, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, and you can’t help but let out a soft sigh, letting yourself relax into him.

“Why don’t you sit down,” he murmurs, his hand brushing lightly down your arm as he leads you to the couch. He goes to the kitchen, pulling out a few takeout boxes and setting them on the table with a quiet confidence that makes you feel like you’re exactly where you’re meant to be.

Once he’s settled next to you, you share a meal in comfortable silence. But you catch him looking at you every so often, his gaze lingering with a depth of affection that makes your cheeks warm. He reaches over, brushing a thumb across your cheek softly, as if he can’t help but be close to you.

“You’re beautiful when you’re working hard,” he says quietly, his voice carrying a gentle sincerity. “But you don’t have to try so hard. I’m here.”

You smile, touched by his words, and he leans in, his hand coming up to cradle the back of your neck as he kisses you, slow and unhurried, like you’re the only thing he cares about in the world at that moment. His lips are warm and gentle, his touch both protective and tender, as if he’s trying to pour all his feelings into that single kiss.

Afterward, he pulls you into his arms, wrapping the blanket around the both of you. He settles back, letting you rest against his chest, his fingers lazily tracing patterns along your arm. You can feel his breath against your hair, his closeness grounding you in a way nothing else can.

As the night deepens, he holds you close, his voice soft as he murmurs, “I’ll be here, no matter how tired you are or how heavy it feels. You don’t have to hold it all alone.”

His words wrap around you, as steady and comforting as his embrace. You close your eyes, feeling utterly safe and cherished in his arms, and you know that this quiet intimacy—the way he simply is with you—is the truest expression of his love.

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Beneath the Stars

~Mdni~

The room is softly lit by the moonlight streaming in from the open window, casting gentle shadows over the silken sheets and plush cushions. The air is calm, filled with the faint hum of distant magic and the scent of flowers. Everything about this place is serene, a reflection of the emotional intimacy you and Nanami share.

NANAMI stands by the window, his gaze outward, but there’s a quiet intensity in the way he carries himself. He turns slowly, catching your eye, his lips curling into the slightest smile—a smile that makes your heart skip a beat.

NANAMI

(soft, steady)

Are you sure?

(he steps closer, his voice softens)

This is our time. Only if you’re ready.

You meet his gaze with confidence, but underneath, there's a sense of vulnerability. You feel safe in his presence, knowing he would never push you. His voice, his words—they’re like a soft promise of protection.

YOU

(softly)

I trust you, Nanami. I’m ready.

He reaches for you gently, as though you were something precious and fragile. His fingers touch your face, brushing a stray lock of hair behind your ear. His touch is warm, and you lean into it instinctively, your body reacting to his steady calm.

NANAMI

(soft smile)

You have no idea how beautiful you are… how much I want to protect you.

The sincerity in his voice stirs something deep within you. He leans in and kisses you, slow and tender. His lips are soft, exploring yours with a reverence that takes your breath away. As the kiss deepens, his hands move, tracing the curve of your back, pulling you closer to him.

YOU

(breathless)

I’ve never felt this… seen before. So… cherished.

NANAMI

(voice low, comforting)

That’s because you are. You’re everything to me.

(he pauses, his breath warm against your skin)

I don’t want you to feel like you have to hide anything. Not from me. Not anymore.

His voice is calm, but there’s a rawness to his words, like he’s laying himself bare before you, revealing everything he is. You can feel the strength of his emotions beneath the steady exterior, and it draws you in even more.

He guides you slowly to the bed, his hands never leaving your body, tracing slow, deliberate paths. His movements are patient, as if savoring the moment, treating each step as sacred. The gentle, thoughtful way he touches you makes you feel safe in a way words alone could never explain.

NANAMI

(voice steady, filled with trust)

I’m not rushing you, love. You can tell me what you need. What you want.

(he brushes his thumb across your lips)

I’ll follow your pace, always.

Your heart races, not from fear, but from the deep connection building between you. You’ve never known intimacy like this, where every touch feels like a conversation, a promise. You pull him closer, your hands trailing up his chest, your fingers grazing his skin as if memorizing the warmth of his body.

YOU

(softly)

I want you, Kento. All of you. Right here, right now.

His eyes darken with an emotion you can’t quite name, but it’s deep, intense. He captures your lips in another kiss, this one more urgent, as though all the feelings he’s held inside are now pouring out in a gentle storm. His hands move with purpose, but always with care, as if ensuring you’re always in control.

NANAMI

(voice low, full of passion)

I’ll give you everything I have, everything you want. You’re mine now.

(he pulls back slightly, his forehead resting against yours)

And I will never let you go.

His words are a promise. His touch is soft but insistent as he slowly undresses you, his fingers brushing your skin like the gentlest of winds. Every kiss, every movement of his hands speaks of patience, of a man who would never rush, who would never push.

NANAMI

(soft, whispering)

You’re perfect, you know that? Everything about you is perfect.

(he caresses your side, his thumb running along your waist)

I want to make you feel like you’re the only one in this world. Because, right now, you are.

He leans in, pressing his lips to your shoulder, then your neck, each kiss like a vow, each touch like an affirmation of everything he feels for you. His hands gently roam your body, every movement deliberate, every gesture filled with a quiet intensity.

YOU

(whispering)

Make me feel everything, Kento. I want to feel you�� truly feel you.

He answers you with a kiss, deep and tender, his hands moving to hold you with a gentleness that speaks volumes. His body moves with yours, not in a hurried rush but in a slow, deliberate rhythm. Every press, every pull is a conversation—a shared moment of trust, of letting go.

NANAMI

(voice thick with emotion)

I’ve never felt anything like this… with anyone else. You make me feel like I can be completely myself.

You breathe together, your bodies moving in perfect harmony, the space between you disappearing with each soft, gentle touch. There’s nothing but the sound of your breath and the steady rhythm of your hearts.

NANAMI

(whispering, just above a breath)

I’ll love you like this, every day. Every single day.

The night stretches on, but it’s not about the passing hours. It’s about the quiet moments shared, the deep, unspoken bond that connects you both on a level that feels eternal.

As the dawn light begins to break through the window, you’re wrapped in his arms, safe, loved, and cherished. You know, without a doubt, that this—this—is where you both belong.

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Nanami, though reserved, would certainly be more intimate in his quiet, thoughtful way when he feels it’s the right moment. His affection would be deep and steady, expressed through small but meaningful gestures that let you know just how much he cares.

FLUFF,WHOSLESOME ;)

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All the Time in the World

The door opens, and Nanami stands there, framed in the glow of the hallway lights. His eyes soften the moment he sees you, shoulders easing as if being with you is the calm he’s been needing, too. Without a word, he steps inside, closing the door and gently taking your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours.

“Long day?” he asks, his voice low and warm. He lifts your hand to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss to your knuckles, his touch lingering just a second longer than usual.

You nod, feeling the tension in your shoulders start to ease under his gaze. “Too long.”

His eyes meet yours, and for a moment, he studies your face, as if he’s reading every bit of exhaustion etched there. “You don’t have to carry all of it on your own, you know.”

Without another word, he draws you into a gentle embrace, resting his chin on the top of your head. You feel his warmth, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, and you can’t help but let out a soft sigh, letting yourself relax into him.

“Why don’t you sit down,” he murmurs, his hand brushing lightly down your arm as he leads you to the couch. He goes to the kitchen, pulling out a few takeout boxes and setting them on the table with a quiet confidence that makes you feel like you’re exactly where you’re meant to be.

Once he’s settled next to you, you share a meal in comfortable silence. But you catch him looking at you every so often, his gaze lingering with a depth of affection that makes your cheeks warm. He reaches over, brushing a thumb across your cheek softly, as if he can’t help but be close to you.

“You’re beautiful when you’re working hard,” he says quietly, his voice carrying a gentle sincerity. “But you don’t have to try so hard. I’m here.”

You smile, touched by his words, and he leans in, his hand coming up to cradle the back of your neck as he kisses you, slow and unhurried, like you’re the only thing he cares about in the world at that moment. His lips are warm and gentle, his touch both protective and tender, as if he’s trying to pour all his feelings into that single kiss.

Afterward, he pulls you into his arms, wrapping the blanket around the both of you. He settles back, letting you rest against his chest, his fingers lazily tracing patterns along your arm. You can feel his breath against your hair, his closeness grounding you in a way nothing else can.

As the night deepens, he holds you close, his voice soft as he murmurs, “I’ll be here, no matter how tired you are or how heavy it feels. You don’t have to hold it all alone.”

His words wrap around you, as steady and comforting as his embrace. You close your eyes, feeling utterly safe and cherished in his arms, and you know that this quiet intimacy—the way he simply is with you—is the truest expression of his love.

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Nanami editors on TikTok are cooking a little too hard and now they got me all soppy about him ☹️

🎀 Husband!Nanami who’s manages to quell every single one of your outbursts without letting the situation scale into an argument. His way of approaching any relationship issues is just so inexplicably healthy, unlike anything you’ve experienced before. Whether you’re panicking, lashing out, or even crying he is present. Anything you have to say tumbles out of your mouth and when you’re done, his arms do all the talking as he tugs you close, rocking you back and forth in a soothing motion. All your emotions fizz away and you’re left a mushy mess in his arms, sniffling and nodding your head as he finally starts to talk you into calming down.

🌼 Husband!Nanami who is a big believer in spoiling you. Your hair is always glossy, your skin seems to glow from within, and your nails and clothes are nothing short but impeccable. But he also believes in spoiling you rotten with love. He has to hold you when it’s just you two alone, sitting you in his lap as his hands keep a reassuring grasp on your hips. And as you cling your arms around his neck and press your nose against his pulse, the world is quiet and peaceful and you feel like you’re falling in love all over again.

🎀 Husband!Nanami who is a sucker for feeling you scratch his back. It sounds a little strange but after a stressful day of work, all he wants is to strip down and flop onto the bed, knowing that you’ll always appear and give him what he wants. You insist on doing this anyways, settling your body on his lower back and raking your freshly manicured nails down his back to elicit rewarding little sounds from him. Low groans, gentle sighs, and cooes of “love you, baby” leave his lips and make their way to your ears, making you feel all fuzzy inside.

🌼 Husband!Nanami who lets you do makeup on him during his days off. Perched in his lap with him back against the headboard, you carefully curl his lashes before applying an even coat of mascara to his stubborn lashes. It’s not much makeup but it honestly suits him well; a cushion foundation, some concealer for his under eyes, and cheek and lip tint, and mascara. The fact your husband was so comfortable within his own skin and masculinity that you could doll him up so cutely made you giggle like a fool. And once you finish the everyday look, he’s so quick to ask about all the products and techniques you used with genuine care for what you have to say.

🎀 Husband!Nanami who slowly but surely becomes a biter. It all started when you tried to bite his cheeks while cuddling, only to pout when you nearly hit into his cheekbones. Of course he had to return to favor and nibbled on the squish of your cheeks, making you burst into laughter and squeals. From then on he’s expanded, leaving purplish love bites upon your chest and when you’re both feeling a little cheeky, on your collarbone and neck as well. It makes him flush with a little shame when he thinks about it, but the silent display of possessive affection never fails to leave him grinning like a child when he’s alone.

🌼 Husband!Nanami who has a photo of you everywhere and makes it known to anyone asking that yes, that lovely lady is his wife. His lock screen is a snapshot of your hands after a spa nail, pretty pink nails and a golden band that is your wedding ring. There's a small pic of you in his wallet from the times you were just starting to date, caught in a frenzied laughter after being told a joke. Ooh, and if anyone asks who you are after seeing such photos of you, he’ll say with all his chest “that’s my wife in these photos. I love her very much,” all while having a rare smile in public on his face.

🎀 Husband!Nanami who loves you like there’s no tomorrow. Who holds your hand everywhere outside and watches over you with critical eyes, glaring at anyone who even remotely gives you a strange look. He’s a man that drags out every kiss, a hand on your neck as he gently groans into your mouth. Who hugs you so tightly you feel like you’re about to burst at the seams, thick and burly forearms encircling your waist as you snuggle against his chest. This is where you belong, the both of you: nestled in each other in a heart-to-heart embrace.

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Thank you to everyone who got me to 100 likes!

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Boyfriend headcanons

Gojo satoru ♡

Listen to After hours by weekend or btbt by B.I and Soulja Boy while reading this and imagine fake scenarios...trust me bruh..find da links below 😫 🤏🏼

Gojo satoru × reader (gender neutral)

No warnings,

He would tease the shit out of you..fr...doesn't care if you're in public or at home..it's his love language

Takes pride in showing you off("wear anything baby,i can fight...I'm strongest afterall..")

Absolute mess..please call him yours and see the strongest sorcerer blush like this 😳....but ends up whispering in your ear asking to say that again...may lead to other things 👩‍🦯

He loves the way you talk to him(especially when you rant to him about your day and work at the end of the day)

Still can't accept the fact that you are real...call him pet names (when you call him toru he is on cloud nine)📈📈

He won't cheat on u ( no one can can convince me on that particular fact okay!?cuz...he would have talked to many girls but never made a serious commitment or got into a relationship before because he thinks it's special and he was unsure of finding someone like you before he met you)

my man is probably tired of being strong 24/7 please take care of him :( he was lonely as a teen...he was the type of guy who would be there for everyone yet ended up having no one to go to when he felt low

(even if he portrays himself as a cool and carefree manchild he drops his mask when he's with you

He adores you👁👄👁he looks at you like this⤵️...he believes that you're some type mystical creature sent from heaven

Takes care of you (he's especially concerned about your mental health as he knows what it's like to undergo shit...ke kinda understands where you come from..he doesn't want you to feel alone as he knows what it feels like

Tbh as a child and a teen he didn't even have a person to go when he was feeling low...this is where the cool facade and carefree attitude started to develop...now everyone calls him annoying

He's very clingy and doesn't hide it..can't sleep without you beside him..please understand him and let him be vulnerable...

he opens up to you once he's sure that he's the one for you as this man thinks that he doesn't deserve you...

He probably wants to be with you 24/7😫he likes to cook for you ...bonus points if you hug his waist from behind

And the last one...he Apologizes to you first after arguments ....cuz he loves his baby more than anything else..he would LITERALLY give up anything to keep you close

🎧 listen to this

Or this ..trust me😌

Part 2???

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Antisocial personality disorder

A disorder characterized by a pervasive pattern of disregard for and violation of the rights of others that is manifested in childhood or early adolescence. (adapted from dsm-iv)

A personality disorder whose essential feature is a pervasive pattern of disregard for, and violation of, the rights of others that begins in childhood or early adolescence and continues into adulthood. The individual must be at least age 18 and must have a history of some symptoms of conduct disorder before age 15. (from dsm-iv, 1994)

Personality disorder characterized by conflict with others, low frustration tolerance, inadequate conscience development, and rejection of authority and discipline.

Personality disorder whose essential feature is a pervasive pattern of disregard for, and violation of, the rights of others through aggressive, antisocial behavior, without remorse or loyalty to anyone.

Symptoms include:

Disregard for right and wrong

Persistent lying or deceit to exploit others

Being callous, cynical and disrespectful of others

Using charm or wit to manipulate others for personal gain or personal pleasure

Arrogance, a sense of superiority and being extremely opinionated

Recurring problems with the law, including criminal behavior

Repeatedly violating the rights of others through intimidation and dishonesty

Impulsiveness or failure to plan ahead

Hostility, significant irritability, agitation, aggression or violence

Lack of empathy for others and lack of remorse about harming others

Unnecessary risk-taking or dangerous behavior with no regard for the safety of self or others

Poor or abusive relationships

Failure to consider the negative consequences of behavior or learn from them

Being consistently irresponsible and repeatedly failing to fulfill work or financial obligations

Causes:

Genes may make you vulnerable to developing antisocial personality disorder — and life situations may trigger its development

Changes in the way the brain functions may have resulted during brain development

Risk factors:

Diagnosis of childhood conduct disorder

Family history of antisocial personality disorder or other personality disorders or mental health disorders

Being subjected to abuse or neglect during childhood

Unstable, violent or chaotic family life during childhood

Complications:

Spouse abuse or child abuse or neglect

Problems with alcohol or substance use

Being in jail or prison

Homicidal or suicidal behaviors

Having other mental health disorders such as depression or anxiety

Low social and economic status and homelessness

Premature death, usually as a result of violence

Antisocial personality disorder is difficult to treat, but for some people, treatment and close follow-up over the long term may be beneficial. Look for medical and mental health professionals with experience in treating antisocial personality disorder.

Treatment depends on each person's particular situation, their willingness to participate in treatment and the severity of symptoms.

Psychotherapy

Psychotherapy, also called talk therapy, is sometimes used to treat antisocial personality disorder. Therapy may include, for example, anger and violence management, treatment for alcohol or substance misuse, and treatment for other mental health conditions.

But psychotherapy is not always effective, especially if symptoms are severe and the person can't admit that he or she contributes to serious problems.

Medications

There are no medications specifically approved by the Food and Drug Administration to treat antisocial personality disorder. Doctors may prescribe medications for conditions sometimes associated with antisocial personality disorder, such as anxiety or depression, or for symptoms of aggression. Certain drugs are usually prescribed cautiously because they have the potential for misuse.

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Stay - Zhongli

An- as said in pt 3 of God is Overworked, Underpaid, and Touchstarved, I got a Zhongli on 50/50. So I wrote this to celebrate the CEO of Geo! I also kind of used this for imagery practice. And please give constructive criticism if you think there's anything I could improve here.

Tw: Religious themes technically, yandere but soft cuddly yandere, (this whole drabble is just Zhongli being cuddled and being called little dragon because I find it cute.)

Strong arms held you close underneath soft fabric. Drops of sunlight barely touched your face from the closed blinds. A faint scent of glaze lilies and old books wafted from behind. You took a look around, reminding you where you were. You were in your Serenitea Pot, housed in palace architecture resembling that of Liyue's. The glint of first light looked as though it belonged in the room, complementing the other yellow and dark brown shades in it.

Your beloved little dragon was just where you fell asleep with him. He spooned you from behind, nose nuzzling into the back of your neck. The slightest breaths of hot air coming from him tickled you.

At your awareness, your little dragon shifted a little while not changing the position in any way that would put more space between you two. Faint humming told you he too was awake and most likely had been for a while.

"You're awake."

Zhongli's voice had a dull sleepiness to it, sounding as though he was waking up from his first sleep in years, though it was somewhat true. His arms pulled you in tighter to his slender yet muscled form. He was dressed in a thin white shirt and leggings, the fabric from both being quite soft on your skin. His hair was still in a ponytail, though quite loose from sleep.

Simply turning around to face him, you leant in for a kiss, him meeting you in the middle. The kiss was light, a moment or two of his lips being on yours. One of his arms was under your head like a pillow while the other caressed your face. As always, Zhongli's lips were a tantalizing softness part of you wanted to indulge in for every second for the rest of your life. But, you had work to do, a Teyvat to guide and you slowly moved away from his body.

"Please, your grace, stay? Only if you would like to of course," Zhongli asked, a sort of desperate need in his voice that almost surprised you. Believe it or not, the Geo Archon was actually quite clingy when in your arms, though you were more than happy to indulge him. Zhongli pulled you in closer while moving himself closer to you, your face right next to his chest.

You nuzzled right into him, feeling his pecs. Immediately, a soft rumbling sound came from him. Your little dragon was purring, clearly happy that you stopped moving away from him.

"You know what LiLi? I think we'll stay in for today, besides, Teyvat should be able to hold itself together for at least a day without me," You gave in, snuggling into his warm body.

Of course, he returned the sentiment, holding you close and placing a kiss on your forehead.

"Perfect."

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Boyfriend headcanons

Gojo satoru ♡

Listen to After hours by weekend or btbt by B.I and Soulja Boy while reading this and imagine fake scenarios...trust me bruh..find da links below 😫 🤏🏼

Gojo satoru × reader (gender neutral)

No warnings,

He would tease the shit out of you..fr...doesn't care if you're in public or at home..it's his love language

Takes pride in showing you off("wear anything baby,i can fight...I'm strongest afterall..")

Absolute mess..please call him yours and see the strongest sorcerer blush like this 😳....but ends up whispering in your ear asking to say that again...may lead to other things 👩‍🦯

He loves the way you talk to him(especially when you rant to him about your day and work at the end of the day)

Still can't accept the fact that you are real...call him pet names (when you call him toru he is on cloud nine)📈📈

He won't cheat on u ( no one can can convince me on that particular fact okay!?cuz...he would have talked to many girls but never made a serious commitment or got into a relationship before because he thinks it's special and he was unsure of finding someone like you before he met you)

my man is probably tired of being strong 24/7 please take care of him :( he was lonely as a teen...he was the type of guy who would be there for everyone yet ended up having no one to go to when he felt low

(even if he portrays himself as a cool and carefree manchild he drops his mask when he's with you

He adores you👁👄👁he looks at you like this⤵️...he believes that you're some type mystical creature sent from heaven

Takes care of you (he's especially concerned about your mental health as he knows what it's like to undergo shit...ke kinda understands where you come from..he doesn't want you to feel alone as he knows what it feels like

Tbh as a child and a teen he didn't even have a person to go when he was feeling low...this is where the cool facade and carefree attitude started to develop...now everyone calls him annoying

He's very clingy and doesn't hide it..can't sleep without you beside him..please understand him and let him be vulnerable...

he opens up to you once he's sure that he's the one for you as this man thinks that he doesn't deserve you...

He probably wants to be with you 24/7😫he likes to cook for you ...bonus points if you hug his waist from behind

And the last one...he Apologizes to you first after arguments ....cuz he loves his baby more than anything else..he would LITERALLY give up anything to keep you close

🎧 listen to this

Or this ..trust me😌

Part 2???

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not only he’ll pick you up and carry you home or to the car if your high heels hurt you, but wakatoshi will buy you a new pair of comfortable shoes, flats or sandals— your choice, no matter how expensive.

not only he’ll make sure you’re wearing something comfortable that doesn’t give your blisters and awful pains, but he will also kneel in front of you, take off your high heels, put on the newly bought pair and it’s somehow (very) erotic, hot, you’d do unspeakable things to him right there on that bench. he’s very gentle with you and if you ask him, wakatoshi loves taking care of you.

he doesn’t scold you for wearing uncomfortable high heels yet again, why would he? but he told you— while you were staring at your own reflection in the mirror— that you’ll be in pain, “i know, i know! don’t worry, baby, i’ll be JUST fine.”

and then you weren’t.

“hm?”

“i said my ankles hurt...”

and the best thing is you’re always sure if you complain about your pain, wakatoshi will pick you up. you’re too spoiled.

alternatively, wakatoshi knows you so well and he knows you’ll wear uncomfortable pumps because they look so irresistibly good to you. so he keeps an emergency pair and band aids in his car just in case and the same happens, you’re his angel— any discomfort, he’ll make it go away.

don’t even bother to tell him, wakatoshi is used to it.. he doesn’t like seeing you in pain, why would you wear something so uncomfortable? why would put yourself through so much pain— if he can’t convince to wear try a different pair, he can at least make sure you won’t be suffering too much. if you ever forget to bring a second pair, wakatoshi is already prepared. the perks of having a responsible husband <3

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talking about my beloved’s hands

masterlist

ushijima’s hands are rugged, calloused and way too big for his own good. the veins lining his skin are a reminder of his athletic lifestyle. he rarely wears a ring, but ever since you’ve told him that you like rings on hands, he’s been wearing a very delicate silver band in his middle finger.

you think about how these hands, are the same hands that hold you when things get rough, when you feel like you can't breathe, when it's all breaking down and you can feel yourself falling in the cracks. ushijima always manages to pull you out.

these are the same hands that feed you when you're tired or give you a bath on a rough day, massaging circles in your back, wiping tears from your face. they hold you in your worst times, when all is lost, when you feel like it doesn't matter anymore. the same hands you clutch when in fear, afraid of whatever bad that will befall you.

these are the hands you can't spend a day without and it kills you when ushijima is angry and doesn't let you hold them. untangling you from himself and you feel like you’ve been sentenced to hell on earth.

these are the same hands that you hold whenever you're happy and everything seems to be going right. when you’re walking to the park, when you come back home from a good day, when you can't help but ramble on about how much you're closer to achieving your dream.

these are the same hands that you can't help but kiss before going to sleep at night, kissing lining his knuckles. ushijima always cups your face and pulls you closer for another kiss.

these are the same hands that hold you like fine china, as if you're the only thing that has ever mattered, as if you’re the only reason why ushijima continues to breathe and the only reason why he stays sane for so long. the same hands that trace your skin as if you're Aphrodite in human form.

these are the same hands that you want to hold forever, that you hope to spent eternity with and if life ever gave you a chance, you’d do it all again.

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ushijima things I was thinking about

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his hands are so large and calloused and yours are so small and soft that he loves it,, especially when you caress his face. your touch feels so warm to him. and because of your small hands, ushijima doesn't let you hold anything [it happens unintentionally], always saying ”let me hold that for you, darling.“ his hands somehow always know the right place to be, like rubbing circles on your back, giving you headpats or playing with your hair >:(

ushijima cooking! he's! an! amazing! cook! He wears a cute little apron with cute little animals on it,, asks you to come in and taste his food, as he blows on the spoon for you to try a bite. imagine a dinner date with him in the winter,, where both of you are huddled together to have warm soup with ramen.

ushijima giving shoulder kisses!! he loves pressing kisses to your shoulders and even your knuckles. when you're cuddling, with your back on his chest, he always whispers such sweet things like, ”i love you baby” or “make me feel like ’m on top of the world.“ and if you're watching some soapy tv show, he laughs in your ear and ushijima’s laugh >>> or whenever you cling to him during a scary movie, he grins.

ushijima absolutely tries to not crush you with his body weight but some days he's so tired from his matches, he just collapses on top of you,, inhaling your scent [not in a creepy way, it makes him feel at home]. you always smell like the sense of belonging he needed, he doesn't know how to explain it.

he steals glances at you whenever you're not looking. especially during his match, right before his serve, he just looks at you because it's somehow calming. whenever you're trying to focus, you can feel his gaze burning into you. he looks at you so intently, memorizing all your features. he just can't help but fall in love all over again.

absolutely the type of person to not let you walk on the side closer to the road,, he always shelters you and his grip on your hand is so tight on whenever you're in a crowd because he doesn't want you to get lost >:( will even carry you on your back or make you walk ahead of him.

speaking of a relative height difference, he always finds it so cute that you have to stand on top of things to tie his tie or reach his belongings. the type to lean against the doorframe and watch your frame struggle until he realizes he has to help. if you're taller than him, he is so fascinated that he places things higher on purpose to see you reach out for them because he thinks it's so cool??? like! you see the world like him?

he motivates you to become the best person in your life. he'll be there, for anything that's important to you. he'll push you to get better. he'll listen to you explain him a topic for hours and then ask questions! ranting to him is so much fun omg <3 he just sits there, saying things like, “you’re absolutely right”. He doesn't give his opinion unless he knows you're ready to hear it.

but I guess the hardest day is when he breaks down. it's so heartbreaking and gut wrenching because he's an amazing person who deserves the world.

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UNDONE.

≡ gojo satoru x f!reader

↳ all he wants is to please you, but when you take him up within your own hands — small and nimble wrapped around his length, a hopeful desire springs out of Gojo pushing him to want more as he imagines what it would be like to be the father of your children.

tw/cw: unedited. smut. explicit language. praise. blow job. satoru wanting to make a baby. cum eating. deep throating. gagging. unprotected sex. reader called: princess, angel, my girl, baby and referred to as a mom.

✉ : hmm hello (( : i didn’t get to edit it, so i hope you dont mind the mistakes and flaws (˵ˊᯅˋ˵) sigh but still hope you can enjoy !!

“I-is this okay?” You quietly muttered, unzipping his pants as you knelt in between his strong thighs while he sat on the edge of his bed, your hands grazing past his clothed bulge, his hardened flesh throbbing inside the constraint of his cotton briefs, nodding slightly as if it had a mind of its own.

Slightly flinching at your gentle touch, expectantly waiting with his brows furrowed, his pink lips peeking open, lips glistening with a light sheer of saliva as he lowly groaned whilst looking down at you. Giving you a breathy response, his exposed torso showcasing his toned chest as his stomach clenched tight, flexing his abs in prominent definition as his hips shamelessly bucked forward in desire for more of your touch,

“Mhm… more than okay baby,” Gojo whispered with a lingering chuckle. His crystal cerulean eyes blazed in lust, half lidded as he brushed his index fingers against the apples of your cheeks, softly traveling down your face to play with your soft lips, hesitantly pushing his thumb in, observing your every move, watching your every reaction with finite discretion as he awaited your next move.

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Hi!! i really like your contents! can u do oct 27? thank you so much 💗💜💜

Language Of Birthdays: October 27 - Scorpio

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The Day Of Impulse

The forceful individuals born on October 27 have dynamic and impulsive characters. Their fiery feelings can be expressed within a wide emotional range, from the sunny good will of a fun-loving spirit to the brooding intensity of a dark passion. Not surprisingly, those born on this day are capable of great mood swings. It is extremely important that they learn to direct their emotional nature, for if allowed to turn negative it can cause great destruction, most often to their own life and work.

The October 27 individual in whom the dark side predominates, the introvert, is often prone to escapism, depression and self-destructive impulses—the latter two factors particularly dangerous because they can materialize so quickly and are thus difficult for loved ones to prevent. The sunnier type of person born on this day, the extrovert, directs energy outward—developing and encouraging friends and associates, as well as constructively improving their environment. Both types, however, have great creative energy, albeit sporadic, which enlivens their work.

Because many October 27 people wish to give the impression of rock-solid dependability, they tend to ignore their own sensitivity. Their impressive exterior may well hide a surprisingly fragile psyche. The danger here is that they will push themselves beyond their limits and chance suffering a breakdown.

October 27 people display a great need for approval and affectionate support from friends and family. It could be said that the devotion of others is of paramount importance to them. However, those born on this day can be skillful manipulators of the feelings of those close to them as well, and capable of both projecting powerful emotional impulses outward and of with- holding approval.

Those born on October 27 are the kinds of people who can cause emotional shock waves and changes of vibrational states just by their presence, by a glance—even by their thoughts. They must be particularly careful of possessiveness and jealousy, on the one hand, and a neglectful distancing on the other. It is crucial that they recognize how influential and powerful they can be, since many operate almost entirely on an unconscious level, unaware of how they are impact- ing on others. This is particularly true regarding those to whom they have responsibilities or interdependences: children, mates, parents, close friends, colleagues or employees.

Strengths:

Alive

Energetic

Powerful

Weaknesses:

Depressive

Jealous

Self-destructive

Advice

Those born on October 27 expend great impulsive energy which can leave them exhausted. They may need long periods of time to recover from intense or dynamic experience, including negative ones like illness. For those born on this day particularly, physical signs and symptoms should not be ignored but heeded, diagnosed and treated promptly. If October 27 people have suffered excessive rejection, painful loss of a loved one (particularly at an early age) or stormy love affairs, they may be prone to depressions. October 27 people should keep busy during fallow periods—vigorous physical exercise favouring the accomplishment of objective goals is recommended, but competitive sports should generally be avoided.

Treat people with kindness and consideration, as ends in themselves listen carefully to what they tell you

Find a way to direct your energies constructively when you are not working

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SUSHI MAKING - GOJO.

˗ˏˋ sfw : A lot of fluff.

It's been a really busy and stressful day.

You haven't uttered a single word since he picked you up from work, hugging your own knees in the car seat and looking out the window.

Gojo knew these moments of yours, and as much as he could be playful and provocative he also knew when to give you space.

Just driving and occasionally reaching out to caress your hair, making you feel his presence. Making sure you knew you weren't alone in this, for whatever it was you'd always have him by your side.

In about fifteen minutes you two reached his penthouse. He opened the door for you and let you run into the bathroom to settle into more comfortable clothes, such as one of his t-shirts and a simple pair of shorts.

You looked in the mirror, noticing your pale skin and obvious dark circles that were impossible not to notice. Sighing and rinsing your face with fresh water in a vain attempt to recover.

Your boss treated you pretty badly today, yelling at you and telling you how useless you were. Adding the cherry on top to your already devastated mood.

Holding back the tears, leaving the room and heading towards the kitchen. Hearing loud noises of dishes.

And there he was, trying to roll avocado and sashimi stuffed rice with the Makisu Mat. Attempting to create those rolls you go crazy for, trying to get them out right. Knowing of how much you liked sushi and how your face used to light up at the very simple thought.

Gojo’s gesture made you part your lips, since when did he know how to prepare them?

Little by little you got closer, hugging him from behind and placing your cheek against his back. Breathing deeply, inhaling the good cologne he wore.

“ Oh love, I don't know how it will come out but it's the thought that matters, doesn’t it? “

He laughed, filling the room with that beautiful sound that made you fall in love like the first every time. Causing you to smile and making you wrap your arms around his waist even more.

“ I am so grateful to have you in my life, Satoru. “

You murmured, his lips fill with a broad smile. Turning around, forcing you to immediately bring your arms around his neck as his arms wrapped around your small frame. Bringing you closer.

“ You're gorgeous, sweetheart. I'm the lucky one here. Having a woman like you by my side. "

He said gently stroking a lock of hair away from your face and placing a kiss on your forehead.

Skipping a heartbeat. Closing your eyes and squeezing his shirt between your fingers, taking courage for the words you would soon be pronouncing.

“ I love you, Toru. “

You confessed, almost trembling because of his possible answer. You never told him before, but it was what you felt growing in your chest day by day. And after this umpteenth thought of his, always so sweet and caring. You couldn't help it.

The caresses on your cheek did not stop for a moment and your eyes locked. Noticing the clear tears that almost threatened to fall from his beautiful eyes, for a few seconds almost fearing you said something wrong.

“ I love you too, pumpkin. Much more than you might ever think. “

He whispered in a soft voice, sweetly smashing his lips against yours in a contact full of love. Letting this kiss speak for him, passing you all those colors that you were able to make explode inside of him. Showing him this monotonous world under completely different eyes.

Pulling away after endless moments with a small snap, smiling against your lips before turning back to the counter. Quickly wiping a tear away from his cheek and going back to work.

“ This sushi won't make itself, could you cut me some salmon baby? I don't think I made enough of it. “

Satoru pointed to the cutting board, making you giggle and placing a kiss on his red cheek. Doing as he asked you.

You wished you could have stayed closed in this moment forever, replaying it over and over again.

Having finally found your person, the one you didn't think existed for someone like you.

But here he was, all for you. Aware that you would never let him go, you two were really meant for each other.

©️ venjras.

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winter cabin

kaeya x gn!reader

fluff + slight hurt/comfort // modern au

warnings: not proofread + lowercase + swearing + small mentions of alcohol & overworking + slightly suggestive + use of pet names

a/n: was supposed to go to a parade tonight but the weather made it get postponed :( i kinda rushed this near the end bc i got rly tired LOL. also i’m not sorry for the angst <3

your best friend amber was the one to suggest a winter cabin to you

you’d been telling her how you wanted to have a small get-away with kaeya because you both really needed a break. he’d been overworking himself a lot lately and you’d been wrapped up with everything at your job and trying to help him. you weren’t exactly sure what to do though— until she suggested it to you

luckily you knew someone that rented cabins so it was fairly easy to get one (they even gave you a small discount)

jean was also understanding and easy to convince when you asked her to give kaeya the week off so you could go to the cabin with him. she’d been a little concerned also so she did it without much hesitation

now came the hard part— convincing kaeya to actually go

you exited your office and headed down the hall towards his. when you two bought the house a year ago you got this one mainly because it had enough room for two at-home offices.

you exited your office and headed down the hall towards his. when you two bought the house a year ago you got this one mainly because it had enough room for two at-home offices.

with a small knock you slipped past the door. you saw kaeya sitting at his desk typing away at his computer, pausing periodically to write something on the notepad in front of him. walking up behind him you placed a hand on his shoulder as you kneeled down a little. you let out a small sigh when you noticed the half-empty bottle of wine on the desk.

“y/n—“ kaeya looked down at you out of the corner of his eye. “i’m sorry i didn’t hear you come in. do you need something love?”

“no, i just wanted to talk to you about something,” you moved your hand to his thigh as you grabbed a stool to sit on so you weren’t killing your knees.

“oh? what is it?” kaeya asked as he turned his attention to you. he tabbed out of whatever he was working on and spun his chair some so that he was facing you, your knees now brushing against each other.

“i have something planned for us to go somewhere for the week.”

kaeya raised an eyebrow at you. you could see the confusion on his face. “but i have w—“

“i already talked to jean and convinced her to give you the week off,” you interjected, letting out a sigh. you felt bad for cutting him off but you already knew what he was going to say.

there was a long pause. you watched kaeya, trying to read his face but it was a fail. you could definitely tell that he was tired and stressed but god only knows what was going through his head right now.

“bub please just agree and take the week off—“ you took one of his hands in yours, squeezing it gently. he looked down at your hands then back up at you. “—i wanna do something for you. you need a break from everything, you deserve time to relax.”

“when do we leave?” kaeya let out an exasperated sigh as he ran his thumb over your knuckles.

“tomorrow afternoon— i know it’s a little short notice but i wanted it to be a surprise.”

“well,” he stood up and looked down at you. “guess we better start packing then.”

with a small nod and a smile you stood up too. you placed a gentle kiss to his lips, mumbling a small “i love you” against them.

—

the next day rolled around fairly quick. it felt like just after you closed your eyes to go to sleep you were being woken up by the scream of your alarms

luckily y’all managed to get everything packed the night before so all you had to do was get dressed, eat, and load the car

it didn’t take too long to do all of that. by around 10am everything was done so you decided to leave out early

kaeya kept insisting to drive but every time you argued and said no— it’d ruin the surprise because you’d have to tell him where you were going. he eventually just gave up because he knew you wouldn’t cave

the drive was fairly long but since there was somebody to talk to it went by pretty quick. you two jammed out to music, talked about random shit, etc etc. there were times of silence but it wasn’t an agonizing silence. kaeya even fell asleep a few times (you snapped a pic when you had gotten off the road to grab something to eat just to tease him about later)

you eventually found the road that lead up to the cabin. kaeya kept questioning you the closer you got to it but you just shushed him

—

“this is how horror movies start y’know,” kaeya let out a small huff as he looked out the window. the scenery was pretty bland— just a bunch of bare trees covered in snow.

“it’s gonna be fine just shush,” you rolled your eyes as you glanced down at your phone on your thigh. the map said you were about a mile away. “we’re almost there.”

within a minute or so you rounded a corner and the cabin came into view. you looked at kaeya through your peripheral vision and laughed as you saw his eye widen slightly.

“this is where we’re staying..?” he looked over at you, cocking his head to the side slightly

you nodded, stealing a quick glance at him. deep down you were worrying that he wouldn’t really like it and it’d just be a wasted trip.

“how did you-?”

“i know someone i went to school with that rents these cabins,” you shrugged as you pulled up in front of the house. you put it in park and sat there for a moment.

it looked way prettier than what the pictures showed. it was all made of what looked like shiny oak wood. the roof was pointed and slanted, the windows were very long vertically and thin horizontally. the porch was lit up by golden lanterns that looked like they had a sunset captured inside. there was snow covering the ground and parts of the roof.

you two hopped out of your SUV and unloaded the suitcases— thankfully the two of you combined only had 2 suitcases and 2 backpacks so it wasn’t that hard so unload.

the walk to the cabin was short but you were freezing. kaeya made his usual remark about how you can’t handle the cold (causing him to get a punch to the bicep).

when you two walked through the door you were greeted by a bunch of lit candles and rose petals making a trail off to somewhere. for a split second you were confused on what was in front of you— but then it dawned on you that you had asked for this in the preparation requests.

“oh?” kaeya raised an eyebrow and looked over at you. that look on his face was… dangerous. lustful but dangerous.

you had just barely started to drop your bags when his lips were on yours.

—

the two of you had a relaxing trip

you mostly stayed in the cabin, but you did go to a small town that was nearby a couple times

it had a cute little diner that you grabbed meals from a few times. there were nice little shops too so you had to stop there

other than those few times you didn’t leave the cabin. you two just stayed cuddled up next to each other for 98% of the time. you always had your hands on each other (you also showered together each time— it was kaeya’s idea to do it because it’d “save water” but he had ulterior motives)

time honestly slipped away from you while you were there. it was nice being able to spend time with your boyfriend and actually seeing him happy. it had been quite awhile since you saw that cute ass smile that made you fall in love all over again

—

you were laying in bed with kaeya. you had your head resting on his chest while he had his arm wrapped around your torso to keep you close. the only sound was the faint muffle of the tv and the fireplace crackling.

you were drawing small hearts on your lover’s bare abdomen with your fingers. you’d periodically reach up and give kaeya a small kiss to which he’d just hum in response before returning the kiss.

“darling,” kaeya’s voice broke the silence. his voice sounded raspy and soft. it almost sounded fragile in a way, if that made sense

“yes bub?” you rested your chin on his chest and looked up at him. you reached up and grabbed a strand of his hair, twirling it between your index and middle finger.

“thank you for everything this week,” he gave you a small smile. despite his voice and face looking completely fine his eye looked like he was on the verge of tears. your eyes do betray you after all.

“you don’t need to thank me,” you tilted your head slightly, propping it against your other hand that was resting in the middle of his chest.

“nono, i do—“ he began, taking a deep breath. “i’ve just been so distant with you lately and you still managed to do all of this for me when i really, really don’t deserve it. i really don’t even deserve you.”

“kaeya alberich.” you sat up a little. you cupped his cheek with your hand, massaging his cheekbone with your thumb. “you do deserve it. to be honest you deserve the world— and if i could give you that i would. i’m not mad at you for being distant because i understand. it’s a shitty time of year for you and you need something to distract yourself from it. that’s completely okay.”

you were right— he was on the verge of tears. your words were the final straw; the draft of air that tore down the deck of cards. weeks of pent up emotions poured out. you pulled him up into a tight hug. he buried his face in the crook of your neck.

you just sat there with him, letting him let everything out. you ran your hands through his hair as an attempt to calm him. you kept whispering small reminders that you were here for him and that you cared.

you felt awful that you couldn’t do that much to help. yeah you could be there but that didn’t make his pain completely go away. you’d gladly take his place in a heartbeat if it meant he could be happy. the holidays were always hard on him. everyone in mondstadt saw it as a time to spend time with family and friends and give them gifts for everything they did this year. obviously it would be hard on kaeya because, well— he’s got no family left. you always let him spend time with you and your family but that still would never completely fill that void in his heart.

“i’m— sorry,” kaeya pulled away causing you to loosen the hug. his face was stained with tears. your heart ached seeing the sight.

“don’t apologize,” you wiped some of the tears away, reaching over to your nightstand and grabbing some tissues for him.

the rest of the night was just you giving kaeya some extra tlc. letting him cuddle you however he wanted, showering him in kisses, humming soft tunes, reminding him how much he meant to you, etc. you even braided his hair at one point because you knew he loved it. this went on until you two fell asleep.

“i love you so so so much, y/n. i know i don’t show it that all well but i truly do, and i hope you know that.” was the last thing he whispered to you that night.