#TIE/N

[alphamecha-mkii]

Star Wars: X-Wing (2nd Ed) - Epic Battles Multiplayer Expansion - Veteran Wing Leader

[kenananamin]

Tie my tie, marry me

Summary: The moment Nanami knew he never wanted to tie his tie by himself ever again and wanted to spend the rest of his life by your side. fluffy, nanami x fem!reader, nanami already loves everything you do but something about tying his tie was so intimate and special to him

It had been a year since Nanami officially asked you to be his girlfriend, but you had just started staying over during the weekdays. If either of you would stay at each other's houses, it would only be during the weekends when you both knew the next day could be dedicated to each other. Only recently had that unspoken rule changed.

You had both gone to the mall to shop for your new professional wardrobe and Nanami asked if he could buy a few extra things for you to keep at his house. You both knew what that implied and told him he could buy it, only if you could buy some stuff for him to keep at your house. You had both never been happier to spend more time and money at a crowded mall.

Nanami woke up a bit later for work than usual because of a power outage that turned off his alarm clock and did not charge his phone. You went into work after he did so you make his coffee and pack his lunch while he took a quick shower. You run into the bathroom to let him know he had less than 15 more minutes.

He steps out of the shower and grabs his razor to shave. You reach for the hairdryer he bought for you to keep at his house and start to dry his hair as he quickly shaves. You run out and start to rummage through his closet to set his clothes on the bed. Nanami finishes shaving and follows you out to get dressed.

"Shirt first, hurry," you take the shirt off the hanger and throw it to him.

Nanami begins to button the shirt when you get in front of him and start pulling his collar up and putting his tie around his neck. He looks at you with a questioning look and you quickly explain, "My dad taught me how to tie a tie. Never thought it'd come in handy since I never knew anyone who regularly wore a tie before you." You laugh at the memory but continue what you were doing to avoid making your boyfriend late.

Nanami however... his fingers stop buttoning his shirt. He looks at you, concentration and rush covering your features, but your fingers gently grazed his skin as you looped his tie. She's the first person to ever tie it for me, Nanami thinks. He had to learn how to do it from a video and was later corrected by some older male coworkers who showed him with their own ties.

The events of that morning finally dawn on him. You jumped out of bed right after you felt him jump out and started rushing around the apartment with him. He hadn't even mentioned that he was late, but you opened your eyes and knew what to do. He could smell the coffee from the room and heard the clanking of the leftover containers being opened and slid across counters from the shower. You dried his hair knowing that his route to work was not long enough to let it dry itself, and you took out exactly what he would have worn that day while he shaved. And now... there you stood before him, helping him tie his tie so his hands could do other things.

It seemed so... small. It was so small, so truly insignificant in the scale of life, something that could not hold weight in the world or change anything in the universe. But it changed his life, it was his favorite view in the world, and it would become his universe.

You look up at him and see him staring... and his hands not moving?! You move his hands away from the buttons and rush to finish buttoning it down. He takes your face in his hands and leans down to kiss you slowly. So very slow and soft. It stops you completely and you wrap your arms around his waist, relishing in the smell of his aftershave and body wash. Nanami deepens the kiss and moves an arm around your waist to pull you in closer. As much as you love when he pulls you in, the movement pulls you out of the kiss trance.

"Oh my god, Kento, hurry!! You're late, you're late!"

You step back and shove his pants into his arms. You tell him to hurry and that you'd grab his shoes to put by the door. You start yelling across the apartment that it would rain the entire afternoon and he needed to take the umbrella.

Nanami listens as you rustle through the closet looking for the umbrella and the light thud of what might have been his lunch bag and coffee thermal on the entryway table. He walks out the room putting on his suit jacket and sees you lightly jumping while telling him to hurry with his shoes.

Nanami leans down to tie his shoes but pauses after he's done. He goes to touch your bare leg since you hadn't even gotten dressed after waking up. You only wore his large shirt and underwear. He kneels and carefully lifts one leg to kiss your knee. He looks up from his kneeling position and says, "Thank you for helping. You really didn't have to."

His loving eyes close slightly while you lean down to give him one kiss as your response. "You're late," you whisper against his lips.

Nanami stands and takes his things while waving bye to you and your bed head. He heads out the door and begins a light jog to catch his regular train.

Yeap, she's the one, Nanami thinks.

Nanami spent his lunch break at the jewelry shop looking at rings that would look beautiful on your finger. There were so many engagement rings that would look gorgeous on you, but one caught his eye as he imagined that ring slightly moving on your finger as you tied his tie.

"I like that one. Do you have a size (your ring size) in stock?"

Nanami buys the ring at that moment and texts you to ask if he could come over to your house after work. He does not plan to propose on a regular Tuesday evening with no special plans, but he wants to hug you, smell your lovely perfume, take you some flowers, and give you a special thanks for helping him. And maybe, maaaayybe (most likely), stay over at your house to help him with his tie again the next morning.

[princemick]

purple tie. purple bow.

[sillysiluriforme]

ok before i pass out

[kiisaes]

happy bkdk day! 😁 (8/9)

[ballpitwitch]

𝐊𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐮 𝐑𝐞𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐑𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐭𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐂𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐍𝐉 - 𝟏𝟎/𝟎𝟖/𝟐𝟑

[chugging-antiseptic-dye]

18+ MDNI

m: wonwoo wc: 0.4k genre: fluff, bf! wonwoo being a nerd, mature concepts, no smut

making out with wonwoo was always fun. but when you are straddling his hips, your legs spread over his thighs, and you know sexy times are ahead, then making out got upgraded to a whole new degree. just as you were about to suggest that both of you move to the bedroom, wonwoo’s phone vibrated in his pocket and he scrambled to check the notification. whatever he saw made sheepishly ask to be excused while laying you down gently on the couch. still out of breath and aroused, you didn't realise that he was not even in the same room as you until a few minutes passed. at the point, you were beyond pissed. what was so important that he had to leave in the middle of getting you off? you swore to yourself that if it was not an emergency company thing (half of seventeen getting food poisoning again from leftover ramen), wonwoo was going to be banished to the couch for a whole week. getting yourself back into your skinny jeans (you loved how your ass looked in them) was a workout and a half which you were adding to the list of crimes your boyfriend committed against you (yes, there is a list. there is always a list). however you would have to find said boyfriend in order to get your revenge. after looking through the whole house thrice, you were convinced that wonwoo actually had to go out because of something important. however a muffled scream inside the linen closet caught your attention just that moment. and what did you find? your loving boyfriend who has closeted himself (literally) to play a match three game. specifically the new game he helped develop for carats to cope with his enlistment. it took you more than an hour to wrap your head around the fact that puzzle seventeen was more important to wonwoo than having sex with you. unbelievable. it did not help his case when he explained that the ‘heart recharge rate’ was too slow and he wanted to prove to his fans that this game was not too hard to complete without top-ups. slamming his door off, you told yourself that you won’t date a gamer boy ever again. ever. you were done. (it’s a lie. you forgave him when he came to your place later with sushi and a promise to make you cum at least three times that night)

[teddybeartoji]

going to some kind of a fancy event with toji. him watching you fix his tie with a cig between his lips with a little smirk and then returning the favour before stepping inside the place. probably pretends to bite your nose too just to pull a laugh out of you, washing away any of the anxieties that might be bubbling in you.

[saint0psy]

Gotta give my rudeboy some attentionnnnn 🏏🏏

[alphamecha-mkii]

[mlpsunnydaze]

big brother and younger sister

[heyimkana]

This is Husband!Jinwoo from Pillow Talk istg this is him

[nibeul]

nosey 3rd years

[id: It's a drawing of Kirara, Hakari, and an oc, Xiyang. The three third years are crouching together between sliding doors which are partially cracked open, looking at something that is not in frame. Kirara, who is drawn with tan skin, a couple strands of purple hair in her bangs and a smile, is at the bottom of the stack. Hakari, who is drawn as Blasian with brown skin and purple locs that are tied up as well as numerous piercings, is leaning over her with a mildly confused/concerned expression. Lastly is Xiyang, who is standing up to near full-height. They have light brown skin, black hair that is shaggy and covers their eyes, piercings, and a cigarette hangs from their lips. Their expression is flat. /end id]

[chaoarts]

next keychain designs are done!

once again, no price nor a date on when they'll be able to be ordered!

[chugging-antiseptic-dye]

will you be my valentine? ♥️ : svt edition (hyung line)

hyung line I maknae line

[moraxsthrone]

nsfw. MDNI. x f!reader.

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wriothesley binding your wrists with his tie is all well and good...

but what about when he ties it around your ankles before lifting them in the air? his leaking cock bounces when he catches sight of your swollen pussy lips sticking out between the fat of your trembling thighs. he's got a firm grip on the makeshift restraint, keeping your legs up when they want to give out. with his free hand he guides his cock to your slit, spreading your wet lips open around his fat tip as he slowly pushes inside you. you cry out at the fullness of the stretch, your legs shaking on his shoulder as he wraps his hands over your hips to steady you.

"fuck, so warm and tight, baby..." wrio groans, working his cock in deeper with slow thrusts until his heavy balls are pressing against your taint. "gonna fuck my shape into you..."

he fucks you long and hard, making you twist and white-knuckle the fabric beneath you, your eyes rolling back as his strong thighs slap into you. holding his shirt up with his teeth and your ankles together with his tie, the duke watches while your wet, puffy lips suck and give on his creamy, thick length.