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[cheriecoke]

nanami kento, who hates dating, and didn’t do much of it in his early twenties. but now, he’s almost thirty, watching all the people he works with settle down, have kids, and he thinks he wants that. so he might as well try.

so satoru sets him up on a few dates — friends of friends, he calls them. and at the end of every one of the dinners, kento goes home empty, exhausted, because he knows what they want is not the same.

still; he thinks maybe he’s being a little self-destructive, maybe too picky, maybe he just got so used to being alone. with satoru’s insistence, he gives all the women another call, invites them over to his apartment.

the first time was a disaster… kento had barely set the dinner on the table before his cat had hissed at her, scratched her down the arm in a thin gash. and though it did draw blood, it was hardly enough to warrant that reaction.

he didn’t even try to stop her as she picked up her bag and left, huffing like she’d been morally offend. kento, though, could only smile to himself in amusement.

because maybe kento was a poor judge of character, a man who was secretly hoping nothing would pan out — but his cat could certainly tell the good from the bad.

it became a little game to him, after that. seeing if anyone could win his pet over, and if they could, perhaps they were the one. his darling animal was a fickle thing anyway. a bit too defensive, quick to bite anything threatening after years on the streets.

naturally, no one came back twice.

he was close to giving up, accepting his solitude because he was tired of empty conversations over dinner. but then, he ventured out over the weekend to a new coffee shop, during hours he normally didn’t spend out of his home, and met you.

though you only talked for a moment, kento felt like maybe he’d known you in a past life. a part of him thought maybe it was strange, the way he kept coming back to talk to you, catching you at the end of your shift to see if you wanted to grab a coffee sometime.

by the second date, kento started to think you could turn out to be his best friend.

by the third date, kento wondered if soulmates were real.

on the fourth date, almost two months later, an appropriate time to get to know someone when you were as reserved as kento, he invited you over for dinner. it was, perhaps, the final confirmation he needed to let himself be with you.

he let you through the door, smiling softly as you told him about the book you were reading, and hung his coat on the rack. a moment later, you stopped, distracted, hands covering your mouth in a gasp.

“kento! she’s the cutest cat i’ve ever seen, you didn’t even show me pictures!” you exclaim, and, a few feet away, crouched down. “look at her pretty eyes…”

“careful,” kento said, “she’s not very—“

but the cat approached your outstretched hand, sniffed once, before letting you scratch her under her chin, purring loud enough for kento to hear across the room.

“shes such a sweetheart, you told me she was mean!” you smiled, making a cooing noise as you threaded your fingers through her fur. “kento’s a liar, isn’t he… you’re so precious.”

a few moments later, she snapped her jaw at you in a biting motion, and you only laughed, withdrawing your hand. “alright, i get it, i won’t bother you anymore.”

though she still brushed against your legs, just as she did kento’s, and seemed to communicate some sort of message to him.

“do you want any help cooking?” you ask, tucking your hair behind your ears. “i’m a disaster in the kitchen, but—“

“sure,” kento said, his chest tightening as he blinked back at you, only in his apartment for minutes and already looking as at home there. he wondered if it was possible to fall in love so quickly. “but only if you want to.”

[cheriecoke]

@getoluver why are the villains always getting to live my dream 😔

Oh no I’m a villain. I’m a horrible horrible bad villain who kills and stuff . I think I need a sorcerer to come get me omg…

[rissouu]

“he just left come over” prank!

pairings: aoi todo, megumi fushiguro, gojo satoru, toji fushiguro, nanami kento, geto suguru, ryomen sukuna, hawks, & dabi!

warning: suggestive on some of them.. other than that it’s not too bad!

authors note: ahhhhh came from this request, feel free to request guys ill try to get to it as soon as i can :) this is featuring mha and jjk men but ill write for anything!

©rissouu 2024 (this was superrr long but i hope yall enjoy ittt!)

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[d0llybear]

Relief

Nanami Kento x bimbowife!reader

Authors note: I stubbed my toe today but Ken made it better, sorry y’all it’s short, reader is plus sized and black

Pet names: my girl, baby, my love, sweetheart, princess

Word count: 350

Tw‼️: oral sex(fem receiving), our precious Nanami kento is hard, Nanami is still older than reader, lmk if I’m missing any.

Kento was coming home from work all stressed and exhausted but when he saw you in your pretty little pink sundress making dinner for him, he felt himself growing harder by the minute. “How’s my girl doing?” You felt him wrap his arms around your waist as you continued to chop up vegetables for dinner “good, how was work?”. “Tiring, but I could use you for some relief” you already knew what that meant but before you could even protest he picked you up and took you to the couch before laying you down on the end piece

“I was thinking about tasting you all day” he groaned as he kissed your inner thigh, “shouldn’t you be thinking about wor-“ “that’s not the point, I just missed you all day, baby”. He held onto your hips before he took off your panties with his teeth, leaving them dangling from your pink heels. “So what were you cooking, my love?” He mumbled before starting to lap and suck at your clit, you instantly tangled your hand in his hair as you let out a moan “I-I was making soup for you, too help you relax”. “Bet’ it would’ve tasted good but you taste better, sweetheart” he continued to eat you out as he inserted a finger into your gummy walls “Ken! Don’t you want me to fin- finish your meal?”

“What are you talking about sweetheart, you’re my meal”. Soon enough you were close but you were too wrapped up in pleasure but you muttered out his name before cumming in his mouth and like always he licked it all up. “Thanks for relieving my stress, princess” he mumbled before kissing you as you tasted yourself on his lips.

Xoxo dolly 💋

[cheriecoke]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ my girl — nanami kento

summary: you know the kid that kento mentors has a little crush on you; why wouldn't you use that to your advantage?

contents: 18+ mdni, fem!reader, brat taming, possessive sex, semi-public sex, hair pulling, pet names, praise, dom nanami, jealousy, ino has the hots for you, unprotected sex, kinda deg, slight dumbification, um i think that's it clearly i am so desperate for nanami and i haven't even watched the new episode — 2.3k

under the table, you slide your palm up kento’s thigh as he speaks.

he's explaining something about sorcerer politics that you’re not really interested in hearing about, not when there’s an ache between your thighs that he refused to take care of before you left, and his sleeves are rolled up in the way he knows drives you crazy. 

across from the two of you, ino sits, attentively listening to your husband as, every few seconds, his eyes subtly slide over to you, the pink flush on his cheeks returning each time he glances at the soft smile that rests on your glossy lips. 

ino’s crush on you is no secret. he is, really, quite obvious about how much he wants your attention.

of course, he knows about you and kento, has known since he first set eyes on you at a sorcerers��� meeting and asked you, slyly, if you were single.

kento had come up behind you not a moment later, smiling with a golden band on his ring finger, asking ino if he forgot to introduce his wife. 

and though the younger sorcerer respects nanami, perhaps more than anyone, it does little to quell the attraction he has for his wife… especially since you are so insistent on teasing the poor kid at every chance you get. 

you can’t help it, really, when it riles kento up so easily. the way he vibrates under his skin with anger, irritated that another person could ever think of his wife in any manner that is less than respectable. 

kento sets your hand gently back down on your lap, jaw clenching as his fingers twist around your wrist tightly. though he hides his irritation well, you can tell from the sharp glint in his eye, the tension in his shoulders, that it is getting the best of him. 

your husband may be sweet, a lover that never acts rashly out of anger, but he has a possessive streak he’s never been very good at taming. 

as kento stiffens, you smile sweetly at ino, who exhales heavily, shifting all of his attention on your husband. though, you are staring him down, listening attentively to every word that he says.

while ino speaks, you slide your hand back over kento’s thigh, vying for his attention. he clears his throat, a warning, as he grips your wrist once more and pushes you away.

it won’t be much longer before he snaps. kento's sitting straighter, back taut as he focuses his gaze sharply on the younger man across from him. whatever the two of them are speaking about is dull, repetitive talk about work that you are bored of. 

“so, ino,” you finally ask, the lull in the conversation that you've been waiting for. you speak up before kento can ask any more questions about the sorcerer’s progress. “any pretty sorcerers caught your eye?” you lean froward with a small grin, your breasts fully on display as you set your chin in your palm. “surely someone as charming as you already has a girlfriend."

ino turns red then, a flush spreading from every corner as he tries, so hard, not to let his eyes fall. you admire the effort, really, even though kento catches the moment the younger man's gaze drops, the half second he stares at your tits and squirms in his seat. 

“n-no,” ino stutters, nervous for the first time in this conversation; he is usually so loud and outspoken, never feeling shy about the words that leave his lips. “can’t seem to find many sorcerers my age.” 

you laugh. it’s true that there are few sorcerers from his year, but you know it is the wrong thing to say.

anger radiates off your husband, and with a sense of satisfaction, you trace your fingers back up his thigh before grinning, batting your eyelashes at ino.

“why not go for someone older, then?” you ask, palming a hand over the steadily growing bulge in kento’s pants

ino chokes, and kento grabs your hand roughly, shoving your fist back onto his lap as he steadies all his anger and buries it down.

“excuse me,” kento suddenly interrupts, and his voice is so calm, so smooth, that its almost like nothing is out of the ordinary. he slides out of the booth, running a palm over his slacks, palms sweaty from his annoyance. “i just remembered i’ve got an important phone call to make. could we put a pause on this conversation?” he is so polite as he nods his head, and ino blinks, looks between the two of you, uncertain if he’s done something wrong. 

“of course,” he says, leaning back in his seat. “take you time.” 

“would you come with me, sweetheart?” kento turns to you then, and he sounds normal, like there’s nothing wrong, but his hands flex at his side, and his eyes are narrowed almost imperceptibly.

kento’s mad, and you know you’re fucked; but you can't help the desire that sits heavily in your stomach, the way you’re already soaking your panties, wanting him inside you. 

“sure, ken.” you nod, smiling at him. “sorry, ino, we’ll back right back.”

you stand next to your husband, who places a heavy hand on your shoulder, a warning. but you love the feeling of his skin on your own and it does little to stop your teasing; it only makes you want him more. 

ino says nothing as kento leads you around the restaurant, takes you to the back of the shop where there are two single-person bathrooms. one is occupied, and the other, empty. 

the two of you go inside.

“are you trying to embarrass me?” kento says angrily, shoving you into the bathroom as he locks the door behind him, his eyes hungry at the sight of your flushed cheeks, the way you are already so desperate for him. he pushes you towards the sink, eyes flashing as you reach for him, hastily undoing his tie. “you’re acting like a fucking brat whose husband doesn’t know how fuck her right.”

“maybe you don’t,” you counter, yanking off his tie so you can unbutton his shirt, slide your hands across the expanse of his chest. god, you want him so fucking bad. you’re aching, arousal pooling in your panties as your husband lifts you, shoves you back onto the sink. “you wouldn’t even take care of me before you left—“ 

“don’t start.” he glares and unzips his slacks to free his half-hard cock, stroking it as you try to get your hands on him. though that attempt is feeble as kento grabs both your wrists with one hand, pinning them above your head. with the other, he hikes your dress up, pushing it along your smooth thighs.

his voice is low and dangerous, deepening as he dances fingertips along your skin. “you’re so fucking desperate for attention that you’ll take it from anyone.” he pins you with his hard gaze, and you’re hot all over, legs shaking with anticipation. “i bet you like that he wants to fuck you so bad, even when you know i can fuck you better.”

you whimper, eyelids fluttering as kento reaches under your dress to pull down your panties.

“prove it, then” you say, and you know you’re only digging yourself a deeper hole, annoying him further as you grope at him. you squirm, trying to release your wrists from his hold, but he’s so strong; you’re only left a writhing mess under his touch. “i want you, kento.” 

“yeah?” he asks, yanking your panties roughly down your thighs, the pair that has already been soaked through. “if i give you what you want, will you sit there quietly like a good girl, and stop flirting with the kid who wants something he can’t have?” 

the tone sends aching need throughout you, and the commanding presence of his voice is almost too much. “i promise,” you say, shaking as you lock your heels around his hips. “please.” 

“please,” kento repeats mockingly, eyes hard as he slips a finger inside of you. he slides right in, barely needing to prep you before he fucks you. “you should be embarrassed; you’re this fucking wet just from looking at me." his eyes harden. "so impatient that you can’t even wait until we get home.” 

“i’ve been patient all day,” you say, high-pitched, but you’re quickly silenced as kento slides in and out of you, setting a steady pace while his thick fingers squelch inside your aching pussy. “need you to—“ 

“stop making demands." he releases your wrists to place a hand on your hips, stop you from fucking yourself on his fingers. “shouldn’t even be giving you what you want, but i can’t help myself. you’re so pretty, so desperate to have my cock inside you that you can’t even sit still.” 

“kento, fuck,” you groan, grabbing his shoulders as he stretches his fingers deeper inside you, past the walls that clamp down on him. in a desperation to keep quiet, you try to kiss him, moan into his mouth so no one else can hear you. 

but he grips your hair tightly, pulls you away from his lips as you moan, loudly, into the tight space of the bathroom. “nice try.” his fingers pump in and out of your soaked cunt. “but i want everyone to hear those pretty sounds, sweetheart. need them to know who’s fucking the brat out of you.” 

you try to pull him towards you, shift him closer with your ankles. “kento—”

“louder.” 

“kento, fuck, baby, please. i want you so bad, i love you—” you’re almost screaming, desperate to cum as his thumb brushes against your clit, teasing, and not enough for you to find complete release.

but you’re squeezing so tightly around his fingers that he must know you’re close, even as he pulls out of you, the juices from your need for him soaking his knuckle. 

finally, he smiles at you, softly.

“there’s my good girl,” he says, and it reminds you why you never want anyone else but him, why you need him, desperately, all the time. kento’s cock is already aching, leaking, and he forces it into you without warning, grunting into your neck. “sometimes, you're just so fucking stupid when you want my cock.” 

you nod, whimpering out a breathy moan as he thrusts into you, hard and rough, still holding you by the hair so you can’t kiss him, even as much as you want to. 

you’re so hot all over, skin burning as he stretches you. “please, let me cum, ken,” you say, and there’s tears in your eyes; you’re so close, but you want to be good for him, want to show him how much you love him. 

he hums against your neck, watches you writhe as he forces himself deeper into you, burying his cock in your pussy completely.

you can’t help the sinful noises that leave your throat, echoing down the vents to the kitchen, to the dining room. and maybe everyone in the restaurant can hear your husband fucking you, but you don’t care, not when you’ve waited this long for him to be inside you. 

“so pretty,” he says, sharply, and finally, he lets his hands fall from your hair, holds your hips instead, bringing you harder onto his cock. 

a tear rolls down your cheek and you bite down on your tongue to keep from screaming, whimpering at the aching pleasure in your entire body. 

“you’re mine,” kento says, kissing you sloppily, hungrily as you thread your fingers through his hair. his tip brushes the sensitive spot inside you, and you're not sure how much longer you can stop yourself from cumming. “mine, mine, mine. no one else should ever get to fucking look at you if they can’t tell who you belong to.” 

“i don’t want anyone but you,” you say, and you’re almost shouting, saliva all over your mouth as you drool from his harsh kisses. "i'm yours, kento."

you feel him smile against your lips. “that’s my girl,” he says, voice rough as he grips you tightly, nearing his own orgasm. “you wanna cum, pretty? make a mess on my my cock, sweetheart. i’m so close.” 

his thrusts grow sloppy, and you grip his shoulders as he fucks deep into you cunt, forcefully, and, finally, you cry out, toes curling as you cum, hard, around him.

kento’s face is flushed, sweat at his hairline as his tips edges against your cervix, almost painfully, before he’s toppling over the edge, biting down hard on your shoulder with a groan. hot ropes spill into your cunt, and you're still writhing, moaning from sensitivity as his warm seed settles deep within you. 

he’s so pretty; you kiss him over and over, the loose hair that sticks to his forehead, the flush on his cheeks. “mmm,” you hum, tasting the coffee on his tongue. “love you so much, kento,” 

“you say that now,” he says curtly, slowly dragging himself out of your tight walls. “but wait until we get home.” 

already, your pussy aches again, and you’re too warm, sweating as kento fixes his hair in the mirror. 

you try to slide your panties back on, reach for where they've pooled at your ankles, but kento is faster. he yanks them away, folds them up nicely to tuck into his pocket. 

“kento—”

“leave them off,” he says, sniffing as his cheeks slowly return to their normal color. “maybe ino will stop thinking about fucking my wife if he sees my cum running down her thighs.” 

you stare at him, blinking, but you don’t have the energy or the willpower to fight anymore. instead, you obey, standing as a mix of kento's cum and your own juices seep onto your inner thigh, creating a sticky mess between your legs.

your husband unlocks the door, and you follow him back into the dining room, where ino is subtly sliding back into the booth, his cheeks red, a bulge obvious in his pants. he glances between the two of you with wide eyes, and darts his gaze back down between your legs, before staring at kento uncomfortably. 

“did you get your call sorted out?” he asks, and his voice is higher, squeakier as you sit down with your husband. 

kento smirks, satisfied. “it’s been taken care of.”

i need him to fuck me so bad

[cheriecoke]

@kentoangel roma have u seen this yet

I just missed drawing them

[shall-we-die]

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{Lovely Boyfriend}

☰[Main list]•⊰ Jujutsu Kaisen

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𝕊𝔽𝕎

• He is a really loyal person to his significant other. He's not super affectionate, but that doesn't mean he doesn't love you. He just not the type to show it too much.

• He'll always try to keep you safe and comfortable. When he's comfortable with you, he'll let his guard down completely.

• He doesn't like to work overtime due to spend time with you. Whenever he feels down or troubled, he'll prefer to talk to you.

• He's a very protective person. Even though he knows you're a strong independent person, he just want to keep you safe.

• He'll never get jealous. He completely trusted you.

• Due to his strict personality, he's always on time or early on appointments.

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ℕ𝕊𝔽𝕎

• He's actually a dominating type. Though, he'll try his best to make sure you being comfortable.

• He's extremely patient person and can be extremely gentle.

• He's not the type that get tired too easily due to high stamina.

• He'll take his time to explore your body and learn your sensitive spot.

• He's the type of person that has a lot of self-control and he won't let his instinct to take over his sanity.

• He is really good at marking and he'll take as long as he needs to make sure you're marked and belong to him.

• He prefer his pace to be slow and gentle. He never let himself too carried away because he wants you to enjoy it as much as he does.

[pilloyz]

Mind blowing discovery 🤯😂

[h3arts4strs]

The Sweetest Taboo ────────────

K. Nanami x fem!Reader

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SUMMARY ᯓ★ When stormy conditions force Kento Nanami, a lonely salaryman, to seek shelter in 'The Savoy', an underground jazz bar, he encounters an international rising star who instantaneously captures his heart. Nanami is transported to a chaotic world where he learns to break out his rigid way of life to be with the one he loves.

INCLUDES ᯓ★ Black!coded reader, dual pov, fluff, no canon JJK events, mentions of alcohol, smoking, slight violence,

DISCLAIMER ᯓ★ This fic will contain mentions of the queen, Miss Sade Adu's music (lyrics, song names, albums, etc. ) , I am NOT claiming any of her art as mine.

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01 ᯓ★ Salaryman Kento Nanami is caught up in a rough storm, forcing him to take refuge in an underground jazz bar where he meets her.

02 ᯓ★ The night takes an unexpected turn for Nanami, leaving him with a newfound love for jazz music and interest in a certain band member.

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[cheriecoke]

@driaswrld

🌗

[yourblackiequeen]

HAPPY INTERNATIONAL LOVE DAY TO THESE GIRLES 👰🏿‍♀️❤️💕🩵💗🙏😊

[cheriecoke]

@driaswrld <3

If only this was a reality...

My pussy would be broken

[mrsoharaa]

Suguru + Ariel vibes 🍂🖤

Just had to show you this hehe since it reminded me of you two ;) ILYYY 🖤🖤 stay hydrated love 😘🥰

JELLLYYYY 😭😭😭🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼🥺🥺💗💖💕💘

I LOVEEEE THIS! I LOVE YOUUU TOOOO YOU SWEET ADORABLE ANGELFACE YOU 😭😭💖💘💗💕

And Same to you babbyyyy 💗💓💞💕😚😚

[d0llybear]

I knew you missed me

Nanami Kento x bimbo!reader

Pet name’s used: pretty girl, baby, babygirl, princess.

Authors note: I was lonely and high making this so let’s not judge pookums and reader is plus sized

All characters in this are 18+

Word count: 509

Tw‼️:p in v, unprotected (please wrap your hotdog up yall 😭), size difference, mentions of alcohol, deep throating, hints of cervix bruising, old man Kento- reader is in her twenties and Ken is in his mid forties. Tell me if I missed anything!

“That’s it pretty girl, you’re doing so good”. Well to explain how your ex was 9 and a half inches down your throat, it was Gojo’s birthday and of course he had his birthday party at a fucking bar. Long story short you got a little drunk and decided to forgive Kento because you couldn’t get this fine ass man out of your head no matter if your thoughts were bad or good so you took him back to your house and things got a little carried away

You were looking up at him as you struggled to take his thick meaty shaft down your throat, your eyes all blurred and cloudy. Although he had done some pretty bad things when you were together but your dumbness made you think that he was the best man in the world until one of your friends finally started to see the red flags then kento when bye bye.

“Sucking me so good princess” kento moaned, you knew he was close since his thrust were getting messier before you knew it he was shooting his load down your throat. “Let’s see these pretty tits, babygirl” you couldn’t even respond before he pulled out, threw you on the bed, and had your pink little dress on the floor all in the span of three minutes “i missed this body, baby” he chuckled, a low rumble going through his chest.

His big fingers had took your pretty pierced nipples in his hand, pinching and squeezing at them as you started to moan and whimpering “Ken!” You whined as you felt your clothed cunt throb “I don’t you can wait anymore, can you baby?” He smiled as he started to pump two fingers into your little cunt “Ken, f-faster please?” He laughed as he started to slow down “oh what was that, pretty girl? I don’t think I can hear you.” Suddenly you felt his finger completely removed before you could even say anything, you whined as you felt a bit empty “oh, calm down” he said as he rolled his eyes

He stroked himself a few times before lining up with your entrance, quick pushing in. You gasped as your gummy walls instantly tightened around his length, he let out a breathe moan before starting to thrust a bit harder and faster, his cock soon starting to brush against your cervix, soon enough you couldn’t even form coherent sentences sometimes Ken or Kento falling from your lips but the rest of the shit you were saying was gibberish. “Kento!” You shined as you felt your orgasm coming, you clamped down around him before you felt your orgasm rush through you, his quickly following.

He got off of you before you turned to him “I missed you Ken”. He chuckled “I knew you missed me, pretty girl” he responded before taking you in his arms.

Xoxo dolly💋

[nanami-kento-rp]

Hi Ken!! (New anon here)

Is there some reason why you're so husband material? Like do you have a trick of some sort? There's no way to casually date you, it's just straight marriage :>>>

~ 💋

On the contrary, I believe in dating for a while before marriage. We must know properly what we are getting into afterall, it's a bond that should last our lives.

[cheriecoke]

@chuuyasboots IDK IF YOU'VE SEEN THIS BUT

mami soy tu vaquero 🐎