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Sage

Itachi x f!reader

Summary: a sage master is rare. Even more rare, is a master of sage mode at such a young age. It was almost unheard of. So how was she capable to use it so effortlessly. (This is sad. I wrote this to help cope with loss recently. To heal, we must first feel pain.)

The flowers were blooming. I couldn’t see it, but I could feel them over my shoulder as my meditation deepens. I could feel the pulse of the leaves slowly unfolding, invisible to the naked eye. The forest was serene and moving, the grass even swayed lazily against the dull breeze. Complete concentration.

The white snake flashes across my vision, striking at my arm venomously. My eyes flash open, revealing a starkly different snake before me. My personal summon, Obake stares intently with his bright orange slitted eyes and flicks his tongue against the mossy green hue of his skin in wonder,” tell me about your time with the white snake.”

“I’m trying to concentrate, sage mode is kind of a tricky thing for us humans, y’know?” I mutter out, breaking focus and all natural energy becomes void.

“Listen, I’m still young compared to the others at Ryuchi cave. You’re my first ever contract, and I’m curious.” He slithers out, almost showing human emotions on his scaly face. When I was young, I never figured I’d be talking to a snake like I would a friend. I never figured I’d get bitten and learn the tedious path of learning sage mode, let alone I didn’t even know what it was.

“I was ten. I was on a mission as a Genin and lost my team. The white snake found me and offered to test my strength. If her venom killed me or weakened me, i’d be her next meal. If I survived, she would teach me the way of being an unstoppable kunoichi. That’s about it. The rest was up to me. I returned to my village two years later after being presumed dead, and now here we are, many years later.” I huff out, returning to a state of complete stillness, once again quickly interrupted,” so you have special powers because you didn’t die?”

I nod, feeling as the chakra flows to my face and Obake slithering closer,” why does the area around your eyes turn green when you become silent? That’s never happened before.”

“I’m not sure. I can’t say I notice things about my face without a mirror, Obake.” I state blankly, feeling an unsettling chakra move within our area.

“Someone powerful is near. Should we hide?” Obake whimpers out, becoming more puppy like than snake like.

“Obake, aren’t snakes supposed to be villainous and intimidating?” I laugh out, standing to climb around his neck and settle on his large head.

“Manda maybe. That Orochimaru guy and him gave us a bad name. Nobody in the cave really accepts either of them, they have too though. But they live in fear of them.” He slips out, stretching his head above the tree canopy to get a better view. A nature walk just outside the village always turns to trouble, but I choose to ease his worried mind,” Obake, Manda may be the boss, but neither of us have seen him in a while. You’re still growing and look how big you already are. Manda will be nothing but an easy obstacle for us in a few years time, if he hasn’t already met his match.”

The air whips my hair around, obstructing my view for only mere seconds. Apparently it was enough time for a black and red cloak to meld against the tree line and become dangerously close to us. I stand wobbly against Obake’s head and watch the erratic pattern they create.

“Should we get ready for conflict?” He asks. I sit down, conjuring a clone to gather chakra and energy in preparation,” I wouldn’t get too ahead of ourselves yet. It’s Akatsuki, but they may just be passing through. I highly doubt they want anything to do with us… but I am curious.”

I can’t help but to cup my hands around my mouth and shout down,” hey, just letting you know you’re trespassing.”

The figure stops in a tree adjacent to our view, looking up and down before sighing,” I assumed you were someone else, my apologies.”

“If you’re looking for that Orochimaru guy, I’d advise against it.” I laugh back, sitting down next to my comatose clone as the man comes even closer. He lands gently against Obake’s head, leaning down to let his dark eyes meet mine,”My brother. I’m looking for my brother. He’s younger than you, but I’ve heard he’s signed a contract much like yours.”

“I haven’t been to the cave in years. I honestly can’t be much help unfortunately. What’s his name? Obake can always ask around, can’t you?” I question, leaning down to meet one of Obake’s eyes.

“S-sure.” He stutters out, flicking his tail in nervousness. Obake was usually on high alert, but the man in front of us must be powerful to make a giant snake with deadly fangs question his own abilities.

“Sasuke. I must find him soon as my time here is short.” The man replies, coughing gently and leaning forward in exhaustion. I pull him down to sit next to me and raise an eyebrow,” by a short time, you just mean in this area right?”

“Unfortunately, no. Every power must come with a curse. I’m sure you understand. This contract of yours must have some downsides, am I correct?” He asks back. My body stills, thinking of the possibility of turning to stone. Or even the possibility of being stuck in a snake like form forever. I lean back, resting my head against my outstretched arms to look up at the sky,” turning to stone isn’t really an upside. Neither is becoming a snake… no offense Obake. What’s your name anyways?”

“It seems you’ve accepted fate pretty quickly. It’s nice to converse with someone in neutral territory instead of fighting for once. Itachi.” He groans out, leaning down lower and outstretching his hand. I take it begrudgingly, taking in his pale skin, and the smallest drop of blood tinting the side of his lip. His name was highlighted ten times over in the bingo book. We could have enough money to retire early and enjoy life, but seeing his current state, maybe it’s best he live the rest of his days in peace.

“I’m Y/N, this is Obake. The big question is, why are you trusting a stranger that could easily turn you in with your current state, Itachi?” I question, turning to him, seeing he too was watching the clouds,” trust is something you learn to look out for. And a fight with someone your level wouldn’t be worth fighting.”

“Someone my level? I’m not a god.” I chuckle, seeing his head tilt in amusement.

“Do you not realize sage mode is a powerful and dangerous thing to other shinobi? You’ve surely heard of the legendary Sannin of the leaf and their capabilities. You’ve obviously heard of Orochimaru at the least.” He utters out, almost baffled.

“Yeah, but gods are only immortal until they are overpowered. It only takes one wrong move to prove it’s been luck the whole time.” I huff. He tightens his lips in thought,” perfecting sage mode is not mere luck. It’s discipline and hard work. A sage is deserving of the title they’re given. The fact you’ve held a clone this long gathering chakra in fear of conflict, without even breaking a sweat or losing breath, proves the immense chakra you hold. A god is considered a god because of the immense power they were gifted.”

“Like I said, it’s all dumb luck. Not everyone can say they accidentally stumbled in to a cave, received a contract, and stuck with the whole insane idea of it. Let alone be born with enough chakra to power a whole village. It’s almost the same probability of becoming a tailed beast.” I reply blatantly, watching the next question form.

“Do you wish for normalcy? Like the life of a civilian?” Itachi fires back. I think for a moment. It would be an easy and quiet life. Maybe work in a bakery, closing down before evening, coming home every night. It sure would be easy. So easy it would be utterly boring. I shake my head,” no. Maybe be an average shinobi. Receiving simple missions that only last a few days. Escorting visitors of the village, or training academy students. Not dealing with high threat level targets such as the likes of you.”

“You really are quite a complex individual, Y/N. I’m almost appreciative our paths crossed.” He chuckles, finally regaining some strength. Surely it was the natural energy flowing through us from my clone and Obake. It was almost as if we sat atop a giant chakra charging pad. But it was almost time to cut the energy off. I tap his chest with my ring and middle finger just above his heart, something my mother would do when I was younger,” almost is a fine line. I’m sure that comes with the unfortunate curse of not being able to become attached to anyone or anything with your line of work.”

“I wouldn’t really call it work. But you’re right… What are you doing?” Itachi asks, reaching for my hand as I quickly pull it away.

My cheeks flush and I clear my throat, “Force of habit. My mom would do it, saying it connected us during heart to heart conversations like this.”

“I had a similar thing I would do to my brother. It was more so an act of love and adoration. I have weeks left at best, Y/N. Consider it a dying wish… a need, to find my brother.” He sighs, examining my wrist he clutched gently in his two hands, eyes trailing to the scarred over fang punctures. One hand rubs over the two deep divets,” you faced the option of death. I’m guessing at such a young age with these aged scars. I’m sure there was one last thing you wanted to do with the possibility of death looming over you, Y/N.”

“I face the possibility of death every breathing moment of my life. So I do what I want with the exception of assigned missions. Being this powerful, it was thankfully rare until recently. Your organization has been quiet as of recently though… It’s almost concerning. But I at least have a few days to rest with Obake. I do have to say, my last thought before being bit was how good some dango would taste. Then again, I was ten. There wasn’t much I’d experienced at that age to crave something one last time.” I yawn, finally removing my clone before continuing,”If it were now, I would’ve wished to love more, to eat more. Maybe make sure my mother was taken care of. But no one in my life is worth traversing the world in my final days.”

“It’s almost comical. Those of us who have nothing, want nothing but for others to feel loved. Those who have everything only want more. If all you wish for is love, why not seek it?” Itachi yawns contently, eyelashes fluttering slowly against the sunshine before revealing deep crimson eyes.

“I figured you’d be too weak to pull the sharingan on me. But I must say, you had me fooled, Itachi. I take it I’m already under a genjutsu, and you’re moments from killing me.” I sigh defeatedly. He shakes his head with a faint smile,” I am still too weak, Y/N. My sharingan may be strong and feared, but even I know not to start a fight I wouldn’t come close to winning. I am near my limit… I was going to offer a short vision of a life of love, as a thank you for our conversation.”

“It’s not worth your energy to show me something I can find on my own.” I smile back, secretly applying pressure against my palm to make sure he wasn’t lying. In turn, he grabs my hands,” I may be perceived as a merciless killer, but I was never a backstabber. Everything I’ve done has come with reason. It’s up to you to believe me.”

I grip against his hands, finally having the courage to stare intently in to his unblinking eyes,” i apologize if this is too forward. Instead of a vision, would you save your energy and just kiss me instead?”

“You are very forward, I can appreciate that… an odd request, but if that is truly what you wish.” He mumbles out, almost shy.

“I don’t want to be the reason you die before finding your brother. And I believe that even those that are dying… good or bad, deserve one last act of love.” I breathe out, noticing his now very close proximity. He tucks a strand of loose hair behind my ear,” I truly wish I had time to learn more of your wisdom. In another life, I feel we would’ve been great friends, possibly even more. Alas, our paths have crossed at the wrong time. But I suppose a kiss will suffice, though a vision of us together could’ve been interesting for both parties.”

“Don’t tempt me, I’m trying to be nice here so you can have a family reunion before croaking.” I smugly reply, offering a soft clasp against his shoulder. He leans in, bringing the scent of fresh pine and campfire smoke. The true smell of a rugged nomad. A complex one at that. Today revealed he might not be the bad guy I see in the bingo book, but an unfortunate soul possibly forced to do another’s bidding. Cursed to face the effects of using a gift some god bestowed unto his clan. Gifts were starting to seem more and more like curses that have been sugar coated to me. Even Obake and I realize the struggle. Sure we accepted it, but one day we will do something about the corruption in Ryuchi cave. If not for us, for people similar to Itachi… Itachi himself. Even if it kills us.

My eyes dare to close against my will, denying me the satisfaction of letting the view of Itachi’s eyes fluttering closed. His hair frames against my cheeks as his lips brush smoothly against mine, waiting for the perfect moment. They finally connect, sealing our meeting and ingraining it permanently in my memories. The feeling of his lips pressing against mine causes anger to settle inside me. The poor luck of the worst timing. The stupidity of kissing one of the most wanted men in the nation, and liking it. My eyes remain closed and my head down as he pulls away, leaving a kiss against my forehead. I finally force them open, watching as Itachi leans backwards and raises a hand. My own hand raises, finding the area just above his heart. As my ring and middle finger taps against his chest, his middle and index finger make contact against the center of my forehead,” in another life, I will find you again, Y/N. A promise I will cherish this moment in the afterlife until we meet again.”

“Until we meet again, Itachi. I hope you find your brother… and peace. If I find you, I’ll make sure you have a proper burial. Even those who are misunderstood deserve to rest in peace.”

“Follow the crows. They’ll lead you to your desire.” He states, dropping his hand and melding away to black feathers in the wind dropping from flapping wings. Another thing I dreamed of had flown from my grasp in a heartbeat. And with every heart beat, I was one step closer to meeting the mysterious man in another life.

“Obake, why don’t you return home for the day. I think we’ve had enough training and adrenaline for today.” I mutter, laying on my stomach against his head, seeking comfort in the giant snake and the thing I trusted most.

“Y/N, do you think we’ll meet in another life as well?” He asks, dropping his head slowly to the ground. I giggle slightly,” of course, Obake. Now that I got you, I couldn’t live without you. But you will one day have to live without me. My life span is incredibly short compared to yours, but I’ll happily wait for you.”

“We’ll always be heroes, you and me. Unlike that guy, we still have time on our side. Right, Y/N?” He questions again with a concerned tone. I drop down to the ground and turn to place a hand between the slits of his nose, watching his eyes close in content,” always. We’ll start with small changes. But I promise that we will better Ryuchi cave and the shinobi lands soon. For now, we both need rest.”

He finally nods, disappearing with a cloud of smoke and a tired yawn with his tongue flicking high in the air.

It was a few hours until I returned home. The soft glow from the living room window reveals the sleeping figure of my mother, and I couldn’t wait to be in that state myself. My head hits the pillow, and it was the quickest sleep has claimed me since I was born.

Several days later, I find myself strolling the streets and stopping at multiple vendors. I find food for the next few days, preparing for a daunting mission at the end of the week. A flicker of movement to my left sets me on guard. Scanning the building ledges, I find a single black crow staring at me intently with familiar red eyes. My heart sinks, yet I feel at peace knowing Itachi held his promise. It’s wings take off against the wind and I’m quick to follow, beginning to sprint down the street and dropping my bags at the entrance of my house. Until I reach the treeline, I lose the crow several times, waiting for it to loop back around. Several minutes in the forest, I finally stop to summon Obake.

“Y/N! Is there danger? I thought your mission wasn’t until this weekend?” Obake yelps out, quickly dropping his head and letting me climb on.

“Follow the crow, Obake. It’s Itachi.” I pant out, kneeling down and keeping my eye on the bird floating gracefully ahead. Obake is silent for several moments, quickly slithering with precision through the forest,” so he was serious.”

“And so was I.” I choke out as the tears catch up with my thinking, pouring hotly down my cheeks.

We end at a desecrated battle field. Blood was splattered in multiple areas and rubble lay recklessly around. The crow perches against an old and decrepit stone foundation. It lets out a guttural caw before flapping away as I approach it. Itachi’s body lay still and cold, looking as if he were just resting like the other day.

“Obake, let’s take him to the forest. No one deserves to be left in deserted land. He deserves to be surrounded with life.” I mumble out, trying to lift him with a struggle. Obake finally comes close, using his tail to gently wrap around Itachi and setting him gently above his face. We both continue in in silence. My puffy eyes dart to his body every few seconds, hoping to find any sign of life and still knowing it wouldn’t be there. When we reach a clearing surrounded by a perfect circle of trees, I tap my hand against Obake,” What about here?”

“I think it’s perfect.” He replies, once again dropping down and lifting his tail to grab Itachis still form. Before i begin the daunting task, i take a moment to extend my to fingers to drop over his still heart, taking several seconds before pulling away. Digging a hole was hard knowing you would have an even harder time filling it. But it’s exactly what I do, pulling the excess dirt at the end to set a large stone down with Obake’s help. My kunai scratches against it noisily, carving words that hold meaning.

In another life. A trial of time stands between being reunited. A brother, a shinobi, a hero.

Anyone who happens to wander by, didn’t need to know he was ever seen as bad. Everyone deserves to be viewed as a hero, even if it is in death. I finally drive my kunai down in to the very top of the stone and stalk off to pick flowers at the edge of the clearing. When I return, Obake was coiled up and a fang missing from his mouth and now placed below the stone. As I arrange the flowers in a blanket like pattern, I laugh,” why did you suffer the pain of losing a tooth for a man we just met?”

“Same as you suffering the pain of a broken heart for a man we just met. I think we need to feel pain to heal, right? And now, there will always be a piece of us by his side.” Obake chirps out, resting his head against his curled body. I stifle another laugh, knowing the young snake knew very little of human emotion, yet tried so hard to understand.

“It’s a different kind of pain. It’s like the feeling of being drained after a hard fight knowing you still have to somehow make it home.” I explain, standing to make my way to the green serpent. I lay in the center if his tight circular form, relaxing as his body wraps protectively inwards.

“When you put it that way, then I suppose the only way to heal internal pain is rest.” He says, closing his eyes and flicking his tail to finish wrapping around me.

“I suppose you’re right.” I trail off in to a yawn before continuing,” if your other fang happen to fall out in the near future, can we make one in to a sword?”

Obake laughs in reply,” of course. But for now, we shall rest.”

And rest we shall, knowing Itachi was at peace, and somewhere waiting to uphold his promise. I made a personal promise to myself in that moment to make sure Itachi would never be forgotten, he was out there and prepared to watch us make the world a better place… starting with Ryuchi cave. It was useless to count how many heart beats it took until we finally meet again, but I would make the most of every beat, and every second it took… until we meet again.

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Aki who gets mesmerized to see you completely bare in front of him. He is so sweet in bed. He sucked in sharp breath, adam's apple bobbing up and down as he swallowed down the bile lumping in his throat. Aki is drunk in your sight.

It takes every bit of his willpower and control not to just rut into you. He told himself he'll take his time with you. But when you're just so eager to have him like this, it seems impossible for him. You're just so pretty.

Aki enjoys the sounds you make, the squirming of being overstimulated, and the constant praise of your love for him. He knows it’s reserved for only him, and because of that, he thrusts a bit deeper, moans a little louder, and loves with his whole heart.

He will hold your hand during sex, face hiding in your neck as he peppers you with kisses and whispers of how good you feel. Aki could get lost in the feeling all day knowing just how well you suck him in. Prefers to climax with you though he doesn’t mind watching you cum first.

You already know aftercare is a must, at least in Aki’s book. He is placing a gentle kiss to your forehead while mumbling against the skin how lovely you look. Grabs a rag to wipe the cum off your stomach before he rubs circles into your hips. “ Didn’t hurt ya too bad did i ?” there’s humor laced in his voice, something only you can really come to appreciate. At the end of the day, Aki is yours. All yours. He wouldn’t have it any other way.

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DENJI! SHE'S TRYING TO TURN YOU INTO A WEAPON, DENJI! IT'S ANOTHER GIRL TRYING TO KILL YOU! DENJI! I KNOW YOU WANT A GENUINE CONNECTION WITH OTHERS BUT IT'S GOING TO HURT REAL BAD, DENJI! DENJI!

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a fleeting thing

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okay, i've had enough character development. now i want happiness and a stable relationship

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Lol we got new one lads

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˚‧ ✰  ˓ ˖ AITA FOR FUCKING MY SON’S GIRLFRIEND? aka me randomly thinking about how fanon!toji in some fics would be one of those guys to post in AITA on reddit for validation 😭

my son [21M] and i [43M] have always had tension. its probably because i left when he was a kid and he was raised by my enemy [34M] but since then we've been trying to patch up our relationship through phone conversations and occasional meetups. my son's got all of my looks and none of my game, but he managed to pull a girl way out of his league. i've met her once or twice and she's a sweet lil thing, too fuckin' hot for that little runt of mine. so 'cause my son and his girl are trying to get a house in the city, he asks if they can stay with me for a while. get their money up. i agreed. i got a pretty big place and i thought it'd be cool.

wrong. my son's girlfriend is a fuckin' minx. always walking around in short skirts and tempting me by bending over in front of me while i'm just trying to watch the fuckin' game. handing me my beers when i don’t ask for them and complimenting me on my muscles after i come home from the gym. i put distance for a while, but here's where i might be TA: so one night while my son's asleep, i gotta take a piss and i go to my bathroom but she's already in there doing a skincare routine or whatever tf girls do to keep their skin shiny and shit. i'm about to apologize and take a piss outside but she says that i can come in, we're family now, etc etc. so i'm taking a piss right and she's doing her skincare shit. she's just chatting like we're old friends, then she says she sees where megs got his good looks, that i'm hot for an old guy, etc etc. then as i'm about to put my dick away and get tf out of there, she grabs it. says she wants me. and c'mon, what am i supposed to do? not get my dick wet just because she's my son's girlfriend? funny. so we fuck. hand over her mouth and shit. telling her she deserves a real man, not that rugrat snoring in my guest bedroom rn. and then i send her back to bed. walking all funny and skincare routine not even complete. idk reddit i feel like i'm TA bc i’m trying to patch my rs up with my son and be a good dad . i also told my buddies and they said i'm a dick for fucking his hot little gf so reddit, AITA? should i tell my son?

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the piercings 💀😭 okay aki we get it.

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I hope fanfiction writers know that I think of them like celebrities

I literally scream a little bit whenever one of them interacts with a comment i made on one of their posts like they are literally famous in my mind

thank you fanfiction writers you are literally sometimes the only thing keeping me alive 

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this is me.

istj nanami bf x infp gf

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nanami kento comes home from a particularly exhausting day with his aching shoulders slightly slumped and his feet dragging as he unlocks the front door, announcing his arrival.

“i'm home,” he half-sighs, half-calls out, slipping out of his shoes and setting his bag down on the table in the front hall.

“in here, kento.”

even hearing the sound of your voice, nanami feels the disarraying thunderclouds in his mind beginning to clear, letting his feet lead him to the living room in search of his solace.

sure enough, in the living room he finds you — lying on the couch with your head supported by a pillow on one end and your legs comfortably stretched out on the other, your favorite throw blanket draped over you. you're struggling to keep your eyes open, riddled with a sleepy haze, but you can make out the sight of your husband anywhere, and you immediately reach your arms out to him, beckoning him over with grabby hands.

and who was he to deny you? in no time at all, he crosses the room in two large steps, an easy feat for his long legs. he dips down to the couch, his large arms caging your figure as he supports himself above you. you automatically shift your legs so he can settle his knees in between them, taking care not to crush you under his weight. there are no words exchanged as you snake your arms around his neck and gently pull him into a kiss to which he eagerly complies. nanami groans into your lips when he feels your fingers carding through his hair, tugging with just enough pressure to release the tension that resides in his bones.

when he pulls away, he finally lowers himself onto you, taking care to make sure he's not crushing you, and fully lets himself rest on top of you like a weighted blanket. his arms close around your middle, head resting on your chest right where your heart is. he hums appreciatively when your fingers continue their ministrations, brushing back his blond strands while your other hand rests on his back.

the silence that washes over the room is strangely soothing, with the only sounds you're able to hear being the continuous whirring of the ceiling fan and the monotonous ticking of the wall clock hung on the other side of the room. with every second that passes, nanami feels his eyelids getting heavier as his one by one, he allows his taut muscles to relax, reminding himself he is safe in your arms, that everything is okay as long as he has you by his side.

“kento.” even though you're alone in the room, your voice is barely louder than a whisper.

“yes, darling?”

“dinner's ready at the table, if you're hungry.”

“in a minute, darling,” his voice is soft, almost pleading, “let me stay here for a little bit longer.”

he's grateful for you, he thinks, grateful for the way you indulge his wishes, but as much as he wants to, he knows he can't keep you on the couch all night - you need to eat dinner, after all. though if he had his way, nanami would love to stay here forever, vulnerably blissed out in the arms of his beloved where he is free to let his mind wander far away from any of his woes, and where he knows he is truly home.

it's here >:) first nanami little piece <3

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(iii) things about HUSBAND ! NANAMI KENTO

pairing : husband ! kento x stay-at-home partner ! reader

warnings : TALKING ABOUT HAVING KIDS, grumpy nanami, a bit of angst BUT that's what times in a marriage so we gotta be honest here, petnames like "beautiful" and "love", implied spoilers of nanami's past (if you don't know what happened to the other student in jjk when nanami was in high school), gojo is like .. nanami's implied bestie but he's annoying as per usual, LOOK AT THE NOTE IN THE END PLEASE !!

HUSBAND ! NANAMI KENTO unintentionally does things that make your heart flutter. like whenever he wakes up first and sits up on the bed against the headboard, muttering a soft "good morning" to the still half-asleep you, while fixing your blanket. or, when he leaves notes on the fridge like "i'll be home a bit late, you better go to bed first". his subtle care is lovely, and you're even more reminded of why you married him.

HUSBAND ! NANAMI KENTO used to hate the idea of children. it's one of the reasons why he didn't become a teacher like gojo. however, when he thinks of you and him, having children together whether it's through birth, adoption, or a surrogate—he feels a warmth in his heart that makes him realize how much he loves you, and how amazing it would be to start a family with you.

HUSBAND ! NANAMI KENTO is a meticulous and rather cold man, but let's a little loose with you. those who attended your quaint wedding were even surprised when he actually stood up to dance with you, even if it was a little awkward for him. for a man who fights and is probably the most agile person you know, kento shakes from the tad bit of nervousness he has when he has to waltz with you.

HUSBAND ! NANAMI KENTO doesn't call you many pet names, and often just calls you "nanami" (he loves it so much, knowing that you're his). but when he's had many overtime shifts, physically and mentally worn out, feeling like he got ringed out like a wet rag, kento hugs you for perhaps almost a minute long, saying things like "i'm so happy to see you, beautiful" and "my love, did you wait long for me?"

HUSBAND ! NANAMI KENTO hates fighting with you. however, given his job and sometimes aloof attitude, he knows that you're right to get upset. even he gets upset with himself at times. and as you're upset, nanami is as well. when he needs to cool down from a bad fight, he goes to stay over at gojo's (who asks a million questions about what happened). nevertheless, when push comes to shove, you know that when he comes back, you and nanami will always talk it through. he needs you, and you need him.

HUSBAND ! NANAMI KENTO hates to look at pictures of himself from high school. the hair, uniform, and visual memories of his old friend/classmate. but, when he looks at that one picture that was coincidentally taken of when the both of you were still friends at that age, he laughs a little. he always had eyes for you.

HUSBAND ! NANAMI KENTO actually proposes the idea of having kids to you first. of course, he said that it's much better when ... things settle down with his job (if they ever will). he quickly grabbed a napkin when you choked on your water, since he told you over dinner. but after you hear him explain, and clarifying to you that he only wants kids if you want them too, you're happy to see the content look in his eyes when you nod and say "i want to have a family with you too, kento."

important note : so, i know this is supposed to be a headcanon, but would y'all like to see a little short drabble about you y/n and nanami met ??? or like idk a backstory to their marriage ??? please tell me in the replies or reblogs or ask box !!

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finding a new, fine as fuck, fictional murderer to obsess over:

finding an edit of that murderer to literally any deftones song:

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Cigarettes After Sex (2017) series m.list

jean x reader

wc: 1k

warnings: suggestive; basically a fwb situation but no smut, idiots to lovers ?

a/n: highly recommend listening to the song while reading! was lowkey in my feels when i started this lol i’ve been wanting to do something with jean and this song for so so long !! im happy with how it turned out and i put a lil piece of my heart into it <3 needed to show jean some love hehe but yeah lemme shut up now LOL. i hope you enjoy :))

The first time you fell for his easy charm was at the bitter end of summer. The two of you were the only ones that made it up to watch the sunrise; the rest of the group passed out around you guys, their limbs thrown over one another and various degrees of snores softly filling the otherwise quiet room. Jean’s calloused hand met yours, dragging you out to the balcony to see the sun peek along the top of the city, waiting for the moon to disappear so it could make its debut for the day.

Even today, you couldn’t say who made the first move. The hazy buzz of alcohol from the night was wearing off and the delirium from staying up far too late was setting in, but the decision was made. Two hearts that often found themselves lost were able to find solace in one another, even if it was the shallow kind. 

Time progressed and feelings grew. Being with Jean felt like something you’d see in the movies. A perfectly poignant picture with two people who were obviously in love, but not together. The kind of film where you are practically screaming for the two of them to just talk and finally address their feelings. But this was real life, and you couldn’t think of it that way. It had been decided that this was no-strings, no rules; just something the two of you did as an extension of your friendship. Besides, there was no guarantee that he felt the same way about you and you didn’t want to risk the already complicated relationship. 

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