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Enclosed - Dining Room Enclosed dining room - mid-sized victorian enclosed dining room idea with brown walls

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DC Metro Living Room Loft-Style

Mid-sized trendy formal and loft-style dark wood floor and brown floor living room photo with beige walls, a standard fireplace and no tv

[setzabilly]

Enclosed San Diego Mid-sized enclosed dining room with brown walls from the Victorian era.

[eyecessorize]

San Diego Contemporary Kitchen An illustration of a mid-sized, modern, single-wall kitchen with raised panels, medium-tone wood cabinets, a beige backsplash, a ceramic backsplash, and no island.

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[hometoursandotherstuff]

Thanks to tasmanienerin for sending this dreamhouse of mine, a 1910 mansion in New York City. I'm surprised to see that the 6bd, 5ba home is actually original. (Did you notice the streets carved into the corner of the house?) $7.25M. I HOPE that the millionaire who buys it doesn't give a modern renovation and ruin it.

All the wood, including the floor, is original. It has a large nook with a round stained glass window, and built-in cabinets on each end. Love the gold-on-blue wallpaper.

The grand entrance hall is very large and has a beautiful chandelier. The hall is placed differently than other Victorians- it's sideways, so when you enter, the stairs are built facing "east/west," against the wall.

The owners chose to paint the reception room a sunny yellow and the corner room does get a lot of sun. It has a beautiful fireplace, gorgeous crown molding, wainscoting, and ceiling. It's such a large room, it fits 2 baby grand pianos with space to spare.

I think that this is the 2nd reception room, but they have it set up as a casual dining room. There's a fireplace and wainscoting, but the molding isn't as grand and the ceiling is plain. It does have a great chandelier, though.

This long room is the actual dining room. It has the high wainscoting and a grand fireplace. Look at the design in the ceiling.

I couldn't wait to see the kitchen, and it's basically intact. The stove is placed in the original cooking fireplace, there're no new cabinets except for a sink, but they do have a large commercial fridge. The table is huge. I love it. But, I would bet that someone's going to buy the house and completely gut it.

The home has 6 floors and this is a large landing. Notice the fancy stairs on the right, and across the way, behind a door, are the former staff stairs.

No doubt about it- there's a lot of climbing, b/c an elevator was never installed.

On this upper floor, there may be the staff rooms. It's unusual to see wainscoting on the upper levels.

Well, we can see that this bath is original. I hope someone doesn't come in and put up big tile showers and jetted soaking tubs.

I see that on the 3rd fl. there's a reading room.

https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/1-W-123rd-St-New-York-NY-10027/2126331513_zpid

[scientia-rex]

Exciting updates in my life: my week of vacation has so far involved working physically in the house and or yard so hard that I’m in agony by bedtime. I have two modes, On and Off, and it’s been an On week, in large part because I’ve realized my thinning hair may well be due to my Wellbutrin so I’ve dropped the dosage and every time I change a psych med my anxiety goes bananas for weeks to months at a time. So instead of “relaxing” or “finishing one goddamn fic, what the fuck, me” I’ve (properly) removed the spare room’s asbestos popcorn ceiling and been forced to learn FAR more than I want to about ceilings and drywall given the state of what was covered up by the popcorn. Yesterday afternoon for a break from the Ceiling of Doom I cleaned the back deck that I couldn’t clean for a YEAR while we waited for the contractor to actually fix the dangerous structural instability. It took me four hours of continuous physical labor. There’s a lot wrong with me, but I AM getting biceps, which is delightful since I don’t like exercise per se and usually have the muscle tone of cooked linguine.

However! Tomorrow I’m going to sand down the joint compound I had to redo in a few places today after sanding the first time badly, and then! Then I shall prime it. Whenever that dries, time to attempt skim coating. Then realize I’ve failed and have to try that again one or two times before eventually sanding it again, priming it again, and finally, please God, painting it. Then painting the walls. Then painting, cutting mitered corners in, and gluing up the high density foam crown molding. Then yanking the carpets and learning how to lay vinyl flooring planks that will be impervious to the slings and arrows of senior dogs. It’s going to be a while. But one day, I will have that room in a condition where I can paint, miter cut, and install the baseboards. And after that? Build the FUCKING GUEST BED that has been IN BOXES IN THE GARAGE for TWO YEARS. over two years now! Jesus Christ.

I also finally managed to get rid of the plastic blinds I hated in the bedroom and put up curtain rods and curtains. And put up two bird feeders outside, including installing the hooks under the eves. I have been busy. Just not with writing. Also I’ve been deliberately avoiding tumblr bc it tends to make my mood worse rather than better; tragic. But sometimes I open the app and instead of checking notifications I just scroll and reblog and I can pretend that no one is being an asshole on the Internet.

[madamechrissy]

But it's Better if you Do

ৎ୭ Pairings ৎ୭ Nanami Kento x Fem Reader

ৎ୭ Warnings ৎ୭ Breeding kink, dirty cunnilingus, stripping/lap dance (just for Nanami tho) smutty cute fluff.

ৎ୭ Summary ৎ୭ Every weekday for a year, Nanami Kento comes into the coffee shop you work at, and he orders the same damn thing. You have it bad but are too nervous to do more than doodle on his cups. You have a double life, because you're also 'Foxy' a featured dancer at a strip club once a week. A bachelor party for Satoru Gojo has you dancing, and he's there. Nanami fucking Kento. You end up both in a VIP room, awkward, nervous, but then... it's your chance. He doesn't know it's you, right? What harm can a lap dance do? Surely won't be awkward the next day...

Chapter 12 - Masterlist

Chapter 13

Two Months Later

You and Nanami Kento have a house together. A beautiful house, too, hardwood floors, open and bright rooms with floor to ceiling windows, soft cream color walls and pretty white crown molding adorn the walls. The ceilings are high with soft can lighting, and you all have three rooms and an office, it’s about as perfect as you can get, but still simple.

But the best part?

You have a stripper pole installed now. Yep, a stripper pole, and it’s in the spare room, the one that has leds strung up and a red chaise lounge. You all put the normal lighting on when guests stay, and detach the pole, since it’s pretty easy to do, but when no one is staying in that room?

Well, it’s fun.

Daddy Ken ❤️ (yep, that’s his name in your phone) Be home in a few minutes, darling, grabbing drinks.

You: Perfect, I’ll be in the spare room.

Daddy Ken ❤️: Oh… see you there, darling.

You start to spin around the pole a few times, practicing, and turning on the red lighting, scooching the chaise closer now. Then you hear the familiar sound, of the keys jingling, of Nanami taking off his shoes and jacket, and those green glasses of his, and you giggle as you run your hands nervously down your outfit.

You were wearing a pretty little silvery mini skirt and bra, glittering like a damn disco ball, covering not much of anything. Then you had a silver body chain that ran down the center of your breasts, around your waists, along with the same garter Nanami had ever tipped you in. You tremble as you hear him calling your name playfully, and you grin when the door of the room opens.

Nanami is there, his business jacket off, his crisp white dress shirt just a bit unbuttoned with a loosened tie, sleeves rolled up to show those sexy forearms, and his expensive gold watch. You bite your lower lip, eating the sight in, how were you lucky enough to get this every day?

“Welcome home, Daddy.” You say with a giggle, and he rolls his eyes with a smirk, tousling that soft blond hair and looking you up and down leisurely, licking a full lower lip.

“Don’t you look yummy, sweet girl.” He comes up to you then, wrapping a big arm around your little waist, groaning as he feels your bare skin. “Are you covered in… is this glitter?”

“Hell yeah, it’s glitter. Look, it shimmers under this light!” You’re swishing side to side, letting the light hit the glitter like diamonds, and he grins, half cocked and so charming.

“You’re a beautiful little disco ball.”

“Exactly!”

He just laughs, kissing you deeply, and you exhale, falling into it for a moment, his tongue sliding past your soft lips, pressing you against his hard body. You giggle then, looking up at him. “What’s this devious look about?”

“Your shirt will be covered in glitter, better take it off.” He obliges, watching you eagerly with his hazel eyes darkened with lust, and yours surely reflect, since you’re eating up every sight of his perfect, chiseled body. “Fuck you’re gorgeous, Nanami Kento,” you stop his hand as he goes for his tie. “Keep it on.”

“You’re obsessed with these.” You yank him by, it smirking.

“Sure am! Okay…” You lead him to the lounge, pushing him down playfully, he spreads out on the couch, so goddamn sexy you nearly jump him. But, you keep yourself together. “Ready for the show?”

“Oh, absolutely I am, love.” He crosses an ankle over a knee, leaning back, shirtless…. Fuck, focus…. Watching you.

“Now, I’m a little out of shape on this thing. So if I fall, don’t laugh.” He rolls his eyes and shakes his head.

“I’ll catch you if you fall, darling. Don’t you know?”

“Nanami!” You damn near lose it at that. “Gonna make me cry! Now, let’s put on the music,” you pop on the little device you all have attached to the wall, and you giggle when the lights change color to the beat. “Watch the show, my Kento.”

“I’m all eyes, my darling.” His brows lift as you put your hand on the pole then, arm twisted high above you, and you bend down, spreading your thighs and sliding down low, giving him a view of your glistening pussy in the see through thong that you were wearing. “Glitter on that pretty cunt too? I hope not. Is it edible?”

You snort in laughter, sliding back up and turning, shaking your thighs and making your ass shake, and hearing his quiet moan. You peek back over your shoulder, seeing him gripping the arm of the lounge with one hand, resting his chin on the other, eyes hungry on you.

“No glitter on my pussy, Kento. It’s just wet because you’re here.” He groans again, leaning forward, and then he’s yanking the lounge like it’s nothing, until he’s right in front of you, and you can nearly feel his breath on your legs.

“Much better view.” He says gruffly, grabbing your ass cheeks in his two big hands and squeezing. You moan softly yourself, then smack at his hands.

“You’re touching the stripper!?”

“Sure am, Foxy. You’re my stripper.” He smacks your ass, and you giggle at the sensation.

“Let me work the pole, Ken.” You stick your tongue out, and he just laughs, that deep chuckle, and you spin around the cool silver metal, hooking a leg around it and spinning, slowly. He whistles, urging you on, and your eyes close, because fuck it feels so good to dance like this, for just him , your fiance.

You let the music take you, as you climb up the pole, feeling your arms tense, you weren’t kidding when you said you’re a little rusty. You don’t climb as high, but you get up there, and then spring slowly, feeling those lidded, hazel eyes on you like a caress on your skin. You could hear his breath catch when you flip upside down then, letting yourself hang off the pole.

“Fuck…” He groans, and you feel yourself getting more excited, as your thighs press together around the pole, your hair hanging down, and you grin at him, upside down, before flipping your body again. “Darling…”

You slide around again, blowing him a kiss, and he smirks over at you, so charming you melt, until you glide off the pole, sore as can be and shaking your arms, he tries to cover his laugh. You use the pole now rather than climbing it, dancing around it until you whip off your bra, throwing it at him teasingly, it lands right on his head, and you giggle.

“You’re such a bratty girl.” He admonishes, but when he sees you playing with your breasts, tweaking your nipples, he groans, standing, but you put a foot on his lap, shaking your head.

“Sit back down.” He blinks curiously then, doing as you say, and you saunter to him, yanking him by his tie and coming between his thighs.

“Are you trying to dominate me, darling?” He asks, amusement clear on his features. You laugh a little, nodding.

“Just teasing more than anything. You know I like being a terrible bratty sub for you, Daddy.” He growls, yanking you on his lap then, and you’re giggling until he’s got your thighs apart, and his hand between them. Then? You’re moaning. “ Kenn …”

“You know you’re my little doll, mine to play with.” He murmurs, and those words? They fuck you mentally. You’re soaked. He notices, smirking.

“Fuck you’re hot.” He laughs a bit, sliding two fingers in your ready little cunt, you gasp, crying out then, and his brows draw together, his other hand pulling the back of your hair gently. “Mmmnh!”

“So pretty, darling, the prettiest girl.” You’re soaking his fingers from the praise, you can’t help it, you can’t stop the wetness from just pouring. “And so wet, so ready for me, always. Aren’t you darling?”

You nod eagerly, breath catching as the heat from his body melds into yours, as he dominates you yanking that hair and making your cunt throb around his fingers, pulsing and gushing. He moans, kissing you deeply, overpowering all of your senses, god it never goes away, this insane need, the headiness, the way you just lose yourselves in each other.

It just gets more intense.

“Love you, love you.” You whisper against his lips, he exhales, hitting that spot then, the little spongy spot that he knows how to torture, building that pressure in your core, and you’re screaming out, cumming all over his hand.

“Love you, darling. Love you.” He slides his fingers out, sucking on them and moaning, his eyes shutting, making you even wetter, now it’s soaked your little thong and dripping onto his fancy slacks. “Messy girl.”

“Mmmn, your fault.” He laughs breathlessly, as you straddle him, heat pressed on the huge bulge of his cock, pressing up between the plump, dripping lips of your pussy, you gasp out at it, grinding down, moaning into his lips.

“Need something, darling?” Nanami teases, like he enjoys to, make you a whole mess and then asking you to form coherent words.

“Cock. Now. Please.” His slacks are off quickly, and he’s got your thong twisted to the side, lifting you up and positioning his hot, thick tip at your entrance, you cry out as he begins to stretch you out. “Kennn! Ngh!”

“Fuck, you’re so tight…” he groans out those words, as he’s snug inside you, and your walls are clamping down around his thick length. Your head arches back, so he kisses your neck, hands firmly on your hips now, lifting you and dragging you back down on him, you can’t stop your cries as he’s filling you.

So much pressure, so deep, stretching you beyond your means, but you manage to fit him, soaking him as he pulls out again, shoving up hard. You both groan out, and he sinks his teeth into your neck, biting you and sucking, your hands helplessly cling to his broad shoulders, digging into perfect skin, as he urges you to ride him, grabbing your ass.

You bounce up and down him, drenching his cock, rolling your hips and hitting your cervix hard, making you both hiss at the sensation. You’re so close.

“Cumming… t’good, Ken , ngh!” You’re trembling, falling apart, and he’s relentless in his pounding of your cervix, as you start to fall apart.

“Then cum, darling. All over me.” Your orgasm washes through you, and you’re soaking his cock, as his strong thighs hold your useless legs up now, as his hands slide up to your breasts, and his cock twitches inside you.

“Ah! Mnh… s’good, I…fucking… s’good…” You’re nonsense, you’re just mewling on top of him, whining as you cum again, and this time you can barely breathe, clinging around his neck, and your foreheads rest together. He moans against your lips, hands back on your ass now, shoving in so deep you can’t hold in a scream. “Ngh!”

“Such a good girl.” You tremble, a mess, not in one bit of control even if you are on top of him. He’s wrecking your cervix, and his hazel eyes are wrecking your soul, as he looks at you with that desire in his eyes, mirroring your own. “Cum with me, darling, one more time?”

You nod, eagerly, trying to rock the hips of your boneless body, too intense then as his tip is slamming against your cervix and he’s grinding, you cum so hard you can’t function, twitching and spasming around his cock. He looks into your eyes, and his handsome face is fuzzy as you breathe out, as he finds his release, shooting hot loads of cum in you.

It’s so hot, so much cum he pours, and you struggle to take it all, just pulsing and shooting his cum back down him. He groans, as he presses in more, sensitive as you are now, gripping you bruisingly and his face is screwed together as he does, those teeth clenched, brows together, eyes never leaving yours.

You both are shaky, sweaty, as you caress each other, as you’re covered in glitter and now Nanami Kento’s strong, perfect body was too. He laughs, breathlessly, as he kisses you again, again.

“You’re perfect, my perfect girl.” He’s brushing your hair back, whispering, you sigh happily, holding his face in your hands.

“You’re perfect, Nanami Kento.” You both kiss, softer now, you’re weak in his strong arms, he holds you so tight.

“We have a party tonight and look at us.” You giggle.

“We’ll still have glitter on!”

“You know… I’ve been thinking.” He eases out of you, and you wince a bit, he pulls you into his lap then, and you look up at his eyes.

“What is it, my Kento?”

“Birth control. Wanna stop it?” You blink at that, grinning then, your heart so fucking full you can’t think.

“Huh! What! You…”

“It can take months after going off it I hear. And… well, I was thinking, how good of a mom you’d be. When you’re ready, of course.” You’re sobbing now, sniffling, he smiles as he wipes your tears. “Too soon?”

“No, not at all, Kento. I really want a baby too. You’d be the most amazing , caring father ever.” You kiss him tremulously, you all fall into each other’s kisses, endless, as the moment hits you hard. “But am I at a good enough place?”

“You can dance and have babies. I’ll take care of you forever.”

“Kento! I can’t just have babies!”

“You can dance on the pole too. And cook for me.” You giggle at him, blinking back your tears.

“Kento, you want me a whole housewife?”

“You can work if you want. But yes, that’s what I’d like. I’m traditional you know. Maybe just… part time though.”

“You already don’t let me pay for anything!”

“You don’t need to. I told you I want to take care of you. And I want to take care of any babies we’ll be blessed to have.”

“My ovaries are burning.” He blinks at that, raising his brows, then you’re both laughing, and he’s kissing down your neck.

“Let’s go off it, then. Let me finish the month out and… yeah.”

“Really?”

“Absolutley. What would you want? A boy?”

“A daughter.” You’re surprised a bit, but he explains as he holds you against his chest, and you’re running your fingers through his soft blond hair. “I would want a little girl like you, to spoil, and I bet she would let me.”

Your heart is so full it aches, as you nuzzle your nose against one of his perfect cheekbones, inhaling his scent and then pulling back, loving him so much that it hurts. “You’ll have a spoiled little girl hmm?”

“Absolutely I will.” You giggle, and he laughs a bit, but it’s serious, and you’re so happy at that moment you can’t describe it.

“I’d love to have a daughter with you, Ken. Or a boy, who will be so strong, sweet and caring, like his father. A gentleman.”

“Darling…” You see a little sheen in his hazel eyes, and he blinks a little tear, surprising you. Kento is usually so composed, put together, and you’re the crying mess. You brush a tear aside, sighing, blinking away your own.

“I love you so much, Nanami Kento. I’m the luckiest former stripper ever.” He snorts at that.

“You’re still stripping, it’s only for me now. Foxy.” You blush at that. “I love you so much, my bride-to-be.” You all fall into each other, drinking each others sighs, in your own little quiet room that’s still blinking LEDs to forgotten music.

****

“Holy shit, nice house Kento!” Gojo comes up to you all, hugging you and then hugging Nanami across the shoulders. “Gimme the tour!”

Nanami takes Gojo around, and you come to hug Gojo’s wife, who is dressed in a beautiful dress, showcasing the growing bump. You’re wearing a similar dress, a pale blue version, as Nanami likes you in. She’s glowing happily, and you can’t help but want to touch the cute bump, especially after the conversation earlier.

“Hey…” She perks up.

“Yes, love?”

“Can I touch your tummy, is that so weird!?” She laughs, taking your hand and putting it there, shaking her head. “Of course it’s not. ‘Toru just felt the baby kick for the first time yesterday!”

“Oh my god! That’s amazing.” You see him and Kento, shoving each other around playfully, as Gojo kept trying to touch things and it made Kento angry. You laugh looking at them, then turn back to Mrs. Gojo. “You’re just glowing.”

“I’m so nervous, though. So excited but nervous, like I want it all to go okay. You know what I mean?” You nod, and her hand comes on yours. “Have you and Nanami talked about it yet?”

You flush bright red, leaning in. “Just today. He wants to have a daughter… it melted me. My ovaries are singing.” She laughs loudly then, attracting their attention, covering her mouth and quieting some. “Going off the pill by next month.”

“Oh my goodness, I’m so freaking excited for you two.” She hugs you then, her little bump on your tummy, then you feel it, a little kick. You gasp, backing up and looking down at her tummy.

“Oh my god!”

“You felt it, didn’t you?” You nod, and then Gojo comes up with Nanami, and they’re smiling at you both.

“Felt the little nudger huh?” Gojo shoots you a wink, and you nod, still stunned at it. “Gonna have daddy’s long legs.”

“She’ll be a model.” She whispers, rubbing her tummy. You pause.

“A girl!?”

“Yeah, we haven’t said it yet. This is your day.” She takes your hand in hers, smiling at you. “We will soon, don’t worry.”

“She’s gonna be pretty like her momma.” Gojo kisses her gently then more intimately, pulling her against his body, deepening it. She drops your hand, helpless, as he’s devouring her, and Kento just looks at you, rolling his eyes. You giggle.

“So we may be trying soon…” Kento says, and Gojo pulls back, a huge grin on his handsome face, his crazy fangs glinting.

“A baby? Holy fuck! You knockin her up, Kento?” Nanami grimaces, and Gojo’s wife smacks at him.

“I really hope you all do, I know you’ll be the best. Won’t they, Toru?”

“Of course they will.” You smile then, and soon the door knocks again, and it’s Suguru and his girlfriend.

“Oh my gosh hi!” She is glowing too, in a pretty little yukata, and Suguru is in a kimono. You gush over them.

“You look so beautiful!” You tell her with a hug, she giggles, blushing and looking down shyly. Geto has his hand on her back, and she looks up at him with a grin, then looks back at you.

“Thank you so much! Ugh, you look so pretty too!” You and her had been becoming fast friends, she fit in with everyone. Still a little bit shy and insecure, Geto was helping her open up. He comes and hugs you with a smile now.

“So good to see you two. It’s beautiful here.” You grin, stepping back, and now they greet Nanami.

“You look good, Suguru.” Nanami says, and Suguru grins.

“I’m pretty damn happy. Can’t lie.” Suguru hugs his girlfriend then, and she smiles so lovingly at him, it brightens the room. You hold Kento’s hand, so happy then in this moment as you watch your friends together. “How couldn’t I be with her on my arm?”

“Oh, Sugu!” They kiss, and she’s got that huge smile. Nanami comes to give her a hug too.

“You look lovely in a yukata. Did Sugu get this for you?” He says, and she nods happily.

“He spoils me. I know you do too. And Gojo. You three don’t let us do much.” Gojo comes then, hugging Suguru and kissing his cheek, which Suguru shoves off with a grimace as you all laugh.

“Hey baby boy!” 

“Ugh.”

“And hey, pretty little lady!” He gives Suguru’s girlfriend a hug then a little pat on the head.

“Hey Satoru!”

“It’s not true, my wife is mean and works constantly . Be more like them, little brat.” She sticks her tongue out at him, and he just grins.

“Nah, Toru, I’ll do what I want. You just don’t want me nagging you at the office, do you?”

“You figured me out.”

You all start laughing and talking, and then the door knocks again, and it’s Shoko and her new girlfriend, Utahime. They both come and hate on Gojo, much to Gojo’s dismay and everyone’s enjoyment. They all start handing you little cards and gifts, bottles of alcohol and more.

“Finest wine, love.” Shoko says, kissing your cheek.

“Thank you, Shoko! Hey, Utahime!” The pretty brunette hugs you as well, until Gojo pinches her and she ends up chasing him. The living room is chaotic, and you and Nanami just grin at each other across the room.

Yuji and Nobara are next, and you run to hug them tightly. Nobara kisses your cheek and hands you a card, and you shake your head. “Don’t get me anything, you two, told you not to!”

“Hush and take it, girl.” You blink back tears, then Yuji comes and kisses your cheek, ruffling your hair.

“Love you both!”

“We love you.” Yuji goes up to Nanami, they’d become so close, it was so cute how Yuki looks up to him.

“Nanami, this place is so awesome. Where’s this stripper pole huh?” Yuji asks, and Nanami’s perfect cheeks turn pink.

“Yuji! Have some tact.” Nobara smacks at him, but he just snatches her up against him, kissing her quiet.

Yeah, that was a thing now.

She pulls back, glaring, as he brushes her strawberry locks out of her face, but then she just grins. “Where is this pole, Nanami?”

“Hey now, a pole!?” Gojo jumps up, and you grimace. “Baby, get on it!”

“I’m pregnant!”

“There’s pregnant strippers!?” You all start laughing, then you finally get everyone calm enough to sit around the living room, as you and Nanami start bringing out the appetizers and food and drinks. They all start chattering away, and it’s so comfy, and so beautiful, as you sit down next to your fiance.

He smiles at you, bringing your little hand to his firm lips, kissing the back of them and making you falter. For a moment, it’s just you two, and nothing else, as you lean forward, kissing his lips softly. Not a huge PDA fan, Kento surprises you, moaning softly in your mouth, and pulling you against his side, on his lap damn near.

“Oh damn, lap dance show!?” Gojo pipes in, and Kento sighs.

“Shut up, Gojo.”

“Hey!”

Nanami eases you back a bit, brushing his hand through your hair, and you feel so loved and happy, those tears prick your eyes.

“You all are too cute.” Nobara muses, and you wipe your eyes, grinning at everyone around you.

“Thanks so much for coming, really. I can’t wait for you all to be there when we get married!”

“How long are you all thinking?” Yuji asks, leaning against the couch and popping a snack in his mouth, then Sebastian jumps up and snuggles him. “Hey buddy!”

You take in the cuteness of Yuji with Sebastian, then look back at Nanami, who gives you a little nod. “It will be right around Nanami’s birthday, so a summer wedding.”

“I love that so much!” Suguru’s girlfriend says. “I’m so excited for you all.”

“Ay, when you all getting engaged?” Gojo asks, and Suguru sighs, rolling his eyes as his girlfriend blushes.

“You’re so nosy, Gojo.” Suguru sticks his tongue out, and then Gojo sticks his out, and the room goes back to the comfortable chaos. You snuggle next to Nanami, and sip some wine, feeling his warmth, and the warmth around you.

“I’m so lucky.” You murmur, and he kisses your head, pulling you even closer against his hard body.

“I’m lucky darling. Even luckier that I’ll be inside you tonight.” His whisper tickles your ear, sending shivers down your spine, and his thumb brushes against your ring, the one you never take off. You giggle, the thought shooting between your thighs, as your eyes lock.

“The pole!” Gojo jumps up then, and you all reluctantly show them the room, which ensues a ridiculous amount of laughter, as Gojo’s long body slings around on the pole, and his wife starts throwing ones at him.

It was amazing, but you know the best is yet to come.

****

“ Kenn! Mmmnh !” You’re crying out as he’s dove between your thighs that night, licking a slow line up your slit, right between your lips, groaning as he grips your thighs, holding them up high.

“Taste so good, darling, mmm.” He’s flicking that talented tongue on your clit, and you’re yanking at his hair, shoving your hips up. “So greedy, aren’t you? Just for me?”

“Only you, ever, ever! Ah!” You scream out as he sucks your puffy little clit in his mouth, humming then.

Nanami could stay between your thighs forever, you taste so sweet on his tongue, dripping down his lips, he drinks you up, watching you fall apart under him. He slides a finger in you, and your tight walls pulse around it, as he hits that spot he knows makes you cum, hitting you with that combo you can’t handle more than a moment of, and your hips buck up.

“Cumming, cumming! Daddy… drink me please.” Fuck, he’s so hard he’s shoving his cock on the matress for some friction, pre cum leaking out of his tip at your moans, at your sweet pussy soaking his face.

He could never get enough of you.

You could never get enough of him.

His moans as he drinks you, those sounds of him slurping you up, his hazel eyes seductively looking up at you, and then he angles his head, and your orgasm rocks you, making your head fuzzy, your ears nearly ringing. He’s lapping you up slower, and you’re so sensitive your thighs try to close, but he holds them apart, grinning at you, so goddamn attractive.

“I’m not done with you yet, darling. Be a good girl for me.” He’s back down there again, and you wonder how on Earth Kento breathes.

“I want your cock in me , please . Want it in me so bad. Please, Kenn, please.” He moans at that, sliding up your body, braced arms above you, so strong, you grip them tightly with your tiny hands, as he’s at your entrance.

“I’ll give my darling girl anything she asks.” He shoves his cock into you then, and your nails dig in as your hips arch up, screaming out as he’s so deep. He looks at you, eyes hazed over, mirroring your desire, and you feel your emotions well up, at the love in his gaze, as he pushes in so slow.

“I love you, Kento, so much. So-ah-fuck, so much!” He groans, kissing you, as he rocks his hips gently, tip of his cock against your bruised cervix, so slow, achingly slow, kissing you so sweet you keep crying.

“I love you, perfect girl.” He whispers, and you all fall into each other, you clinging to him in your new bedroom, as he fucks into you on your beautiful bed. Your cat is running around but leaves you alone. The phone rings but gets ignored. There’s nothing but you and Nanami Kento.

Kissing, thrusting, trembling, moaning.

Nanami cums hard and deep in you, for the second time that day, and your greedy cunt sucks it all in, and his face buries in your neck, as his strong hands grip your body tight. You’re still crying, you can’t stop, and as he’s easing out of you, he hugs you to him, letting you, brushing your hair gently.

“Too intense, darling?” He whispers, and you nod, looking up at him and smiling through those tears.

“It’s always intense, but… I’m just so happy, Nanami Kento. So freaking happy, having everyone there today, having you with me. It’s like a dream.”

“Oh darling, you’re my dream.” You sniffle, and he kisses you softly, looking down into your eyes. “I can’t wait to marry you.”

“I can’t wait to marry you. Daddy.”

He snorts, rolling his eyes. “Foxy.”

Now you giggle, and he quiets you with his kisses. “Mmm, love you, love you. Love you Kento.”

“Love you, my darling girl.”

“Forever.”

“Forever.”

You all consume each other, and it’s not long until you’re back to making love, and god it just only gets better. With your Fiancé.

Your Nanami Kento.

The End <3

Or is it? Epilogue here

[sungbeam]

𝐑𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐒𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐘𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐒 — teaser!

nonidol!kim sunwoo x fem!reader

you never thought your humble, little podcast would ever touch somebody's soul like it did one kim sunwoo's

▷ genre, teaser warnings. s2f2l, fluff, slight angst, humor, no specific warnings for the teaser

▷ projected release date. august 6th

▷ estimated wc. 20-25k haha,,,ha

this is the fifth installment of the love in unity series! this fic can be read as a standalone, but there will be references to the main plotline and all other yns will be referred to as _!yn

a/n: dude, i literally DRAGGED myself out of writer's block for this 😭😭 so pls reblog when it comes out 😎🤡

TEASER BELOW THE CUT (APPROX. 500 WORDS)

By Saturday morning, Sunwoo had had enough of his own stubbornness and caved. He donned his headphones, grabbed his bag, and headed out the door to do some work in a cafe located on the Ave. There was one that his friend Jacob had recommended to the group awhile back, and Sunwoo hadn’t looked back since.

As he tuned into the episode, he shoved his hands into the pockets of his hoodie, shivering against the cold, winter winds. February weather was a doozy, and a hot cup of coffee or hot chocolate sounded so very sexy right this moment.

“Welcome to Songbird Station! I’m your host, DJ Dove, and you’re probably wondering what the title of this episode even means, or why I sent that weird, cryptic voice message the other night.”

The traffic light turned green, and Sunwoo began to cross the road, the coffee shop in sight. His hands were beginning to get clammy in his pockets.

“Don’t riot, but friends, it means exactly what it says—” As you exhaled out a breathy kind of laugh, Sunwoo inhaled sharply.

“Helpful,” he muttered under his breath as he pushed into the warmth of the coffee shop. He shook the cold out of his body before hopping into the line to order.

“ —I did actually land myself a date yesterday. Honestly, I’m not really much of a dater; I never really had time with it over the past years because I would, uh… well, I would rather stay in and do music, y’know?”

The corners of Sunwoo’s lips curled up into a smile. Maybe he had been nervous before about this episode’s topic of choice, but he should have had more faith in you. Rather than speak about the date the entire episode, you always managed to worm in a discussion about your passions, and that was the kind of talk that had first gotten Sunwoo hooked. There was something so attractive about hearing or witnessing a person gush about their passions and ambitions—the way their eyes lit up, their posture righted itself, how they smiled so big that one could hear it in their tone of voice.

He was happy that you went out on a date, because you deserved to meet someone who treated you as special as you were. You were a good person, and it wasn’t fair that he was being so salty about it, especially when he was too chicken to—

“Sunwoo?”

His soul practically fell out of his body. “Shit—” He swore, yanking his headphones down with eyes as wide as the earphones. He whirled around to greet you with a flushed face, red like the old Christmas decorations still hanging up from the crown moldings.

You were standing right behind him with a mildly amused look on your face, your lips pressed into a smile and eyes crinkled in absolute delight. You were similarly bundled up like he was to no doubt shield you from the cold on your way here. “Sorry I scared you! I probably should have, like, tapped your shoulder or something, huh?”

Sunwoo let out a nervous laugh and cupped the back of his neck, the skin there warm to the touch. “Oh, uh, no problem at all. I just kinda…”

“Get scared easy?” You offered.

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- If you could design your own obnoxious billionaire mansion, what would some of the rooms look like? - What's your favourite genre of art history?

Honestly I probably wouldn't design anything, I'd just purchase a beautifully maintained historic home and move myself right in lol Ca'Dario is for sale again in Venice and if everyone who lived there didn't die a very tragic death I would snap that bad boy up.

But failing cursed Venetian properties I would also take a nice 18th century french chateau, or a pretty Georgian townhouse in London. I just want all of the crown molding and pretty woodwork! And a nice mix of modern comfy furniture (nice soft sofa is a must) and pretty antique decor like fancy lamps and end tables.

I love the dramatic highlights/shadows and poses of the baroque era, and insane eroticism/grotesqueness in the sculptures of saints from the time. Like-

This fucks insanely hard. Keep the pieta and david, if i'm looking at sculpture they better be this kind of insane overwrought thing installed in an equally ornate location, tyvm!

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Evolution of Us

Fandom: The Umbrella Academy Summary: Five and Viktor have been through a lot together, and they're ready to take their next step forward. Warnings: Mentions of canon-typical child abuse and drugging Word Count: 1,909 Ship(s): Five Hargreeves/Viktor Hargreeves

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A/N: I know that this one is also pretty short but when they're already together I feel like I have less explaining I have to do, lol. I also wrote and edited this while fairly tired so if there are any errors please be kind when you point them out! I hope that you guys enjoy this installment in my year of OTP! Stay sissy and bitchy everyone &lt;3

They had been there for almost every single achievement that someone could have. They shared a birthday and had been there to see each one until they were thirteen, but their birthdays were still celebrated together. They had been there to see when their powers first started developing, even if things had been erased by magic words when they were just a little bit older. They had been there to hear first words and see the first steps taken without toddling. They had been there to see the beginnings of food preferences taking place. They had been there to see their first day of school, their first step towards their talents, their first step towards clothing preferences, their first step towards media likes and dislikes, everything.

Viktor had seen Five’s first mission, had been lurking on the roof next to the building to watch what he was doing. Five had been there to see the first fully played song that Viktor had performed to an audience, even if that was only him.

They had also missed a lot of each other’s lives. They had missed the other person’s first kisses, their first loves, their first day on the job, and their first home outside of the Academy. It was something that they both regretted quite a lot since they had seen the beginning and not the middle, like they had missed out on their own lives. They had to soothe that worry by knowing that every other step that they made would be with each other.

At least, that was what Five had been telling himself the entire time that they loaded boxes onto the moving truck. 

They had been living in Viktor’s small, poorly kept apartment while they settled themselves out in the new universe. He had recently gotten a job at a high school and Viktor had gotten a job with a paying orchestra so that he could do what he loved and provide for them. That meant that after just a few months post-job acquiring, they were able to put a downpayment on a house. That had resulted in them sharing another first together, the packing up of their house and moving all of their belongings to a new place. They had also gone house hunting together, which had brought forth all kinds of wonderful feelings for them both.

Once the moving truck was loaded up with every item that they were allowed to take from the apartment, they headed across The City and out into the suburbs. The house that they had chosen was closer to the main part of the city than the newer establishments since Viktor had wanted something vaguely old. They had chosen a cute post-war cottage that was near the university, which held the high school that Five taught math and science at. 

It had chipper red brick with white accents on the porch and around the windows. Inside, it had the original dark hardwood flooring and some of the accents like crown molding along the walls. There was a kitchen with bright white tile and plenty of counter space for the tiny amount of cooking that they did with each other. There were two bedrooms, both of them small enough that they felt cozy without making Viktor feel like the walls closing in on him. There was also an unfinished basement that gave them a bit of a project to do without having to worry about the livability of their home.

They arrived at the house with basically no problems. Viktor gave an excited noise as he leaned over and kissed Five’s cheek. When he pulled away, his brows furrowed together and he settled better into the front bench of the moving truck. “Sweetheart?”

“Hmm?” Five asked as he turned towards his boyfriend. He had been trying to stay out of his own thoughts but now that things were actually happening, he felt kind of like they were consuming him whole.

“Is everything okay?” Viktor asked, one hand moving to hold Five’s arm so that the other was forced to turn and look at the smaller man properly.

“I just…” he sighed and leaned his head back against the headrest. “Promise that you won’t make fun of me?”

“I would never, ever make fun of you,” Viktor shook his head. Five knew that it was true, he had always known that it was true. Even when they were children, Viktor had never participated in the teasing that the others had subjected whoever the unlucky sibling was that week to. The closest that they had gotten to it was when he had made a comment about Five’s drunken speech at Luther and Sloane’s first wedding.

Five turned so that they were facing each other on the bench. He reached out so that his fingers were interwoven with his boyfriend’s and then pressed their foreheads together. “I can’t help but wonder what this was like when you were moving out of the Academy. I missed so much of your adult life and while I’m so glad that we have the chance to do it now, I can’t help but feel a little sad that I wasn’t there to see it initially,” he explained. He said it all at once so that he wouldn’t chicken out and end up saying that it was nothing or lying about what was on his mind.

“Oh, Five,” Viktor sighed gently.

“I know that it’s stupid,” he whispered quietly. “I should just be happy that we’re getting to have this but I keep regretting everything that I missed.”

“I regret it too,” the other man admitted after a moment of silence had hung between them. “I wish that you had been there on my first day of college or when I moved into my first apartment. I was so scared during both of them, or I guess as scared as I could be when I was on massive sedatives, you would have made it all better.”

“I know that there’s nothing that we can do to fix it,” he sniffled. He didn’t know where the sorrow and mourning for a time that had already long past was coming from. He should have been able to push it down and away the same way that he had all of the people he had met while working for the Commission. For some reason, though, he was unable to. When his mind was clearer he would assume that the reason was because Viktor was so much closer to him than they were. The other man had held his heart since they were first brought together, possibly even before. 

He had never wanted to be separated from Viktor, but he had gotten stuck in the apocalypse that his love had caused. He had made the best of it and even created a wife that would help him move past the blossoming little crush that he had. He had fought tooth and nail to get back to Viktor and the rest of their siblings, and then to keep them together after. He should have just been grateful that they had that time now, that they were allowed to be together, but he was still mourning the time that they could have had together had he not made the one impulse decision that had damned him.

“Would it be better if I told you about what they were like?” Viktor asked. “You could tell me a bit about what it was like to move into that place that you had in the apocalypse.”

“How do you always know the ways to make me feel better?” Five laughed as he darted forward to steal a kiss.

“Because I’m your soulmate,” Viktor replied. “Am I meant to take that as a yes?”

“You certainly are,” he nodded. “But I think that we should do it while we’re unpacking and setting up our new home. I’m not very keen on the idea of having to sleep on the floor.”

After a quick nod of agreement from the other, they both got out of the car and got two of their smaller boxes full of personal items. They walked up to their new home and opened the door for the first time, which settled the anxiety that had been brewing in the back of Five’s head since they had started packing. They both worked hard and efficiently to bring in all of their things and get them into the proper rooms. Once the entire truck was empty and all of their boxes were inside, they began to put together the furniture in their bedroom.

“I didn’t have to do this when I moved into my college dorm,” Viktor explained as he screwed another peg into the slot where they had been told to by the instructions. “Reggie sent me to a pretty prestigious music college so my dorm was basically a furnished apartment. I had the classic cinderblock wall but it was painted a really nice blue color. I had a bedframe with a mattress, no pillows or blankets though. I had a desk, a chair, and a chest of drawers that was only mine. The rest of the house had the basic things that you needed to be able to live but they weren’t just mine. Mom was let out of the house long enough to help me really settle in but I think that was just so Dad could make sure I didn’t miss my first dose of meds without her giving it to me.”

“Asshole,” Five muttered, shaking his head. “What about your apartment?”

“I moved into one apartment and then stayed there the rest of my life. Even after I got more money and could have moved,” he laughed. “I barely had anything and I had to sleep on the floor when I first moved in. I didn’t waste my money on going out so I was able to get new furniture pretty quickly, thankfully. I was so scared of the neighborhood that I had moved into that I slept with my kitchen knife next to my bed. No one came to visit me, not even Diego or Klaus.”

Viktor didn’t let himself dwell on the sadness of being left alone for long as he quickly asked, “What was your home in the apocalypse like? You had one, didn’t you?”

The taller man nodded, “I did. It was a bombed out building, I think it used to be the library. I gathered up things that I found around the city. I had a chalkboard and a nest of blankets. I got basically every book that I could find about whatever, mostly so that I would have somewhere to write my notes. I should have gotten things like food but I spent a lot of my time looking for wine and clothes for Dolores.”

They went quiet for a bit as they both sat in the sadness that their adult lives had been before they had reunited. Viktor set down the furniture piece that he had been working on and then reached over to take his boyfriend’s hand. He brought it up to his lips and whispered, “I’m so glad that we can be together for this change. I hope that it’ll be a lot more pleasant than the last couple of times we moved.”

Five cupped his lover’s face and brought their lips together in a sweet kiss. “Me too, love, me too.”

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