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kentopedia · 2 months
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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.”
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http-tokki · 5 months
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"Ken," you call from the kitchen, arms elbow-deep in dirty dishwater. "baby, can you come here, please." You hear a chair scrape against wooden floors. "Yes, angel?" Kento walks in a few seconds after answering you. "Can you pull the plug, please? I can feel something there, and I know if I touch it, I'm gonna puke." you wince, unable to move your hands in fear of touching the soggy food again. Nanami chuckles and reaches into the soapy water to pull the stopper on the drain. "Anything else?" he rinses his hands under the water, removing any residue of bubbles and grime. You turn your head to look up at your fiance and purse your lips for a kiss. Kento obliges, pressing a soft kiss against your lips. You love him for so many reasons, a list that spans the width of the earth and then some but in moments like these, where he willing reaches into dirty water just because you hate the feeling of soggy food, you love him a little more.
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sexlapis · 4 months
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꩜ nanami x reader
synopsis: you & nanami go home decor shopping and your methods for choosing furniture are…interesting to say the least.
suggestive, heavy sex implications, crack fic, fluff, gender neutral!reader, nanami & reader are married, reader embarrassing nanami
a/n: inspired by this tiktok video ^_^
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you do not enjoy shopping.
the bustling crowd, the loud, busy atmosphere, the blinding strain of artificial light and constantly moving around on your feet for hours on end when you desired the comfort of your home.
you do not enjoy shopping.
unfortunately for you, your newly wedded husband nanami did and being the good partner you are, you willingly put aside your mild discomfort to make him happy.
it’s so difficult being a good, loving and caring partner for your husband, really.
after shoving all of your previous shopping in the trunk of the car, relief floods you. finally, this day is over. it’s only 4pm and a long, cosy afternoon nap awaits at home.
instead, nanami waits beside the car, holding his hand out for you to hold. “come on. we still have one more place left.”
“what!” you groan. “i thought that was the last one!”
“nu-uh. just this one and we’re all done for the day.”
grumbling, you place your hand in his. nanami smiles softly at you and your frustrations ease just a little.
he drags you along the buzzing car park all the way to a large, furniture store.
furniture, huh?
“oh! furniture shopping!” you gleam, a mischievous glint in your eyes that nanami fails to notice. “i’m okay with this.”
“i think that is the happiest you’ve looked since we left the house.”
“yeah, i can tolerate shopping for furniture. not your five billion candles! also, i get to sit down.
“ah, _____,” nanami sighs fondly, pecking your temple quickly, “you are so lazy…”
you huff, but your attention is grabbed by a two-seater, emerald coloured sofa of velvet material. it looked comfortable and seemed like a good deal.
you glide your hand along the rim of the furniture. “what’d you think of this one, kento?”
“hm..it’s alright.” he replies, walking around the sofa and inspecting it like it needs a good fix. “it’s a little small, though.”
“yeah. yeah, that true,” you say, standing behind the lovely, exquisitely made piece of furniture.
you then place both hands onto the outside back of the sofa, and lean forward, effectively bending over. you shift around, seeing how it feels.
glancing back, you see nanami tilt his head and squint his eyes at you.
“…what are you doing?”
you smirk. “you know, jus’…seeing how it feels,” you grunt, standing back up and dusting your hands off like you did a job well done, “it’s too short for me anyway, it would hurt my hips when we..y’know…”
nanami lifts a brow on his perfect face, waiting for you to elaborate.
but you just turn to the kitchen section, skipping away to see what other pieces of furniture and house decorations you can terrorise.
“this one is nice.” you say to nanami, who followed you all the way even in his confusion, of course.
the kitchen setup was modern and sleek, taking on neutral tones like beige, white and brown.
“yes, i do like this one. i can see myself cooking on here.” nanami replies, referring to the electric oven.
“yeah, yeah..” you speak, opening and closing the kitchen cupboards. “hm.”
“what is it?”
“i dunno,” and then, you’re bending over again, this time over the kitchen counter display. “this area is a bit small too,” you jerk your body exaggeratedly, repeatedly moving forwards and backwards like you were being fucked, almost hitting your head on the cupboard above, “yeah, i don’t-”
“_____!” nanami hisses, face morphing into a incredulous expression as he marches over to you, quickly putting a stop to you act, “what are you doing?”
you look up at him from where you’re bent over. “wh-i’m testing it out. seeing if it’s what we need and whatnot,” you turn back around, still in the same position, “okay, now do a few practice thrusts on me, i need to see if-”
“_____!”
“okay, okay.” you huff, laughing a little. you stand up straight, taking a good look at nanami.
a pink tinge coats his cheeks and nose while he frowns at you, almost pouting.
how cute.
you grin and latch onto his fingers, pulling him along with you. “let’s see the bed section now.”
nanami sighs. this day will be longer than he thought.
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you plonk yourself down on the alaskan sized mattress, body bouncing with the bed itself. sprawling out like a starfish, you hum, letting yourself sink into the comfort of the bed.
nanami stands, seemingly unimpressed. “_____, that’s the sixth time you’ve done that.”
“yeah, kento, i need to see if it’s good to lie on after a long day of work or something..” an idea springs to mind and you sit up quickly, “okay, try throwing me on the bed, but not too hard.”
“_____, no-”
“come on! nobody’s around. look.” you were correct, there was hardly anyone in the store at this time, considering it was a thursday and nearing late afternoon. “just indulge me. just this once,” you beam up at him, “please?”
nanami stared down at you. he and you both know that he will give in. he can’t say no to you, really.
nanami rolls his eyes at himself, holding his hands out and beckoning you over. “come here then..”
you spring up, practically running to him and throwing yourself in his arms. “throw me!”
he shakes his head at you, looking around before throwing you onto the bed. you bounce, cackling and smiling widely as you lay on the bed. nanami shakes his head fondly, looking down at your delighted face. “how is it?”
you breathe heavily, making a face. “eh,” you jump off the bed, “too bouncy and too loud.”
“really?” nanami blanks. “you’ve been jumping on this bed for ten minutes and you don’t-”
“ooo, come look at this armchair, kento!” but you’re already off to your next piece of furniture. you kneel down a little, “this one looks comfy.”
“yeah,” huffing, nanami strolls over, “yeah, it’s nice.”
your hand finds nanami’s back and you prompt him forward. “sit on it.”
he gives you a look. “and you won’t do anything ridiculous?”
“nanami.” you look at him pointedly. “sit on it, i wanna see what you think.”
nanami stared at you for second and obeys, walking to the couch and sitting, legs spread and arms resting.
“what’d you think?” you ask, admiring his thick legs and arms as you stalk closer to him.
“yes, it’s comfortable,” nanami stated and shifts a little. he feels the leather material of the armrest, “and good quality i’d say.”
“hmmm.” that’s all that is said before you’re plopping yourself onto his lap.
nanami sputters. “_____, wh-”
“shh, shush, i’m not gonna do anything this time. just wanna see how i feel sitting on your lap in this chair,” you look back at him from where you’re seated, smiling innocently, “yeah?”
nanami’s eyes thin, clearly not believing you and not a fan of displaying such intimate affection so publicly, but he sighs, “alright….”
you nod joyfully, rubbing his knee and turning to look at the layout of this particular living room. a large, black, smart television that nanami would definitely deem unnecessary, a cream, ruffled rug laid out across the floor, a mahogany, oval-shaped coffee table.
“this one’s pretty boring, right?”
nanami runs a hand down his stubble covered jaw. he forgot to shave, but you can’t say you don’t like it. “yeah, the only thing i like is the armchair.”
before he even finishes his sentence, you’re momentarily bouncing on his lap like a pogo stick, not even giving nanami time to process what just happened before you stand up, placing your hands on your hips. “yeah, yeah we should definitely get this one. comfy, quiet, nice looking. will fit perfectly into our living room, don’t you think?”
nanami stares at you, still planted on the armchair, unmoving. “i have nothing to say to you. you’re unbelievable.”
you cackle. “do you even know me?”
he mumbles, rising from the seat, adjusting his jeans slightly. you smirk, biting your lip and go to say something teasing, but he stops you, “not. a. word.”
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a brand new, comfortable and most importantly, durable, leather armchair sits in your living room by the end of next week.
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a/n: i luv when reader is a little tease 🤭🤭🤭
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cryoutloxd · 16 days
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— Need someone older ,,
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Older friend Nanami, that's the post. CW: nsfw under the cut, gn reader, age gap (19-27), masturbation(m), vague description of sex, aftercare.
⛤ Older friend Nanami who always helps you with your college home works and lessons in case you don't understand something.
⛤ Older friend Nanami who quickly becomes overprotective of you, thinking you're oh so innocent and need protection, which isn't totally wrong... after all you live in a world full of curses with no cursed technique.
⛤ Older friend Nanami who makes sure you drink enough water everyday and that you don't starve yourself. Always bringing an extra bottle of water and a box of food with him whenever you two are about to meet.
⛤ Older friend Nanami who becomes obsessed with your scent, needing to feel you close to him, to hug you and quietly appreciate the smell of the shampoo on your hair and your cologne.
⛤ Older friend Nanami who knows it's wrong, oh so wrong to be so mesmerized by you. You were far younger than him and it would be wrong to think of the things he does about you! but he just can't help it...
⛤ Older friend Nanami who saves the pictures you send him, all the ones with you half naked and asking him if that pair of pants looks good on you, or if that shirt isn't too loose on your body. At this point he's sure you know what you're doing to him, but you just have to be a little brat, don't you?
⛤ Older friend Nanami who uses those pictures with guilt in his eyes, him who slowly fucks his fist thinking about fucking you while you're wearing that cute loose shirt with no pants or underwear, thinking about making it dirty with his cum so that you'd remember that you shouldn't tease him like that. Him who rubs the tip of his cock, thiking it's your smaller hands, not being able to take him completely in your hand.
⛤ Older friend Nanami who makes the first move by inviting you over to his house, sitting you down and telling you about his feelings with a straight face and asking you for your own feelings cause he's a gentleman, if he sees that you do not want him in the way he desires you, he'll back away.
⛤ Older friend Nanami who doesn't hesitate anymore once you tell him that you feel the same, believing your words and trusting you since you're and adult at this point! You know what you're doing with your life.
⛤ Older friend Nanami who asks you politely if he can kiss you and when you allow him to do so, he goes right in, taking a hold of your face and stroking it as his lips touch yours softly, soon turning more rough and definitely more passionate.
⛤ Older friend Nanami who makes sure you're ready the first time you're about to take him, he is a patient man, he learnt to be after months of yearning for you. Him who makes sure you're comfortable in that certain position and him who praises you all the way no matter how hard it is for you to take him or how much you struggle.
⛤ Older friend Nanami who takes care of you after he's done with you, readying a bath for you and washing your body slowly and sensually...
⛤ Yeah, Older friend Nanami who's now your boyfriend.
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wysteria-bloom · 2 months
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▨ "i just wanted a taste..."
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JJK characters taste your flavoured lipbalm
Genre : sfw, tooth-rotting fluff
Warnings : slightly suggestive i guess? Geto is Geto - not Kenjaku for obvious reasons :)
A/n : taking requests! You can read my profile description for rules
Characters : gojo, geto, shoko, nanami
⟢ gojo satoru ␥
Humming as you applied your lip balm, you looked over your shoulder at your boyfriend," Satoru, 'm leaving now." You murmured walking over to him.
Gojo grins when he hears you, reaching out to grab you just as you’re passing by. “Not so fast,” he says, his voice playful. He moves to kiss you, but stops as he sees something on your lips. “Hm?” he says, glancing down.
He looks back up at you, his lips still inches from your face.
You know just how to make his curiosity peak.
You raised a brow at him in confusion,"... what?" You deadpanned up at him," You look dumb."
“You’ve got something on your lips,” he says, running the tip of his finger along your bottom lip curiously, “What is it?”
"Flavoured lip balm... why?"
Gojo laughs when you tell him this. "Lip balm, huh?" he says, sounding just a bit suspicious. "Hm... You know, I think I need a taste test."
He reaches up to lean in and kiss you, but stops when he's an inch away from your lips. His eyes gleam with a hint of mischief. "Gotta see if you're speaking the truth. Don't want a liar for a partner, now do I?"
You let out a tired sigh," there's no need for the dramatics. If you're gonna kiss me then just do it." You rolled your eyes.
"Okay, okay," Gojo says, taking your chin in a gentle hand and then leaning in to kiss you. He presses his lips to yours, his fingers moving to wrap gently around your neck. The taste of the lip balm and his own mouth collide over your lips, the flavors surprisingly good together. His tongue darts in at the last second to run along your mouth, tracing along the outer edge of your lips with a playful, teasing feel.
You pull away with a groan," You're gonna lick it all off!"
Gojo breaks into a fit of laughter, then smiles. "Don't complain," he says. "I'm not going to stop until you tell me what flavor it is."
His hands cup your face, his fingers brushing your cheeks as he stares down into your eyes. "Hmm... raspberry?"
"You... could just keep guessing until you get it right?" You prompted, looking off the the side inconspicuously.
"True..." Gojo says, his tone thoughtful and then leaned down to kiss you again, "Blueberry? Blueberry pancake? Grape? Strawberry?" With each incorrect guess he dove in for another kiss.
He continues off in a steady stream, sounding more and more unsure as he goes. After a bit, he pauses, then grins, as if a new thought has hit him. "Wait... it's watermelon."
"Ding ding." You droned out lazily and then huffed," Jeez... I don't even have any on my lips anymore. It's not healthy to eat lip balm, y'know?" You grumbled out grouchily.
Gojo laughs. "I know, I know," he says. "I just wanted a taste..."
⟢ geto suguru ␥
"Babe, do you have any lip balm?" Suguru hummed out as he walked into the kitchen, tapping his lips cutely with that little smile of content on them," My lips are kind of dry..."
You turned around to face him and nodded," Yeah, I've got some on now. It's flavoured~"
"Flavoured? What flavor is it?" Geto was curious and walked towards you. He looked at your lips, intrigued by what he saw.
Geto suddenly leaned forward and gently kissed your lips.
"Mph!" your breath hitched in your throat by his sudden kiss but leaned into it almost immediately, your lips molding together.
The kiss made Geto's body heat up. As he stepped back slightly, he noticed the flavor of lip balm on his lips. Now he definitely knew it was strawberry flavored.
Geto's voice was as rough as always, but now there was a hint of something else, "You taste like strawberry..." His head tilted to the side in an innocent manner, but he was far from innocent.
"Y-yeah... your favourite." You stuttered out, blinking up at him before chuckling," I guess that's one way to get some lip balm."
He smiled down at you when he heard you chuckle and raised a teasing brow," I dunno... think I need a little more~" He cooed out gently as he pressed you into the kitchen counter, large hands settling on your waist comfortably.
His fingers gently grasped your waist as he pulled you closer once again. He brought his lips down on yours for another intimate and passionate kiss. The feeling of your body pressed against him was enough to drive him mad. Geto's eyes were shut and he enjoyed every second of it.
As the kiss broke off, he panted, "(name)..."
"You're... gonna end up kissing all of the lip balm off.." you mumbled out with a pout on your now glossy and plump lips.
"But it tastes so good." Geto licked his lips, taking in the scent of strawberry. "I want more... lots more." He was now leaning down to kiss you again.
For a second... the disgusting taste of curses were forgotten thanks to your sweet kiss.
⟢ ieiri shoko ␥
"Bleh... my mouth tastes gross." Shoko grouched out with a frown on her lips.
You snickered at her as she leaned onto your body lazily, head resting on your shoulder," That's typically what smoking cigarettes does, hun." You teased out.
"Shut up," she replies, but there's a smile on her face, and she seems to be leaning in for a kiss. The cigarette dangles from between her fingers, and if you get too comfortable, she might just have to ash it on your shirt.
"Leaning in for a kiss, how bold of you..." you hummed out, but you weren't bothered in the slightest as your eyes watched her lips closely with want.
"Who said anything about boldness?" Shoko asks, her voice soft. Her long fingers reach up to cup your cheek, the cigarette dangling between her fingers lazily. Her eyes hold yours for a few moments before she leans in for a kiss. As always, it's slow and deep, and she takes her time with you, letting it linger for as long possible. When she finally pulls away, she's got a small smile on her face.
She ran her tongue along her lips which now had your lip balm on it," Mm... tastes like chocolate." She hummed out lazily.
Your fingers gripped onto her hips gently, running them up and down soothingly as you smiled cheerfully at her," you like?" You wiggled your brows suggestively.
She chuckled," Yeah, I like," she smiled out," didn't know I was a sucker for flavoured lip-balm..."
"Definitely beats the taste of cigarettes, huh?"
"Certainly..." She leaned down again, lips pulled into a smirk," or maybe its your lips that are influencing me..."
"Huh... funny how things work like that, eh?"
"I'm not sure what tastes better..." Shoko chuckles, then shrugs. "If I'm going to be honest, I think I do like the taste of cigarettes."
"But... it's certainly an acquired taste," she continues, her tone shifting to a playful one now. As she leans down again, Shoko's eyes flicker to your lips and then to your eyes.
"But... you've made me curious about other flavours of lipbalm.. I think we need to try more."
And then she's kissing you again, deep and passionate.
Humming into the kiss, you shut your eyes and pulled her closer to you by the waist until she was halfway on your lap.
Shoko meets your kiss enthusiastically, her hands running through your hair, tugging gently. You can feel Shoko's heart racing against your chest, and her grip on you is tight and needy. She's not thinking, she's just following the feelings coursing through her body.
The taste and smell of the cigarette in her fingers is quickly forgotten as she just wants to lose herself in this moment. Even if there was now a permanent burn mark left on your sofa.
⟢ nanami kento ␥
A tired sigh fell from Nanami's lips as he walked into his home, taking off his shoes at the front door in exhaustion.
When walking into the house, he was greeted by the mouth-watering smell of food cooking.
"I'm home." He called out lazily to his partner, setting his briefcase aside.
"In the kitchen!" Your voice called back.
The tired man walked to the kitchen, setting his goggles aside to get a good look at his partner when his eyes first land on them but he was surprised when a blob of (hair colour) ran into his chest the second he stepped to the kitchen.
A soft groan escapes his lips as you run up to embrace him with excitement. He brings a hand up and rubs your back lovingly in return, burying his head in the crook of your neck.
“You know I don’t like you putting in too much effort for me when I come home, (name).” He looks at you with mild disappointment in his eyes, yet his voice is soft and calm, pressing a kiss to your neck.
You gigged lightly," Oh, are you saying you don't want dinner then~?" You teased out lightly with a gentle smile pulled onto your lips.
"Oi... don't get bratty." Nanami replies with a grumble, a smile of amusement threatening to twitch onto his lips, and he makes his way from your neck to kiss your lips.
However, your flavoured lip gloss surprises him, and he pauses his kiss to look at you.
"Since when did you start using lip gloss?" He asks curiously, his expression softening slightly as his thumb prodded at your bottom lip gently.
"Since today." You hummed out, leaning into him more, clearly wanting a deeper kiss from him," Do you like it?"
A soft smile spreads across his lips as you lean into him, causing butterflies to flutter through his stomach.
"I like it a lot," He replies simply, his expression softening further as he wraps his arms around you and draws you closer," Tastes like apple."
He gently pulls you towards him and tilts his head slightly to the right before kissing you deeply on the lips, one hand placed against your cheek as he holds you close.
The kiss took hold of you, wrapping around you and filling you with warmth.
Nanami's presence usually did this. The comfort and safety he provided was addicting.
As the kiss continues, Nanami's grip around you tightens, and he runs his fingers through your hair with his free hand. His lips part slightly, and his tongue presses against yours, his breathing quickening as he becomes immersed in the taste and sensation of your lips.
His eyes remain closed as he continues to savor every bit of your mouth, gently pulling you closer until your foreheads are touching and your bodies are pressed tightly together.
The kiss leaves you breathless as he pulls away moments later. Nanami's soft expression and his warm embrace causes some of the tension in you to melt away, and you notice that he's still holding on to you tightly, as if he's afraid you would disappear.
"You're addicting, (name)," he whispers quietly, his gaze locked onto yours.
"Hm... if I had known my lipbalm would affect you this much, I would have worn it sooner~" you giggled out, arms wrapping around his neck so you could pull him downwards and press kisses to his cheeks and nose.
"Oh please, you know very well that I don't need much to be swayed by you," Nanami chuckles quietly, his arms still wrapped around you as you pull him down and continue to shower him in affection.
His voice becomes slightly muffled as he buries himself into you, his body pressed against yours as he holds you close.
"Just you is enough for me..."
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blueparadis · 6 months
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nanami is always so serious and stoic. its not that he doesn't enjoy a rush of god humor and witty remarks, but maybe the person evoking the humor matters sometimes. And most of the time, it is hard to keep up with him while talking or even listening due to his pool-like silence. He is not that controlling and intimidating underneath, not really. actually, he hates barking orders to others but people won't work unless they are asked too...lazy workers.
But after that bone chilling controlling wall starts to melt, you notice it is not that hard to look him in the eye, maintain the eye contact, pay attention while he is talking to you and for once not playing with your fingers, nipping your nails but it is also oh so dangerous. And, for the first time you observe his handsome features: his echoing eyes, his sharp nose, his lips, that perfectly shaped jaw-line.
When he notices that you are noticing him, he stops talking and swallows; lowering his tone he gently mutters, "Do whatever you're thinking of doing," adding a please at the beginning; so, its: "please do whatever you are thinking of doing,"
maintaining the same gap between you two since he does not want to scare you or eat that boldness of yours with his bossy aura. He is perfectly aware how intimidating he seem to others and sometimes its painful how people avoid so, there is always a sort of requesting tone if he wants something from you.
"Could you please pass me the water?"
"I would like a cup of coffee. black, could you...maybe?"
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42spideys · 4 months
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contains: gn!reader, angst, happily together in death
note: this screenshot of nanami single-handedly ruined my life. anyways i’m alive!
nanami was walking along the seashore of the beach, pants slightly rolled up to avoid wet pants. he was here alone it seemed, the dream beach vacation that he’s been wishing for is finally happening. it was peaceful, the soft breeze and gentle sound of the waves made him feel at ease for once in his life. his mind suddenly started to wander to someone else who made him feel at ease.
you. his sweetheart.
you are the light of his life, the person he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. you guys have been together since he used to be a salary man, you were the cute baker who made his bread fresh everyday, when he first saw you he knew you were the one for him. it’s like he felt his worries wash away whenever he saw you, you were his safe space.
as he continued to walk he saw a blurry figure in the distance, he squinted his eyes to see if he could recognize the person. his heart started to speed up upon seeing you, the most beautiful person in the world. once you saw him you quickly ran towards him and fell into his arms, almost knocking you both down in the process. he wrapped his arms around you, holding you tight against his chest. he was happy to see you, but he then became confused. why were you here? how were you here?
his eyes filled with tears, he understood now. you were also brutally murdered by that disgusting cursed spirit mahito. he remembers it now, he remembers your screams of pain, the sound of your bones crunching under the pressure they were in, the sight of your body finally giving way, turning into a red mush on the floor.
he pulled away to get a good look at you, he saw that you were crying too, he gently placed your head in his hands and placed his forehead on yours. closing his eyes and letting tears fall, he knew you both were dead. killed in a brutal way that wasn’t deserved, he vowed to stay with you forever, even in death he was going to stay with you.
“i’m sorry i couldn’t protect you, sweetheart. i’ll stay with you from here on out, alright? so don’t cry, we’re still together.” he said, placing a gentle kiss to your lips.
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loverofnobara · 11 months
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𝑩𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅
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Nanami comes home to the smell of freshly baked bread in the air
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Slipping his shoes off, the male let out a grunt of annoyance. He struggled to loosen his tie, the fabric getting caught on his button-up. Huffing, he successfully loosened the tie.
Slicking back his hair, Nanami began to take slow steps toward the kitchen. The smell of freshly baked bread filled his nose, making a small smile appear on his face.
"Love?" He questioned as he entered the kitchen.
Before him stood 6 pans of freshly baked bread. You in your dull blue apron he had bought you for your birthday a while ago. It was covered in dry dough and flour.
Leaning against the counter, the blonde rested his head in his hands. "Seems you've been busy today"
A hum is what he got from you, a silent nod as you focused on pulling out the last batch of bread. The male watched as you carefully set the hot pan on the stove. Slipping your mittens off, you finally turned around to your boyfriend.
He stood there with a smile as he watched you do what you love. His head rested in his hand as he leaned on the counter. With a smile, you took a few steps toward Nanami and rested your hands on his cheeks.
He instantly dropped his own hand and leaned into yours. His eyes fluttered close as he sighed in relief. All his stress seemed to wash away at that moment. His shoulders slumped in comfort.
Bringing your face closer to his, you placed a slow soft kiss on his lips. He melted in your hold, pressing his lips back with little effort. Pulling away, Nanami mumbled against your lips--his breath fanning against your face.
"I love you so much, My Darling"
With a hum, you leaned in once more--placing another quick kiss on the man's lips. "I love you as well, My Dear"
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valhearts · 2 years
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jjk men who are noisy
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pairings: gojo x reader, geto x reader, nanami x reader, toji x reader, choso x reader, mahito x reader
cw: mentions of creampies, roughish sex, choking, mentions of marking, praises, degrading, blow jobs, overstimulation, gender neutral reader
a/n: i must spread my agenda, i heart noisy men ♡
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Satoru Gojo
When he comes to sex he acts like a porn star. He’s always moaning about how tight you are. He also can’t shut up like at all, but that’s fine you like him like this
All you could get out that night was his name, he had been fucking you into oblivion. The walls of the room echoed the moans and whines that came from you two. His moans were so pretty, you could easily get off from them alone. You had been grabbing his hair to keep yourself steady because of how rough his pace was. “Fuck- I’m so close, can I cum in you?”
Suguru Geto
Geto is noisy in the way he can’t shut up. He always has to say something, he’s a bit too similar to his best friend in this aspect. That’s where the similarities end, Geto doesn’t moan or whimper much, however he does let out an occasional grunt or groan.
Geto smiles as he sees he sight underneath him as he gently wraps his hands around your neck. That night Geto couldn’t shut up about how good he felt and other praises, he enjoyed seeing the disheveled mess he could make out of you. Seeing your small gasps for breath was probably the best part of the night. You could feel his dick twitch in you when he squeezed your neck a bit tighter. “You’re so good for me darling”
Kento Nanami
Nanami has always been a bit of a silent person, never talks much at work or just in general. Well at least when he’s not pounding into you like its the last time he’ll ever see you again
You can still remember all the times your fingernails dug deep into his back, your head buried into his neck, marking him with your bites. All the while, he was trying to hold back whimpers, groans, and moans, all of which felt wonderful on your ears. He was never one for talking but the times he did talk during this were just praises he whispered into your ears, “Ah- you feel wonderful”.
Toji Fushiguro
It’s no secret at all that Toji is noisy, theres no possible way for Toji to shut up during sex. He always has something to say, degrading you for being such a slut, telling you how tight you are, or he badly he wants to fuck you.
He has so many fond memories of you on all fours just for him, letting him fuck you like he was touch starved. His hands holding your hips so tightly as if youd go away if his grip was loose. Biting back any groans or moans seemed pointless to Toji, I mean he’s already balls deep into you. He groans out any dirty thing that comes into his mind. “Heh.. you really are a whore for me”.
Choso Kamo
Choso is the most unintentionally noisiest man you could meet. Any little thing you could do earns a whimper. His whimpers and moans are something you adore. It’s pleasant knowing you absolutely ruin him.
Blowjobs are the easiest way to get noises from Choso. He lets out the prettiest moans and whimpers when he feels your soft lips wrap around his cock. He cups your face and looks at you as if you’re the greatest thing in the whole world. Choso isn’t the chattiest one around but he still stutters out praises for you. “An-Angel you feel so wonderful, pl-please dont stop”.
Mahito
Mahito rivals pornstars when it comes to moaning and the shit he says during sex. His moans sound so fake?? They’re still pretty to hear. Whether his moans are real or not, they’re loud as hell. Mahito is just loud in general, very loud.
Once again, you find yourself allowing Mahito to fuck you like a perverted highschooler. He has came in you far too many times to count, you’re so overstimulated but he still keeps on fucking you. He’s moaning in your ears talking about how you feel so good, how you’re going to make him cum again. His whines grow louder as he’s closer to cumming again. “Ah- im gonna cum again- can we pleasee have one more round pretty please!”
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xeraeus · 4 months
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For my x reader girlies and laddies
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kentoberry · 2 years
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YOU GET SICK ! — jjk men.
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ABOUT : how the jjk men take care of their sick s/o !
STARRING : toji fushiguro, kento nanami, satoru gojo.
NOTES : gn reader , mention of being throwing up in nanami's part. — this is 100% self indulgent and i can't even hide it. [ minors dni as i post nsft content. ]
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TOJI FUSHIGURO
· he's trying his best, and that's what counts.
· at first, you might find that toji accidentally babies you. it's somewhat condescending, but his only experience in dealing with sick people comes from how he perceived nannies in the zen'in clan taking care of poorly toddlers. he'll definitely be making airplane noises when he spoonfeeds you some medicine, and would even swaddle you in cosy blankets like you would an actual baby. although annoying, it's something extremely endearing. you can even see the tips of his ears turn red in embarrassment when you offer him some pointers.
· affection isn't toji's strong suit, but when you're not feeling the best, he's surprisingly sweet (so much that you wish you got sick more often). he knows he's warm, so he keeps you wrapped in not only a bundle of blankets, but his arms too. you can use him like your personal heater, and he won't complain one bit. expect a lot of cuddles and even more forehead kisses !!
· toji also tries to pick up as many household chores as he can ! he'll cook something simple for you, make sure all of the dishes are done, and every room stays mostly spotless. he'll let you help out a little bit (for example, he lets you bark orders at him whilst he cooks!).
NANAMI KENTO
· lord. . . he's perfect.
· nanami is attentive, yet rigorous when it comes to taking medications, eating enough, and staying hydrated. he's working from home whilst you're sick, and will be extremely stubborn if you try to convince him that you'll be okay and that he should go in to work.
· whether you're feeling too hot or too cold, nanami likes to have you lay with your head in his lap. he'll wrap you in many blankets if it's the latter, tucking you in tightly while you watch something of your choosing on the tv. he adores this position because it makes him feel as though he can watch over you best, and he can't deny how darn cute you look whenever you gaze up at him. usually he'll have one arm draped over your torso and another propping up his book.
· speaking of books, if you struggle to get comfortable or to sleep, nanami will offer to read to you. his deep voice is extremely calming, and you'll find youself relaxing in his hold in no time. either he'll simply pick up whatever book is closest too him and narrate a few chapters, or (especially if you're really struggling) he'll grab one of your favourite tales off of the shelf and read it to you.
· you don't need to worry about anything at all, nanami has it covered! he's cooking every meal, ensuring that your cabinets and fridge is staying stocked full, and even taking care of your laundry. further proof that he thought of everything can be seen in the scrunchie that he keeps on his wrist, a quick solution if you find yourself hunched over in the bathroom and need your hair kept out of your face.
SATORU GOJO
· man child.
· satoru is one to boast about never getting sick himself, so when his s/o finds themselves falling under the weather, he panics. shoko has to put her phone on silent because of the wall of texts that he sends her, full of questions and panicked exclamations. she'll offer up some general advice to shut him up, because she can tell that he's acting a little bit overdramatic, even through text.
· when gojo finally gets himself together, he transforms into a big teddy bear. the man doesn't realise that he too will fall ill if he doesn't stop peppering butterfly kisses all over your face. you had to use a chunk of your depleted energy to fend him off of you, but even then satoru refuses to remove his arms from your waist.
· he carries you everywhere too !! he carries you into the bathroom and sits you on the counter whilst you both brush your teeth, settles you down on a barstool in the kitchen as he struggles to find something in his cupboards that isn't overwhelmingly sweet.
· in the end, satoru settles for locating every single blanket and pillow in his apartment and building a makeshift nest on the couches. he orders any takeout foods you crave, and will certainly abuse his power and have some of his students pick up any medications or other things that you need. the remainder of the day is spent bundled up together and watching some of your favourite shows and movies, and satoru watching over you as you doze off in his arms.
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justwolosers · 5 months
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SOFT AND SWEET CHUBBY CHASED 2023.
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SIDENOTE ;; so although this will be a mixture of sfw and nsfw works, the entirety of these fics will be based around the concept of chubby chasers/chasing on both sides, and the appreciation of larger bodies, in which with each specific fic that will eventually be linked down below, will go into much more detail with the specifics. If that isn't your cup of tea, please don't hesitate to click out of this post.
additionally, gender neutral pronouns will still remain in use regardless in each variation; there will be no mentions or specifics alluding to breasts either in regards to the reader themselves, so it will be whatever you envision really. it's more so sex specific, and may go into more detail alluding to genitalia (the NB/GN versions of course will remain ambiguous).
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'O1 // CHUBBY CHASED NANAMI.
tags - cuddling, sfw, sleepy cuddles, set in winter, shirtless nanani anyone, also hairy nanami, affectionate nonsense really <33
SYNOPSIS ;; YOUR VERY OWN PERSONAL HEATER.
NB VERS
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'O2 // CHUBBY CHASED MIGUEL.
tags - strong language, sleepy sex kinda, slight intercural sex, dry humping, size difference, belly kink, Miguel is vv hairy and I need to indulge in this very much so, Dom/sub dynamics, praise kink somewhat, humiliation and overstimulation, biting and slight blood, also slight feederist kink to some extent (love language being food, and he teases you with it), aftercare etc.
SYNOPSIS ;; HE LOVES MAKING LOVE FROM THE SIDE, FEELING YOU CLOSELY PRESSED UP AGAINST HIM.
FEM VERS | MALE VERS | NB VERS
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'O3 // CHUBBY CHASED SEBASTIAN.
tags - strong language, belly play is hinted at, nipple play, slight feminisation, mentions of "tits," praise kink and a little degradation, humiliation as well, coming untouched, oral fixation etc.
SYNOPSIS ;; SEBASTIAN IS AWARE HE'S GETTING BIGGER, HE'S PUT ON A LITTLE WINTER WEIGHT, BUT IT ISN'T UNTIL YOU TOUCH HIM AND MENTION A FEW THINGS, THAT GETS HIM REALLY GOING.
FEM VERS | MALE VERS | NB VERS
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'O4 // CHUBBY CHASED SOAP.
tags - dom/sub dynamics, strong language, is it considered impact play if you drop your belly onto someone ??, oral sex, belly play, body worship, slight sir/servant/master dynamics here as well, face fucking etc.
SYNOPSIS ;; SOMETIMES HE CAN'T HELP BUT TOY WITH YOU A LITTLE BIT, PUTTING YOU IN YOUR PLACE - YOU'RE SERVING HIM.
FEM VERS | MALE VERS | NB VERS
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'O5 // CHUBBY CHASED SHANE.
tags - body worship, strong language, belly rubs, slight insecurity, sfw, body acceptance etc.
SYNOPSIS ;; HE'S A LITTLE UNSURE ABOUT WHETHER YOU STILL FIND HIM ATTRACTIVE.
NB VERS
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'O6 // CHUBBY CHASED KABU.
tags - slight strong language, hairy kabu, gym training, slight heavy petting ISH ISH, body worship, belly play, belly rubs.
SYNOPSIS ;; A LITTLE HOT UNDER THE COLLAR.
NB VERS
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'O7 // CHUBBY CHASED WRIOTHESLEY
tags - bondage, belly play is hinted at, strong language, nipple play, body worship, restraints, slight dom/sub dynamics, praise kink, new erogenous zone, body hair is mentioned here.
SYNOPSIS ;; BRINGING UP THE COURAGE TO TRY BONDAGE WITH YOU, WRIOTHESLEY AND YOURSELF DISCOVER ANOTHER KINK ALONGSIDE IT.
FEM VERS | MALE VERS | NB VERS
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'O8 // CHUBBY CHASED AIZAWA.
tags - strong language, body worship, spooning, neck kisses, lazy dry humping really, vv slow and sweet, early morning nonsense, hairy aizawa.
SYNOPSIS ;; EARLY MORNINGS ARE THE BEST.
FEM VERS | MALE VERS | NB VERS
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softxsuki · 7 months
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Hey (again)! Ive come back again with another urgent request (sorry) I was wondering if you could do a suicidal reader x nanami the reader is a sorcerer and powers are : they can technically spawn anything from a portal including void swords abd all that stuff - they can also blind their enemies with their powers.
Thank you and even though it is an urgent request take your time and have rest ,sleep and stay healthy (here's a star ⭐ for your hard work) ! My parents are fighting right now and I'm currently upset from the past few days and this 👌 close to giving up but then I remember people that r here for me including you but have a great night and thank you 💞
Nanami with Suicidal S/O
PLEASE DON'T READ IF MENTIONS OF SUICIDE WILL DO YOU MORE HARM THAN GOOD
IF YOU OR ANYONE YOU KNOW IS STRUGGLING WITH THOUGHTS OF SUICIDE, PLEASE REACH OUT FOR HELP.
Pairing: Nanami x Gn!Reader
Warnings: mentions of suicide attempt, wanting to die, reckless abandonment, depression, crying, hopelessness, desperation
Genre: Comfort
Post-Type: Headcanons
Word Count: 730
Summary: In which you're on a mission with Nanami and instead of fighting back, you stop and give the curse a chance to kill you, but not before Nanami steps in to help
[A/N: Hey again! Knowing you came back for another urgent request just is proof enough that you enjoyed my writing and that means a lot! No idea what you're going through in life, but I hope this helps you out, even if it's just a little. I'm here if you ever need someone to talk to <3 hope you enjoy!]
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Nanami:
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Nanami holds your life dearly to him
Your life is precious to him, a life force that he’d never put on the line; he’d sacrifice himself if it meant keeping you alive and well
Loss was a part of his job, he’s already lost countless friends and students, he couldn’t lose you–that would break him
So on one of your missions together when he saw you just stop mid-battle as a curse was seconds away from tearing you apart–he raced into action, adrenaline coursing through him as he ran faster than ever to get you
Your portal was open, it was there for you to easily defeat the lower level curse before you, but you just stood there
That’s when he knew 100% that something was going on with you
He’d seen little signs of it before, like seeing you distance yourself from him little by little, noticing the dark circles under your eyes, your sudden reckless actions, mood swings– all the signs were there, yet you managed to cover it all up so well
It wasn’t until this very moment that it became certain you were trying to die–you were trying to leave him all alone, how would he move forward without you–the love of his life?
This mission was supposed to be simple, he invited you for the sake of spending more time together since you were slowly pushing him farther and farther away
Almost losing you wasn’t in his agenda for the day
He could feel his pulse echoing in his throat as he pulls you away from the curse, quickly exorcizing the last few curses before approaching you
His adrenaline is still racing, so his initial response is rage
“What were you thinking?! Were you really trying to get yourself killed?! Your portal was open, why did you freeze up like that?” He chokes up on his words, falling to his knees before you as tears fall from his eyes, this snaps you out of whatever trance you’re in
You hadn’t seen Nanami so worked up to the point of crying since he lost Haibara back in high school, that’s when you realize what a mistake you almost made
“I-I’m sorry” it’s the only thing you can manage to say to him
He tries to calm himself down, feeling exhaustion hit him from the sudden adrenaline rush
“No, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to snap, I just…I almost lost you. I can’t allow that to happen. I don’t know exactly what’s going on with you that you felt like this was your only option, but I can’t lose you, Y/N. I love you so much, you’re my everything, please don’t leave me. Please” he begged, taking your hand in his as he leaves kisses to the back of it, scared to let you go, in fear that he’d never feel the warmth of your hands again, never feel your heart beating against him again…he was terrified
You didn’t think being gone would affect someone so much, sometimes you forgot that you had people in your life that really cared for you, your depression clouding your mind so much
It isn’t until you both go back home and settle down when you open up about your struggles with him
Your internal battles and your troubles at home that all became too much to handle at times
He’d quietly listen to every word you had to say, tracing circles on the back of your hand whenever you stopped speaking at times, finding it difficult to emotionally open up to someone, but he was there. He cared. He really cared
Nanami would ask you what you’d like him to do; of course he’d help in his own way, like asking if you’d like to speak with a professional for help, but if not, he’s more than okay with helping you in any way he can
Moving forward, he keeps a closer eye on you, whether it be holding you more often, inviting you out, staying at home, talking things out–he’d go to the moon and back if it meant helping you feel better and not wanting to leave this world without him
One day at a time–you just need to get through each day one by one, and you’re definitely not alone, he’d be right by your side, taking your hand and walking every step with you
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REQUESTS ARE OPEN :D
Posted: 08/28/2023
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sexlapis · 4 months
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# TAINTED FLOWERS
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nanami x student!sorcerer!reader
synopsis: you were fed misleading details about the mission you were given. nanami is late to the scene.
gender neutral reader, angst, death (not of reader or nanami), hurt/comfort, descriptions of death, blood, dead bodies & gore, protective nanami, mentions of haibara, can be read as platonic or romantic
wc: 2k
a/n: in a sad mood, i miss nanami & i wanted to write something a little dark so here ^_^
posted on ao3 here
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uneven gasps leave you mouth, your chest heaving heavily with each breath. blood soaks the blue colour of your uniform as you sit on your knees, staring at the aftermath of the chaos which ensued minutes before.
what once was lavender-coloured, fragrant flowers and fresh, verdant grass, were now painted crimson, tainted and sodden with the blood of your ally, who lay mere feet away, still, limp and unmoving.
regretfully, you look to where she lay, hoping that by some miracle, she is fine and well and victorious.
the sight of your friend has you heaving.
well, what remained of your friend.
whatever lower body she once possessed, was gone. ripped and essentially disintegrated. what it left is a deep puddle of red that pools around her widely. her patent, mary jane shoes stand in the puddle and her ruffled, previously white socks rest in them, dripping and soaked in her own blood.
her face. her face. her face.
it was barely recognisable. it was hardly even there-
acid falls out of your mouth and onto the grass on the ground, burning your throat and mouth. your clammy hands grip your thighs as the last remnants exit your body. droplets of sweat litter your forehead as you quiver, your limbs weak. they feel weighed from the battle and the fast loss of adrenaline.
you have the instinct to check on her. to make sure she’s dead or to check she’s alive, you don’t know.
but you know. deep down, you know.
mushy, salmon flesh is sprayed upwards from where her head is, the most is piled up at her “skull”, like a mountain of slush. an eyeball bulges in the middle of it all.
tears stream down your face before you even realise it, in shock, fear, despair, anger and disbelief.
low risk mission, they said.
it won’t be too dangerous, they said.
you will both be able to handle it, they said.
lies. lies. lies.
you hear faint shouting, your mind far, far away from earth at this point as you look at what was a friend of yours.
you hear running on the grass, and the yells becoming louder and louder, the ringing and screeching in your ears coming to a closing halt as you finally hear who is calling out for you.
“_____!”
nanami.
turning your head to the side slightly, you watch nanami sprint towards you, the fastest you have ever seen him go, stopping a few metres away from you, weapon in hand ready to fight. you look back to your friend.
nanami stops, breathing steadily as he takes in his surroundings. he spares a glance at the body of your peer, now not even a body - just flesh waiting to be consumed by the birds of death, who clean away the morbid remains of the dead and let the cycle of life repeat itself.
the way she died, the way her body is, reminds nanami of-
he brushes such thoughts away quickly, focusing his intentions on you.
when ichiji had rushed up to him, stammering and panicking over two fairly new fourth grade students who have somehow accidentally been sent to a handle a first grade curse, nanami prepared for the worst.
and the worst it was.
you jump and twitch uncontrollably, not even acknowledging nanami’s presence. you gulp, mouth dry and lips cracked and sit on the ground, clothes now sure to be stained with soil and grass markings at the knees.
nanami approaches you carefully, not wanting to startle you when you are in a clear state of consternation and distress.
“_____,” he whispers, kneeling down beside you. he reaches out, wishing to examine you for injuries but you flinch wildly, yelping, almost falling over yourself.
“hey!” nanami stables your, putting both hands on your forearms, “it’s just me. nanami. your mentor.”
that seems to snap you out of your lost stupor a little. you blink at him.
he sees blood splattered on your face and doesn’t know if it’s yours or not. you don’t know either.
nanami takes the opportunity to scan your body for any serious injuries and comes up empty, only seeing your blood-coated uniform and hands. he finds your eyes, red and watery.
“are you alright?” he asks. he knows it’s a stupid, stupid question as soon as it leaves his mouth, but he’s not sure what to say at this moment, to someone who just watched their friend be killed by a monster right in front of their eyes.
heavy breathes leave your mouth along with incoherent mumbles, looking around almost frantically, you’re on the edge of hyperventilating before you find his kind eyes again.
you blubber, going to turn your head to your friend’s body. “she-she’s..she’s-” you gasp in crescendo, words unable to leave your mouth, still in shock.
nanami turns your head back to him delicately, “don’t look at her.” you don’t want to see that more than you have to, he knows that well enough.
nanami waits, letting you fumble and stutter and trip over your words, still holding your arms, before you’re falling forwards into his hold, crying and weeping into his blazer, screams muffled by the fabric which you will most definitely ruin.
nanami starts at the sudden action, shocked but at the same time, knows that your behaviour is not surprising.
he was prepared for dead bodies, blood baths, life-threatening, powerful curses that he had battled before.
but somehow, nanami was not prepared for this. to comfort a person who has just lost their friend in a slaughter.
you head lay solid on his chest, wetting his clothes, but he doesn’t even bring himself to care about that. nanami envelops you in his arms, pulling you closer, cradling the back of your head as he holds you to his chest. the soft gesture simply makes you sob harder, wrapping your arms tighter around his waist as he rocks you gently.
“it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s over now.” the words tumble out of his mouth, like he knows what to say in this situation, like he’s being the person that he himself needed. “shh, shhhh, it’s okay, it’s okay.”
the sky is inked with marigolds, the tender, honey colours of the clouds and sun shine a contrast in the mood and what you have just experienced.
blood glitters on the grass and flowers, shiny and slick.
you and nanami stay there just like that for a long while. long enough to where you bawls, screeches and grieves turning into sniffles, whimpers and hiccups.
nanami moved back a short distance, still holding you. “we need to leave, now.” he states. he inspects your face and body once more, “can you stand?”
you don’t respond for a few moments and nanami is patient. with a weak nod from you, nanami begins to rise from his kneeling position, clasping your hands in his own as he helps you to your feet. your legs are shaky, unsteady like a new-born lamb.
he supposed that’s what you are in a world like this. a lamb who had no idea what they were walking into.
you stumble a little and nanami holds your hands tighter.
licking your lips, you glimpse behind you, back to the deceased. “wh..what about h…her?”
“…someone will come to get her.” there’s no gentler way nanami can put that.
you hum and nod again.
arms crossed and still quivering in your bones, you blink away tears. you just want to go home.
then, nanami is shrugging off his suit jacket, and placing it around your shoulders, the size of it dwarfing you, the fabric warm and comforting, protecting you from the harshness of the world and reminding you of the protector that nanami is.
he wraps an arm around your shoulders, guiding your forward and away from the bloodbath.
footprints of vermillion are left in your wake.
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the journey back is quiet.
when arriving at the car, ichiji goes to say something, but is silenced with a quick glare from nanami.
nanami opens the door for you, helping your inside and sits in the back with you. he puts your seatbelt on, securing it around your body before doing his own.
you’re looking down, at your hands that are dry and splotched red, occasionally snivelling and breath hitching. you felt cold for some reason, even in nanami’s jacket and the summer heat your leg bounces continuously.
as nanami looks at you in the corner of his eye, an unconscious but truthful thought floods nanami’s mind.
even after all these years, after all his time away from jujutsu society and slaving away in the grand rat race, one thing has always been clear.
nothing will ever change. and nothing he does will change anything in the grand scheme of things. he could dedicate his whole entire life to serving jujutsu and it wouldn’t even crack a dent in the system.
haibara’s smiling face and bronze, crinkled eyes come to mind. then follows, the reminder of his untimely, brutal death, how he died because of a mistake an adult who should have known better made, how his death meant nothing then and means nothing now, how his bloody torso was all that remained of him and how he lives on only in nanami’s memories.
nanami groans.
why did i even come back here?
he hears you sniffle and clear your throat. you let out a breath and he looks down at you. you’re still staring ahead, but he can tell you’re about to say something.
“will…will i..be in trouble?” you croak out, a small sob escaping your mouth. “i..i did everything, i-” more cries interrupt your sentence, images of minced, pink flesh coming to mind once again, and you cover your face, gasping as your shoulders shake.
nanami is reminded of your youth, your inexperience and desire to please the adults around you with that question alone. you, who just witnessed the death of a friend, are afraid of disappointing an adult who you probably do not even know of.
his heart beats a little faster and he exhales a little, not angry at you, but at the inevitable circumstances that this “job” has on one so young and, for lack of a better word, innocent.
“_____,” he sighs, quite a sad sound. he removes his goggles and leans down a little to get a look at your face. you continue to cry. “look at me, please.”
you whimper and do as he says, your face clearly hot, eyes drowned in tears, the skin around them matted with wetness, and nose running and sniffling. your eyes had a far away, distanced look, one of devastation, destroyed childhood dreams and a permanently changed life.
“you are not in any trouble, _____” he tells you, his brown eyes filled with sympathy, reassurance and another trait that you cannot quite place. “and you will not be in any trouble. i won’t let that happen.”
you hum sadly in response, closing your eyes and shaking your head as a few more tears fall from your eyes.
nanami cups your face with one broad, gentle hand, catching one of your tears with his thumb and erasing it into the soft skin of your cheek. he caresses your shoulder with the other. “i won’t…” he trails off, speaking more to himself than anybody else.
choking on a cry, you shuffle closer to him, resting your head on his chest, ruining his blue shirt even more. he doesn’t hesitate to hold you in his arms, something that seems so natural and familiar to him.
nanami thinks this is so unlike him, to comfort a student so closely, but he does not stop. you need this. it reminds him of why he took this job in the first place and why he left and why he came back once again.
why he keeps going, going, going when he is more than able to just stop.
“i won’t…”
*
next week, you are appointed to third grade sorcerer level and your eyes are blank and your heart is empty.
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a/n: this turned out darker than i expected tbh lmao 😕😕😕
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yellowflowerbub · 7 months
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his brown coat
“What about this one?” In your hands is a deep brown coat that nearly drags on the floor even while you're holding it above your chin. It's heavy and quite thick, obviously a coat made with blizzards in mind. The coat has a long angular collar engulfed in beige fur and polished mahogany buttons that trail down to the very bottom of the coat. The interior of the deep brown coat is lined with a silk like material a color akin to the buttons.
“It’s a nice coat.” Nanami comments as he slips into a pearly white dress shirt and adjusts it to his liking.
“Yes it's a nice coat but do you want to wear it?”
He peeks at it in the corner of his eye, “Not particularly, no.”
You sigh a bit disappointed, “It would look good on you.”
“You say that about everything.” It’s true, but most things do look good on him.
Curiosity tugs at your hand and you decide to try it on. It's as hefty as you imagine. It nearly pulls you to the floor, the coat weighing down your shoulders until they sag at your sides. The fur around the coat’s collar tickles your neck and jaw but provides a warmth that has you snuggling back into it. 
“Looks like you want to wear it more than I do.” 
“Oh, shut up.” He laughs at that.
Embarrassed, you fold the coat over your front and hide your face in the fluff of the collar. “Why’d you buy this thing if you don’t even like it.”
“Never said that I didn’t like it.”
“May as well have.”
He huffs, “...I bought it for our first date.”
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takeomisbitch · 1 year
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Nanami Kento after an argument, but write the argument as well. Thank you!
What Nanami is Like after an argument
Nanami Kento x Gn!Reader
Word count: 1068
Prompt 4
Warnings: Angst and Fluff, SFW, language, pet name (sweetheart and Love), reader and Nanami acting like bitches (sorry) mention of food?
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Nanami Kento
Its very unlike Nanami and you to argue 
And Nanami doesn’t like arguing he rather you sit down and have conversation about the problems in the relationship like adults but sometimes people need to argue
In the course of you two being bf & gf then husband and wife the only time you guys argued was only twice and you two would apologize right after 
But this time it seemed that this argument was a bit more extreme 
You two argued about him taking extra hours and he ended up missing your anniversary, and if your being honest you wouldn’t have cared so much if it wasn't your first anniversary as a married couple 
It’s around 9:45 pm. Nanami walks in even though he was supposed to be home at 4 o’clock so you can make your dinner reservations. You're sitting in the living room still in your outfit watching a movie  “Hi, sweetheart. Why are you so dolled up? "He gives you such a sweet smile like you and him didn’t plan this day yesterday, standing up and turning off the TV. “It’s our anniversary, Kento. You should know that as we spoke about it yesterday, but obviously you weren’t listening like usual.” You say raising your voice a bit, a bit taken aback Nanami loses his tie looking at you “And your pointing blame at me for what” he clenches and unclenches his jaw walking towards the kitchen. “Are you being deadass right now, I’m not the asshole that forgot his anniversary with his partner after promising them that he would make time for them. Then leave them high and dry for fucking work. You must really love your job or you must want to get as much time away from me as possible” You yell at him giving up on trying to keep your cool walking to him so he knows that he should feel fucking guilty. “I didn’t promise you shit” he spats, glaring at you from his spot in the kitchen, taking his tie off and setting it on the counter. “There is no need to fucking lie Nanami you know you promised me you know that you said ‘Of course sweetheart we can go out tomorrow it's our anniversary. I promise’” you mock his voice glaring right back at him, his face drops when he hears you call him by his last name, the same last name he shares with you. “What you ain’t got shit to say now. Tsk, sleep on the couch I don’t wanna see you face” that was the last thing you said to him before he heard the bedroom door slam shut. “Fuck” Nanami whispers to himself debating on either giving you space or going after you to speak without arguing. 
Now that was the biggest argument you and Nanami ever got into 
He didn’t know how he was gonna make it up to you all he knew was that you didn’t want to look or speak to him 
So he listens to your words and sleeps on the couch
Nanami will give you as much space as you want but he just let you be mad at him for his mistake
In the morning Nanami calls out of work and makes breakfast hoping you will come out the room so he speak to you 
Around 8 you smell someone cooking breakfast, putting on your slippers and robe, you walk out to the kitchen. Seeing Nanami in an apron cooking breakfast for two you suck your teeth about to walk back to the room. “Can you just eat breakfast with me so we can talk about last night please.” His voice is so soft you almost didn't hear him, giving him a hum in response you go sit at the dining table waiting for him. After a couple minutes of silence Nanami brings you a plate of food and a cup of your drink and sets it on the table, he goes back to the kitchen coming back out with his plate and a cup of coffee he takes a seat across from you. Deciding to break the silence first “Why are you home” your question comes off rude.  “I called out so we can have a discussion” scoffing at his words “You could’ve done that yesterday” poking at your food waiting for him to continue. “I know Y/N. And I’m so sorry I forgot our anniversary, I know I broke my promise to you, Fuck I know I’ve been picking up extra shifts and that it looks like I dont wanna be with you, but I can’t live without. I love you so fucking much and it might look like I don’t show it but I only picked up extra shifts to buy you a gift to show you that I love you. I didn’t mean to forget our anniversary, and there is no excuse for what I did. I’m sorry for raising my voice at you last night when you were hurt. You don’t need to forgive me sweetheart just let me make it up to you” Listening to his words you try to wrap your head around why you should forgive him, “I’m sorry too i shouldn’t have raised my voice either I should’ve just talked to you like a normal person.” “You didn’t do anything wrong, Love” He says looking you in the eyes “You just really hurt me when you didn’t show up I feels like your drifting away from me cause of work and I get you wanted to buy me something nice but all I wanted was my husband.” You say tears threaten to fall. Nanami gets up from his seat kneeling down to look at your face, “I know sweetheart please let me make it up to you, I don’t like seeing you like this and because of me it's not right Y/N. Let me make it right.” he plants a kiss on your cheek “Ok” you whisper leaning into him to kiss him properly, “This doesn’t mean i forgive you completely you were still a jerk” you giggle hugging the man on the floor. “Had a feeling” he gives the top of your head one last kiss.
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