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ningningsplushie · 2 days

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⠀ 𝝑𝑒 ⠀⠀ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒. you show your husband some affection, thinking you two were alone - only to be interrupted by your son.

tags. dad!toji fushiguro x wife!female reader. fluff, suggestive. mentions of toji developing / having a dad bod. & reader having a mom bod. reader gets called ‘princess, mama (by gumi)’. baby gumi waking up bcs of a nightmare. excuse me - not beta read bcs i was half asleep when writing this rt_t

“tooooji,” you smile as you enter the kitchen. you’ve put megumi to bed - finally - and have the chance to spend some one-on-one time with your dear husband. both of you deserve the rest after a hard day of work.

toji has been putting the dishes back in their designated spots whilst you were away. the dark-haired man turns his head to the side once he feels a pair of arms wrap around his waist. a small grin tugs at his lips, “missed me, princess?”

you roll your eyes. even if years have passed since your marriage, toji has not stopped using that specific nickname for you. he loves calling you ‘princess’, because that’s what you’ll always be to him. in his eyes, at least.

“mhm,” you decide to indulge him. you bury your face into his broad back, feeling the muscles he’s worked so hard on obtaining. after megumi was born, toji did let himself go for a bit, but that is a good sign.

it means he’s content with his life - this peaceful life that he’s settled down for with no regrets. no more being reckless, no more battling for money; he’s now got a family to come back home to after all.

“is the little brat asleep?” toji asks while putting the last dish away. he’s visibly enjoying your warm hands that have slid under his shirt. your skin is so soft to the touch compared to his.

you chuckle and nod to his question. “gumi’s sleeping like a baby,” you rub your husband’s stomach gently, feeling the little bumps of his fading abs. you’re loving his new body - just as much as toji loves yours.

toji turns around to face you, desperately needing to return the favor. he can’t get enough of being with you. his rough hands grab your waist and bring you closer against his body, until your chests are nearly touching. he lowers his head to your neck, “that means i can show my wife how much i love her, yeah?”

you shiver at how toji’s voice turns from soft and gentle to sexual and husky. big hands find their place on your tummy, massaging the loose skin with its stretch marks. you can hear your husband’s breath hitch. “fuck,” toji swallows his spit, his fingers moving to grasp your hips.

toji loves how your hips got wider after you’ve given birth to your child. every change in your body, whether big or small, is completely welcomed by him. your body has blessed toji with a son he loves and he’ll forever be grateful for that fact. the least he can do is take his time to appreciate you.

“so beautiful,” toji sighs as he leaves soft pecks on your neck and throat. his fingers are working their way down to your thighs and ass—not leaving a single patch of skin untouched. his lips eventually find yours and you melt into his embrace.

it’s getting heated and the tension is palpable. toji’s about to lift you into his arms when you catch a glimpse of a short figure in the doorway. your eyes widen and you immediately detach your lips from your husband’s.

toji quickly catches on and sighs. he cocks his head to the left, the sight of his toddler standing at the doorway coming into view. “damn kid,” he whispers, nearly pouting because of the interruption. you playfully slap his bicep—a warning to fix his potty mouth in front of megumi.

“h-hey, gumi,” you say with an awkward giggle, walking towards the child. you fix your shirt in the meantime, straightening the material. you crouch down to megumi’s level and pat his head tenderly, “what happened? why are you out of bed?”

megumi stares up at you with teary eyes. he’s clenching onto his dog plushie, hugging the stuffed animal to his little body. you can easily guess that he’s scared—probably because of a nightmare. he’s been getting those more frequently.

though, instead of explaining himself, megumi searches for answers to something else. he points at his dad who’s leaning against the counter with his arms crossed. the toddler then looks back at you like he’s made some big discovery;

“mama papa kissing!”

you nearly choke on your spit. megumi’s a clever little boy and it shows through his advanced vocabulary. you’re surprised that he’s learnt what that meant already. you try to deny what your child said, “no, uhm, mama and papa were just hugging!”

toji snorts at your half assed excuse. he lazily walks over to you two, hands in his pockets. he bends forwards and looks megumi in the eyes with a huge smirk on his face. “yeah, we were. ‘n you totally ruined it,” he utters without any shame and menacingly sticks his tongue out at the little boy.

you hiss and lightly shove toji—he cannot take anything seriously. you’re trying your best to distract megumi’s attention from what he’s seen his parents do, to what his reason is for waking up.

“did you have a nightmare again?” you coo and pick your son up. he instantly snuggles up to you and presses his face against your chest in search of comfort. you smile and can conclude that your assumptions are right.

you pet megumi’s head whilst softly humming one of his favorite lullabies. toji watches your interaction with his son and his mood softens once more. he silently hugs you from behind—also wrapping an arm around megumi—turning it into a little family group hug.

“y’re all right, buddy,” toji mutters to megumi and the little boy sniffles in response, “mama ‘n papa ‘re right here.”

after a couple minutes, you carry megumi back to his room before putting him down in his bed. your husband stands next to you as you make sure your kid is tucked in properly.

megumi stares up at you with a sniff and you nearly melt at the adorable sight. you brush his bangs out of his eyes and kiss his forehead, wishing him a good night. the toddler nods and hugs his plushie to his chest again, still a bit shaken up from the nightmare. however, he’s doing a lot better after he got comforted by both his parents.

“sweet dreams, gumi,” you whisper and rub megumi’s cheeks with a fond smile on your lips. toji simply stares at you conversing with megumi—his face showing little to no emotion. though, from within, toji is absolutely in awe at your motherly personality. you’re the perfect mother.

megumi gets drowsy and tosses onto his side so he could be more comfortable. he struggles to open his eyes, but manages to look at toji. the little boy pouts and points another finger at his dad, this time drowsily warning him, “papa no kiss mama, ‘kay?”

that comment catches you off guard. you’re embarrassed by the fact that megumi still remembers what he’s seen in the kitchen. you try to clear your throat and explain yourself, but toji’s one step ahead of you. he silently mimics megumi’s words and rolls his eyes—

“yeah yeah, whatever. i won’t,” toji promises his son. the toddler clearly inherited your husband’s protectiveness. you chuckle at the playfulness between the two, enjoying the jokey banter the father-son duo have each time.

megumi huffs in victory and nods. he can sleep in peace now, knowing his dad won’t try anything funny with you. he closes his weary eyes and is asleep within just a few seconds.

you stretch your arms and sigh in content. you can’t help but chuckle once you notice how megumi’s fallen asleep with a tiny smile on his lips. you give the child one last forehead kiss before leaving the room in silence.

toji follows right behind you. now that his son is sound asleep, he doesn’t have to keep his promise. technically— he wasn’t planning to anyway.

“c’mere,” your husband mumbles and grabs your hand. he pulls you into a tight hug, hands instantly roaming your body which he admires so much. he plants his lips onto yours not a second later.

you smile into the kiss, finding it funny how toji couldn’t keep his (fake) promise for even one second. he would die if he actually couldn’t kiss you, and that isn’t even an exaggeration.

toji pulls back after a moment and smirks at you—those bedroom eyes of his very telling.

“so, where were we?”

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ningningsplushie · 2 days

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𝑶𝑯 𝑴𝒀 𝑩𝑰𝑮 𝑩𝑨𝑩𝒀 !!

— old bf!toji x young gf!reader

i think toji with a girlfriend that is so much younger than him is so adorable.

before you, he was just a man with a small room that is always so messy because he is rarely home. but, the room feels so much like home now that you have entered his life. he's never bothered to decorate or do anything. his heart flutters when he finds several photoframes hanging on the wall. one of you and him, a few of just his and a lot of megumi.

toji has never in his life ever clicked a selfie. he is not photogenic at all. so when you poke him to click one with you, he's not sure what to do in front of a camera. you tell him to just be himself and he is still confused. you lift the phone and make a peace sign with your hand, your teeth peeking out as your lips curve in a smile. you click it quickly and scan the photo. it is cute. you put a heart emoji with a wink one and upload it on your instagram. soon, your phone is buzzing with notifications. you open them and giggle. toji is so curious so he peeks and finds people calling him "the rock". He snatches the phone to scan the selfie you took earlier. you look so adorable with your cute little peace sign and smile and there he was beside you with a brow raised looking angry. "delete that shit right now," he orders. "are you kidding me? this is gold. it's going on the wall." he can't help but grin at how you find such silly things funny.

toji who is getting used to texting and wants to be even closer to you so he tries to learn some slangs. you are out with your friends when your phone chimes. you unlock it to see the text from toji.

toji: kys

you almost spit out the coffee you were enjoying. what the fuck is he on? what happened? you immediately call him.

"hello," his voice raspy.

"tojii! why the fuck would you say something like that to me?"

"what are you talking about?"

"the text you just sent me. why did you send that?"

"because i care for you, doll." you were even more confused now.

"you told me to kill myself because you care for me?"

"kill yourself? who said that? i sent K.Y.S." he spelled each letter out loud. "it means keep yourself safe." it takes you a few seconds to absorb and then you burst out laughing. he is not sure what is so funny.

"oh my poor big baby. kys means kill yourself."

oh. OH.

"i—i am so fucking sorry, princess. i was just—"

"you are so adorable. when i come home, i need to go through your google search history to know what other slangs you learnt." he is so embarrassed, he bites his lower lip. but he is also feeling so warm and fuzzy because you called him adorable. who would call a man in his mid 30s adorable? well, you did. and he is so happy about that. happier that he met you.

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ningningsplushie · 2 days

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Hello! I hope you can write about retired sorcerer nanami;)

One old man Nanami coming right up!

Pairing: Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, fluff, waking up together, retirement, talking about starting a family, babyfever, use of condoms, creampie, sharing chores, kissing, Nanami Kento is a gentleman

A/N: He'a not old he's just... dilf material okay?

Retired!Nanami Kento needs to be bullied into retirement

Despite what retired!Nanami Kento always says he liked his job and his friends

Retired!Nanami Kento spend a lot more time enjoying small moments when he doesn't feel like he's racing against the clock

Retired!Nanami Kento still splits chores with you, old habits die hard

Retired!Nanami Kento can now do his chores at the same time as you do yours so you're done faster

Retired!Nanami Kento finally has the time to watch all those movies and shows you always talked about with Gojo

Retired!Nanami Kento can take you on many more dates and trips

Retired!Nanami Kento still gives advice to younger Sorcerer's when they need it but only advice

Retired!Nanami Kento keeps in shape just in case he's pulled out of retirement

Retired!Nanami Kento can't sit still for long though he needs something to do around the house

As he has a lot more free time retired!Nanami Kento wants to have sex with you during the day, not just early mornings and late nights like before

Retired!Nanami Kento gets baby fever quickly having the need to take care of someone

Retired!Nanami Kento goes crazy when he sees you wearing his tie and pulls on it like a leash while you're riding his cock

Retired!Nanami Kento kisses you deeply every time he knows you're about to come undone on his cock

Retired!Nanami Kento wants to be gentle with you and but when you tell him you want him to put a baby in you he goes feral, folding you in half and fucking you until cum spills down your ass and stomach

Retired!Nanami Kento loves imagining a family with you but he's not yet sure you're ready for one do he still uses condoms often

Retired!Nanami Kento watches porn with you a lot more often and wants to try some new things out

Retired!Nanami Kento would keep you on his cock while you eat together so you're both ready to fuck right after

Retired!Nanami Kento can now take his sweet time fucking you a lot more often without worrying about getting interrupted by a phone call

Retired!Nanami Kento starts enjoying morning sex a lot more then he did before, now you can spend more time being lazy in bed

Dividers made by: @/cafekitsune

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ningningsplushie · 2 days

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nsfw, nanami kento x fem!reader, reqs are open<3

Salary worker!Nanami, who often caught himself staring at you. His hand supported his head, while his eyes stared intensely at you. Often, he wouldn't even notice that he was staring in the first place. He would get slightly embarrassed as soon as he snapped back to reality and saw you looking back at him.

Salary worker!Nanami, who often came by your desk and asked if you needed any help with your work. It was a nice and innocent gesture, you thought. Considering that you didn't mind at first, he would come over more often to the point where your desk practically became his, as he was there 24/7.

Salary worker!Nanami, who would become practically feral whenever he saw you in that tight skirt that hugged your curves so nicely. Or the tucked-in shirt that was pretty see-through from certain angles and specific lighting. He made sure to take an extra look whenever you wore a vibrant colored bra. He always took a mental picture.

Salary worker!Nanami, who, much to his disgrace, would always get aroused in the middle of meetings while thinking about you. He would always have to stay a little longer in the meeting room, pretending to look over important documents, while in reality, his dick poked against the fabric of his pants.

Salary worker!Nanami, who knows that it's super unprofessional to think about his co-worker like that, but he just couldn't help it. He couldn't help but imagine your mouth taking his dick in full, with tears and mascara streaming down your cheeks. And - ah, he's hard again.

Salary worker!Nanami, who finally gathers the courage to ask you to go grab some coffee with him. Luckily, you said yes. Little did you know that you were going to end up face down, ass up in his bed.

Salary worker!Nanami, who now has the opportunity to tease your pretty little pussy in the middle of meetings. He asks you to keep quiet while his fingers slide in between your folds, moving in and out slowly. He never lets you cum, but that is a task for alone time in the elevator afterward. What a great day to have oblivious co-workers.

Salary worker!Nanami, who stays longer than necessary, only to bend you over your work desk and make you orgasm over and over again, causing you to squirt all over the floor. His hands tightly grip your ass, occasionally pulling your head back by the hair to spit into your mouth. He has ruined many of your precious skirts by now.

Salary worker!Nanami, who sometimes forgets to fix his tie after fucking you in a meeting room, all in secret. His hair is all messy, and the buttons on his blouse don't align at all. Some of his co-workers point it out and ask what happened. If only they knew.

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ningningsplushie · 6 days

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Older bf! Nanami sitting with his legs spread wide, leaning back into the couch’s back rest as his hand rests on your head. His tie loose around his neck and his shirt’s top buttons undone. Breathy groans getting louder as you so took him down your throat. Looking up through your lashes to see him panting heavily with his head thrown back.

“R-really know how to make a man- o-oh fuckk sweetheart.” He husked, your tongue swirling around his reddening tip before bobbing down along his length. Sucking your way back up his prominent veins before starting all over.

Nanami’s hips bucked up into your face, cock twitching within your mouth’s warm embrace as a deep rumble sounded in his chest. “Fuck. That mouth of yours is so— haah.. perfect.” You blinked up at him innocently, your hands reaching up to play with his balls all wet n’ sticky from your spit.

Your giggle was muffled when you watched his cheeks dust red, muscles bulging through his work shirt as his chest rose and fell. Grip on your head tightening when he was brought closer to his release. Letting out a small hum of your name before spilling into your throat. Watching as you licked everything off his girth before swallowing with a smile.

You had made him horny. Using his tie to bound your hands behind your back. Fucking into you from behind with a string of grunts. His fat cock stretching you out wide as you cry and moan loudly. Feeling him reach so deep while kissing your spot meanly.

Your skirt had been flung up onto your waist. Your panties only being pulled to side in a fit of pure need. Sopping pussy making a mess on his cock as the thoughts were fucked out of you. Nanami having gave himself easier access to trap his cum inside you when he was done. Planning to simply snap the pink lace back over your leaking folds.

“Nngh— Kento, s-so go-od daddy.” You mewled, drooling into the sheets with your back arched, your ass in the air allowing his tip to prod at your cervix entrance with each thrust.

“Hmm, you like that sweetheart? Pussy’s so nice ‘n snug. S-swallowing my cock whole.. shitt.” Neither of you could hold your noises as Nanami’s hips slammed lewdly into yours. Both your minds clouded with nothing but each other

“C’mon, ‘s my turn to make you cum now sweet girl.”

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ningningsplushie · 7 days

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part two to this + mdni 18+ content + angst + steamy stuff + suggestive

Toji furrowed his eyebrows as the door widened to reveal Shiu, who stood there in a soft t-shirt and lounge pants like it was his place.

"Gumi! Hi, baby. Are you ok?" You asked, immediately dropping to your son's height, ignoring the two men staring at each other.

He nodded and turned around to grab the sacks filled with goodies, which in turn let Toji inside turning the air into something thicker with tension as you smiled softly looking at Megumi who looked back at you with a soft smile so much like yours.

"Thank you, you are so sweet." You cooed hugging him tightly not wanting to let go of him.

It sucked every time letting your son go for the week and waiting for him to come back home.

But you could admit it was nice to be able to sleep in during the weekday and to have time to yourself, however, sometimes you missed them so much you almost called Toji to come back for the night so you weren't alone and you three could be a family again.

You gestured Megumi to take the bags in the kitchen before turning your attention to Toji. "Is everything ok?" You asked again looking at him.

His attention was still on Shiu, who observed the entire situation silently. "He missed you, said you cry every night." He murmured, his eyes now shifting to you with a glint of sadness and understanding.

You furrowed your eyebrows thinking of Megumi hearing you, and it wasn't every night, but a lot of the times your bed felt too big for just you, and it felt...odd to be alone after being with Toji for so long.

Toji wanted nothing more than to scoop you in his arms and kiss away your turmoil. "Are you two fuckin'?" He blurted in a quiet tone, his eyes flickering with anger and a deep-seated jealousy at the thought of you with Shiu together.

"What the hell kind of question is that!? It doesn't matter if I am or not." You told him in a low tone rolling your eyes just in time for Megumi to come bounding back into his arms.

Toji took hold of his hand and looked down at him with a sad smile. It was clear he wanted to stay with you, and if he let him, then it would only serve to push them further apart.

He watched Megumi pull away for a second hug bidding you goodbye and goodnight as you helplessly let go of your baby who wasn't a baby anymore with his father who wasn't your husband anymore.

Shiu stepped closer to you, his hand coming up to your shoulder, giving it a small squeeze catching Toji's attention, as did your sniffling.

But he wasn't the man you wanted or needed anymore to help balm your hurt. However, that didn't stop him from turning around to brush a tear off your cheek before he left with Megumi.

Once it was just you and Shiu, you turned around and sobbed into his chest letting him wrap his arms around you gently. "I know."

Toji's question made your stomach twist with guilt even though you and Shiu never even kissed. He was just there for you in ways you needed, as a friend, nothing more, despite the feelings that grew between you both slowly.

You've known him just as long as you've known Toji. He was even at your wedding and now he was here comforting after your husband left with your son. "How dare Toji even ask us that?" You muttered when you pulled away from Shiu to head into the living room.

He followed after and sat next to you on the couch, the air shifted from tense to something more charged as you rested your head on his shoulder. "He's jealous and feels threatened that I'm here for you. Tomorrow is going to be interesting. Will you be okay tonight?" He asked with genuine worry in his voice as he held your hand.

Shiu was right.

Monday morning you found yourself at Toji's door knocking on the door quickly before you changed your mind. Megumi was at school so you would be alone with him, and you told yourself it was because you didn't want an audience but wanted that time with him as well.

"Everythin' ok?" Toji asked with a husky voice that was rough around the edges with sleep, the sound made you think about the mornings with him when he would wrap you in his arms not letting you go even when you giggled and tried to wiggle free he'd just hold you tighter.

You pushed your way inside your old shared home, the smells of baking cookies and dinners, and the sight of pictures still hanging up made your stomach twist. "Why would you ask if I was fucking Shiu? How is that any of your business?" You spat looking at him.

He leveled your look with a slow smirk that curled his lips, the scarred side lifted. "Mhm, you came all this way to ask me that? A phone call woulda worked darlin'." Toji shot back and walked into the kitchen.

It was obvious he knew you would follow him after shutting the door trying to come up with some excuse because he was right. "I'm not your darlin' anymore so stop calling me that and you don't ever answer your phone." You hissed and watched as he made coffee.

He didn't wear a shirt and you knew his skin was warm and he smelled good, his scent was something you'd never soon forget. You ached to lay your cheek on his back like old times but you also know you two aren't meant to be lovers in the way you want to be.

It hurt like hell to know you were his soulmate but your souls barely caressed one another, like two sheets in the wind before blowing away completely. However, you still wanted to fight for your relationship with him and to hold him and kiss him again and again.

"So are you fuckin' him or not then? If not you don't want to tell me because you're still in love with me and if you did then that means you moved on. Which is it?" Toji drawled when he turned around to look at you as he leaned against the counter knowing the answer.

Your mouth opened then closed as you stammered while rolling your eyes. "It's -"

"None of my business, I heard you sweetheart but it seems you ain't hearing me."

You watched as he pushed himself off the counter to invade your space blocking out the light from the kitchen sink making the room smaller and him that much bigger he backed you into the living room until you hit the armrest of the couch falling over onto the cushions with him towering above you with a dark chuckle. "You love me still."

It was the truth, you do love him and would always. However, the relationship felt at a standstill, and sex was the bandaid that never really fixed anything. He kneeled between your legs and leaned down until your breaths mingled together in a warm fan. "I love you too."

His lips barely brushed against yours making you ache as you gripped the couch cushions feeling your pussy drool and pulse around nothing. "We can't make this work Toji, we both know that."

"I know that I love you and I don't want any other woman, and I tried but as soon as they went to touch me I couldn't do it because they weren't you." He whispered staring deep into your eyes as he slid his arms under yours letting you fall to your back softly with a smirk.

Your heart hammered in your chest, his words and actions were so smooth it made you feel like a teenager kissing her crush for the first time. Butterflies took home in your belly as you stared back at him.

The idea of some other woman touching him made your skin crawl.

But when he said they weren't you, you leaned in and pressed your lips against his for the first time in a year. Everything felt like static as he kissed you back, his tongue sliding in your mouth to slowly stroke against yours igniting that fire deep inside you.

His chest was pressed against yours as you sunk into the couch more wrapping your arms around his neck and legs around his waist.

Just when you pulled away to tell him to undress you, your phone went off, your ringtone indicated it was the school, about Megumi.

The sound broke your focus as you scrambled out from under Toji to pull your phone out, answering it. "Hello, yes, this is his mother...he did what? Me and my husband are on the way." You told the sectary.

You hung up and sighed as you felt your shoulders hike up to your ears. You called Toji, your husband, which did not go unnoticed by him judging by the smirk on his lips that melted into something else.

"What happened with Megs?" He asked, standing quickly to pull his shirt on before the two of you could get in your car and to the school.

The ride was silent, minus the soft hum of the engine.

There weren't any words said until you both got in the office with a sullen Megumi who sat hunched over in his seat. "What in the world happened, baby? Are you ok?" You asked worriedly as you and Toji sat next to him.

Your son sat still and silent, not saying anything for a moment until he sighed. "A classmate said you two didn't love each other and made fun of me for it." Each word felt like a dagger as you struggled to maintain a neutral face.

"Oh, of course, we love each other...it's just different. How about tonight we have a family dinner? You two come over to my place?" You suggested rubbing Megumi's back gently looking over at Toji.

Toji nodded in agreement as he held your hand and ruffled his sons hair. "Did you hit him first?" He asked curiously.

"No."

You looked at Toji, then Megumi, as the principal came out, was ready to discuss the situation, which thankfully got resolved.

It seemed a teacher was nearby when the other student started in on a few more kids before moving on to Megumi giving him a hard time.

Later that night, you set your dining room table when an urgent knock on your door made your pulse jump. As you approached it, you looked in the peephole to see it covered by something.

Your door was locked and chained, which rattled with their next knock, the idea of them coming across Megumi and Toji made you sick with worry.

Quickly and quietly, you walked into the living room, grabbing your phone, calling Toji.

"Someone is at my door pounding on it, covering the peephole. Where are you two?" You asked worriedly as you sat on the couch after making sure you weren't visible from any windows.

It seemed that whoever it was was gone after a few more knocks.

"We just pulled into the parking lot. No one is here, I'll bring Megumi inside and look around." Toji told you, his tone serious.

Worry ate at you as you met Toji at the door. "Thank you so much, please hurry." You ached to kiss him. Instead, you squeezed his hand. before letting him go to check everything out.

Megumi immediately ran inside and into the living room as you waited for Toji by the door, leaving it cracked with the chain on to see.

As soon as you saw him, you let him inside, then shut and locked the door. "Would you spend the night, please?" You asked softly looking at him baring your vulnerability for him to see.

You both stood by your front door stepping closer together until you were in his arms feeling safer as you nuzzled into him. "How about we just go home? Someone saw me walking around and said the same thing happened to them last night, I ain't leavin' my wife and son here alone with someone doin' that." He told you leaving no room for a no.

"Wife? We seem to both have done that today..." You murmured melting into his arms when he hugged you closer to his body.

Toji chuckled and leaned in pressing his lips against yours. "You will forever be my wife. Now let's go home."

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ningningsplushie · 7 days

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002 — 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ — 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 : kento nanami x afab!reader

“Mphm c’mon,, we have t’go darlin’”

,,Your fiancé tried to say but if the rough fingers curling into the fabric of your dress was anything to go by, it wasn’t you who was making it difficult.

He’s all "sweetheart, we have to go, they're waiting" while actively hooking his fingers through the gabs of your dress to pull you in closer. Your reaction is seized by his lips on yours once more.

Tugging you impossibly closer, you were forced to straddle him on the small couch. Now you understood why he was so adamant on buying this particular set not so long ago - it’s so small in fact, that it was increasingly difficult to not brush any kind of limb when sat next to each other which always led to Kento pulling you closer - an invitation almost.

Which led to where you were now. Originally on your way to an event of sorts - one held yearly by the higher ups as a way to mingle and combine resources but, like every other time, you were held down by familiar rough hands curling in on the fabric of your dress and your breath stolen by a pair of lips - stopping any protests from escaping (not that there were many to start with).

And then he has the audacity to warn you again while his teeth graze over your lower lip, capturing it without quite biting down-

“Sweetheart, we’re goin’ to be late”

You should really be used to this by now, as Kento always found a way to wrap you both up in the heat of the moment when you're supposed to be somewhere. Five minutes ago you were all excited for this event - taking any chance to dress up all pretty but now, it’s currently the last thing on your mind, pushed to the back and long forgotten - like the straps of your dress slowly falling from the slope of your shoulders, too lost in the quiet whispers shared between you both to notice - let alone care.

- “oh my god it’s like watching your parents making out - oh wait no - that’s exactly what this is”

Quickly pulling up the straps of your dress, kento sat up with you still nestled on his lap.

Of course every good thing had to come to an end, and unfortunately they’re usually brought in the form of Gojo - Yuji not too far behind.

“Not in front of the kids Nanamin~ have you no shame?”

With his large hands wrapped around his student’s eyes, Gojo continued to - well, be the over dramatic Gojo he was - crying out the lack of innocence left in the world, all the while stood in the threshold of your doorway.

With the sorcerers protests blurring into the background your attention was quickly brought back by a small nip to your ear, your fiancé’s cheeky expression mirrored by your own.

“Told you they were waiting didn’t I ?”

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ningningsplushie · 7 days

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puppy love.

requested! -> high school nanami please! the reader gets everything she wants from kento ��‍♀️

a/n -> slowly trying to work through all the requests yall have sent me ':)

pairing -> teen!nanami kento x f!reader

shoko.

"kento-kun~!"

the words on the tip of nanami's tongue are left unsaid as his entire body freezes, a involuntary flush coating his cheeks as the sweet sound of you calling his name floods his senses.

shoko who's stood in front of him raises a brow at nanami's reaction, the stunned look on the younger boys face not one she's seen before. her underclassmen is normally so composed that it was hard to get a reaction out of him ever, and yet a simple call of his name from your lips seems to have the boy starstruck.

you bound up to him, all bright smiles and twinkling eyes, slightly breathless as you all but ran to make your way over to your classmate. shoko notices the faint pink dusted across your cheeks as well and her interest is further piqued as she watches you smile all prettily up at nanami, peering at him through your lashes as you tuck a strand of hair behind your ear.

"kento-kun," you call again, voice softer but just as sweet now that you've reached him. "are you free right now?"

coughing slightly, shoko notices nanami glances at her out of the corner of his eye, not liking the mischief dancing in her gaze before turning to face you fully. he tries to put off the impression he's annoyed but his gaze remains softened when glancing down at you and the warmth in his gaze is more than obvious to his upperclassman.

"yes." he hums, hand moving to shove in his pocket. "what is it?"

shoko watches as you positively beam, clearly ecstatic at the fact that he was free, hands coming up to clasp in front of you. "would you like to go to this cafe with me?" you ask, head tilted, before reaching for your phone, flipping it open to show off a photo of said new cafe. "yu and i saw it yesterday on our way home from our mission and i think you'd really like it."

the mention of haibara has shoko smirking, clearly noticing the shift in nanami's posture at the mention of his other classmate. something changes in his gaze and shoko has to bite her lips from laughing out loud.

"did you..." and nanami hesitates, looking wildly uncomfortable as he glances at his feet. "did you and haibara go there together yesterday?"

oh, shoko thinks, this was just too good.

nanami? jealous? gojo was going to have a field day with this.

"oh," you blink, momentarily confused before shaking your head. "no. i wanted to go there with you first!"

although he tries to hide it, the pleasure of your words is clear on nanami's face as his entire body eases, no longer tensed as the edges of lips curl upwards just faintly.

shoko snorts.

"okay." he complies, as if the answer would ever be any different. "we can go."

you let out a squeal of excitement, and if it was anyone else, shoko is sure nanami would wince. instead, he watches on with a fond look in his eyes as you start rambling on about how excited you were and what treats you wanted to try all whilst nanami nods, actively listening while letting you lead the conversation.

you wave bye to shoko as you and nanami make your way off the schoolgrounds, and just as you and nanami turn out of view, she sees him shuffle towards you, arms brushing together. she grins when she sees you glance up at him, still beaming, wrapping your hands around his arm and leaning against him, and nanami lets you.

all without complaint.

without hesitation, shoko turns, eyes peeled for a certain white-haired, blind-fold wearing classmate that would love to hear about what she just witnessed.

gojo.

"y/l/n~!"

gojo grins as you turn from your spot at the table to face him, a smile curling on your lips as you wave at your senpai, beckoning him over.

"gojo-senpai," you greet as he reaches the table, "what brings you here?"

gojo smirks as he glances to your left where nanami sits, the two of you having been working on some homework together and registers the rather nasty glare his underclassman was sending him. nanami didn't like him at the best of times, it was true, but there seemed to be an extra edge to his glare that day as gojo took a seat across from you.

"oh, i saw my precious kohai's and i thought i'd come by to say hi," gojo explains with a shrug, playing it off as nonchalant. he feels nanami's gaze narrow at him, obviously expecting there to be more to the story than gojo is letting off.

which is true, of course, but gojo certainly wasn't going to admit to that.

"oh!" you beam, "well, kento-kun was just helping me with my homework." cheeks flushing, you shift in your spot, embarrassed. "i'm not very bright sometimes when it comes to the academic stuff."

"that's not true," nanami cuts in otherwise almost instantly and gojo smirks. "you just need extra time. there's nothing wrong with that."

your cheeks are practically burning at nanami's words, turning to look at your classmate with a doe-eyed expression.

gojo internally laughs. shoko was definitely right.

"hey, y/l/n," gojo calls, pulling your eyes on him as you blink, somewhat dazed, over at him. "i could you help with this stuff, ya know? i am after all your senpai!"

your eyes widen at his offer, obviously not having expected it. gojo was nice enough and he had never been anything but kind with you; maybe a little cocky and he liked to tease, but still nice. he'd never offered to help you with anything school wise though, whether that be training or just homework.

"gojo-senpai, i—"

"that won't be necessary," nanami cuts in, voice sharp. you blink at him in surprise at his sudden change in tone but gojo, having expected it, simply tries to hold back the laugh threatening to burst past his lips.

nanami then turns to you. "don't trust a word this idiot says," he explains to you, and any normal day gojo might be mildly insulted. today though? he's just amused. "he's basically failing everything."

not true, but—

"o-oh," you stammer, eyes flickering nervously between nanami and gojo.

"now, if you'll excuse us," nanami turns back to gojo, glaring at him, "y/n and i need to actually do some work. we can't all just mess around like you."

gojo's eyes flicker to the way you grab onto the sleeve of his shirt, tugging as you mumble worriedly at him, afraid he was actually hurting gojo's feelings. gojo just continues to grin, moving to stand back up as he brushes your concern off.

"no worries, y/l/n," gojo assures, sending you a thumbs up. "have fun, you two. and still, y/l/n, the offer stands."

gojo's running off before nanami can send a slur of insults at him again.

geto.

this was ridiculous, geto realized.

but gojo had begged him and wouldn't shut up until he agreed. so, here he was, standing in front of you, his fingers working to brush a strand of hair behind your ear as you blushed up at him, frazzled and confused, smiling softly down at you as he waited for nanami to make his way down the hall.

he was fully prepared to make gojo suffer for forcing him to do this and the thought that he should've continued to deny, despite how annoying his best friend was, crosses his mind. because now he was not only being forced to do something embarrassing, but to mess around with his underclassmen.

unlike his best friend, geto thought he was a decent role model for the first years. haibara seemed to like him well enough, constantly asking for him to help him train and nanami didn't seem to hate him as much as he hated gojo. and you? you were sweet, too nice for your own good and even geto had to admit, you were rather pretty.

so this? flirting with you when he truly meant nothing by it other than to make nanami jealous? felt incredibly wrong.

"ge-geto-senpai—"

"please, call me suguru," he smiles, internally cringing at himself.

yeah, he was definitely going to make gojo pay for this.

your cheeks burn brighter, "oh, well, i don't—"

"y/n?"

you startle at the sound of nanami's voice, back straightening as you quickly pull yourself out of geto's grasp. geto lets his hands fall by his sides with ease, taking a step back as you rush over to nanami, eyes wide with your hands held out before you desperately.

"kento-kun, what... what are you doing here?"

nanami's eyes flicker to geto, and to his credit, geto tries to offer a small smile in greeting, before he focuses back on you. "looking for you. we were supposed to study together, remember? you were the one who asked in first place."

"oh!" you blink, eyes widening. "yes, sorry, kento-ken. i... we can go now." you send a flustered look back at geto and nanami's eyes narrow, shuffling uncomfortably on the spot.

nanami looks like he wants to argue otherwise, sending a glare at geto that has him wincing (there goes his reputation with the first year). but your hand slipping into his is enough to satiate him, tugging him along with you.

"b-bye, geto-senpai!" you offer faintly to geto, waving at him over your shoulder before grinning brightly up at nanami.

well, it was clear gojo and shoko were right about the two of you but he definitely needed to have a conversation with his friends about not meddling in the first years personal lives.

geto, however, did let a smile curl on his lips when he noticed you'd been very specific about referring to him by his last name, despite his previous words. or the way you'd made sure nanami had heard you refer to him as such.

ah, young love.

haibara.

"are you and y/n dating?"

nanami nearly spits out the water he'd been drinking, feeling the burn of it as some of comes up his nose. he coughs, lowering the water bottle to the table as he tries to gather his bearings. blinking, nanami presses a hand to his chest, before turning to look at haibara with a look of disbelief.

"what?"

haibara, to his credit, looks genuinely confused.

"are you not?" he asks, head tilting. "i just assumed you guys were."

"what—why would you assume that?"

haibara doesn't fail to notice how red his friends cheeks have gotten.

"well, you're always helping her with homework and studying together," he starts off, raising his hand to list off just the few scenarious he's witnessed in the past week alone. "when i ask you for help, you tell me to figure it out myself. and! oh! you guys went to that cafe together the other day and when i asked to stop off somewhere, after a mission not to mention, you told me to go by myself so—"

nanami splutters for a response.

"not to mention," haibara adds, pressing a finger to his chin in thought. "gojo-senpai and shoko-senpai told me you were so—"

"they what?!"

haibara blinks, surprised and confused by nanami's outburst. "yeah? the other day." he hums, nodding. "i went to join you and y/n outside and they pulled me aside, telling me i should leave you two to your date alone... is that not what they meant?"

haibara tilts his head, only then noticing how nanami looks like he's practically about to combust on the spot.

"nanami...?"

pushing himself to a stand, nanami doesn't say anything before he promptly turns and leaves.

stunned and confused, haibara blinks.

"what did i say?"

nanami.

"i need to talk to you."

"oh, kento-kun! what's up?"

truthfully, nanami probably should've taken a moment to think through just exactly what he meant to say to you before all but barging into your room.

he'd been so frazzled and embarrassed that he hadn't really been thinking straight, his feet walking for him until he found himself outside your dorm room. he hadn't even knocked before opening it and oh god, the realization that you could've been... changing crosses his mind as nanami feels himself grow hot from embarrassment.

"kento-kun?" you call out, concerned, as you stand up from your bed. "are you okay?"

he blinks and suddenly you're in front of him. he hadn't even realized you'd been making your way over to him until that moment!

heart pounding, still breathless, nanami meets your gaze, letting his eyes wander across you. before he can stop himself, his eyes lower to your lips, almost involuntarily, and then, with a split second though, he's leaning forward and pressing his lips against your own.

you freeze at the action, body stilling and nanami panics, moving to pull away, but then a second later you're easing into his touch, returning to kiss as your hands move to grip the front of his school uniform. you tug him towards you, holding him in place and nanami practically melts at the spot.

a moment later you pull away, cheeks rosy and breathless, grinning up at nanami.

"i've been waiting for you to do that forever," you confess, breathless.

and nanami's never felt like more of a fool then he does in that moment for waiting so damn long.

yaga.

wordlessly, shoko and gojo stretch their hands out towards their teacher, grinning ear to ear, palms up. geto stands behind them, shaking his head.

"you two are ridiculous." yaga grumbles, "you meddled."

shoko just shrugs; "never said we couldn't meddle."

"besides," gojo snorts. "if anything we helped. who knows how long it would've taken nanami to say something. have you met the boy?"

yaga just rolls his eyes, reaching into his pocket for his wallet.

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ningningsplushie · 9 days

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Ur cowboy! Nanami has me kicking and screaming oh my god. I was literally rolling in my bed last night giddy. ANYWAYS… maybe you can do smthin where reader is out with friends and needs picked up asap for whatever reason? I know you did smthin similar for drunk texting but this is the scenario where kentos fears become reality instead of the alternative! Anyways I will be glad to send more ideas if u like my thoughts :)

yes PLEASE keep sending cowboy!nanami thoughts i will never get tired of writing him <3 i too get giddy + roll in my bed while i'm writing him :3

cowboy!nanami knows that you’re tough and that you can take care yourself, but those aren’t the thoughts racing through his head as he grabs his keys and runs out to his truck.

only seconds ago, you’d texted him:

from: y/n <3

>> can ucome pick me up

kento had already picked up his keys when he shot off a reply.

to: y/n <3

>> on my way. is everything okay? are you okay?

from: y/n <3

>> no. idk where my freinds went. drunk. some guy trying to tslk to me.

kento's blood is boiling as he starts his truck, sending you a quick text before peeling out of the gravel driveway.

to: y/n <3

>> hang on, sweetheart. i'll be there in 10. go to the bathroom to get away from the guy. i'll be there soon, honey, you're going to be okay.

he hopes his imagination is wrong when he pictures the worst case scenario. where had your friends gone? and why had they gone anywhere without you? who was this guy? he better not have touched you or made you uncomfortable. his rowdy bar nights were long behind him, but if he needed to throw a punch to get "some guy" away from you, he wouldn't even blink.

he ignores just about every traffic law on his way to the bar. you'd sent him your location beforehand, and you'd both been hoping that it was just a precaution, not that he'd need to get you.

as he parked the truck, kento felt his heart racing in his chest. his legs carried him without a thought into the bar, and immediately his eyes were searching for you. did you listen to him and go to the bathroom to get away from the crowd? where was the bathroom? had the man even let you get away? where the hell was he.

oh, and he thinks he just might be seeing red when he spots you, still at the bar, clearly, even from kento's distance, trying to ignore the man next to you. he storms through the crowd to get to you, and he thinks he feels much better now that he can see you, although the rage in his chest was far from put out.

your eyes find his almost instantly as he approaches, and you nearly jump from the barstool to get to him, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"so glad y're here, ken," you murmur, and kento can hear the quiver in your voice over the loud music.

he holds your waist, kissing the top of your head, "y'okay, sweetheart? c'mon, let's go home."

and you eagerly nod your head, grateful and thrilled by the idea of finally leaving this place, when the man who'd been trying to speak to you for so long interrupts.

"oh, so you weren't lying about having a man," he whistles. "or maybe you were. you know, if he were really your man, why'd he let you out here all alone? doesn't he know-"

kento cuts him off before he can utter another word, grabbing a fistful of his shirt and yanking him from his seat.

"don't ya ever speak to my girl again," kento sneers. "and you're gonna get the fuck out of here before i throw you out myself."

you stand next to kento in awe. you'd never see him this aggressive before, and you also don't think you've ever felt as safe as you do now.

kento doesn't wait for the man to retaliate or say anything else before dropping him and turning his attention back to you.

"let's go, darlin'."

the drive home is quiet—you hold kento’s hand in your lap, eyes fighting to stay open as the radio plays softly.

when he pulls into the driveway, he pats your thigh, telling you to “sit tight, sweetheart.”

he walks around the front of the truck after shutting it off, opening your door and undoing your seatbelt so he can pick you up and carry you inside.

normally, you’d probably be giggly and tease him as he carries you, but right now you just nuzzle into his neck, keeping your arms around his neck.

he brings you inside and sets you down gently on the bed, telling you to wait there for him while he goes and grabs some things. you do as he says, cozying up in the big blankets and trying to stay awake.

he returns in a few moments with a bottle of water and two ibuprofens, handing both to you and telling you to take them.

when he sits down on the bed next to you, pulling off the hoodie he'd thrown on when he'd left, you reach your hand out to him.

"thanks for getting me, kento. and for sticking up for me," you murmur softly, a bit sheepishly. "sorry you had to leave though."

he turns to you, hand holding the side of your face with the same tenderness he always reveres you with before leaning in to press a quick kiss to your lips.

"don't be silly, angel. you know i'd always do any of that for ya. know i'd do anything for ya, darlin'. anything."

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ningningsplushie · 10 days

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𐙚 ๋࣭ ⭑baked love- kento nanami

summary: nanami x gn!reader, cafe/bakery au, curseless au, fluff, first fic pls be nice

words count: 1534

By all means, Kento Nanami was not a late person. He was either extremely punctual or not attending at all. However, somehow, he was running a whopping fifteen minutes late to work. Maybe it was because he took too long to get ready. Or maybe it was because of the new employee at the cafe that caught his eye today.

Normally, Nanami would stop by his local cafe every Wednesday morning to grab a croissant and a decaf espresso on his way to work. However, when he walked into the bakery, he was not met with the usual mundane employee but rather a new, refreshing face staring back at him.

When you think of Kento Nanami you would think calm, cool, and collected. Yet the blonde salaryman staring back at you is far from that. He was a partially disheveled, blushing mess. Everything you’ve said to him had gone in one year and out the other. The only thing he was able to make out was the 3rd,

“Can I get you anything, sir?”

Your voice was genuinely music to his ears. Compared to his usually depressing and suffocating life, you were the air he needed to breathe. Regardless of this three-minute encounter, he felt like you were perfect. Angelic even. Returning to his senses a few seconds later, he could tell you his usual order, a croissant and decaf espresso.

He stepped aside as he waited for you to make his coffee and checked his watch. His encounter with you had already set him back five minutes due to his absent-mindedness when seeing you. If it was anybody else, he would’ve been back on his way to work. He tried not to, but watching you work completely had all his focus. Everything you did was done diligently and cautiously, which he enjoyed dearly. Even the way you, packaged the croissant was done with care. He likes to think that you did it just for him.

He laughs to himself at how delusional he thinks he’s being. Of course, you have to work carefully; it’s your job-

“Decaf for..Kento?” You announced cheerfully, completely breaking his train of thought. He hesitated before going over to the pickup counter, hoping he could strike up a really quick conversation with the end goal of getting your number.

He adjusted his tie and brushed his hand over his hair to fix any loose strands. He briefly thought about how ridiculous he was being. He’s known you for ten minutes, practically risking his no-tardy streak, all for someone who has only glanced his way twice (which is part of your job, might he add). Yet, he thinks it would be all worth it in the end if he succeeds.

He waited for you to notice he was there so you could hand him his drink, and when you did, you gave him a smile that he thought made his knees weak, fingers just gently brushing up against his for a literal millisecond. That alone caused his mind to go blank, ruining his plan of getting your number.

All he could do was get his breakfast and mumble a brief “thank you” before rushing out the front door. Maybe he could get to work quickly now that his adrenaline was pumping through his body.

He wasn’t sure how he ended up here on a Friday afternoon, but Nanami had convinced himself he needed to order another croissant or maybe even some more coffee.

Instead of heading home from work after a tiresome day, he found himself standing at the entrance of your cafe. He was a little disheveled since he was trying to make it there before you closed for the night. He honestly thought he wasn’t going to make it in time. He didn’t even plan on coming at all and was in the process of looking for a new cafe to go to, as he didn’t think he could face you without turning into a fumbling mess.

When he stepped inside the cafe, he realized how empty it was, with you, him, and another patron being the only ones inside.

“Welcome, I’ll be right with you!” You called from the counter, as you were still tending to the other patron’s order. He stayed silent as he waited on his side of the counter for your attention. He used this as his redemption to try to get your phone number again. He adjusted his tie like last time, looked in his phone camera to make sure his hair was presentable.

By the time you finished helping the other customer, he felt ready. Honestly, it's a little better than ready. Nonetheless, he didn’t take into account that you and he would be the only two in the place.

“What can I get for you?” You smiled. He started feeling his palms sweat, but he had to stay level headed. He didn’t even really know what he wanted to order, but he did know he wanted something he could talk to you about.

“Are the strawberry danishes any good?” Great! Perfect! He could feel himself fighting back a smile as you locked eyes with him.

“I haven’t tried them yet! However, I personally enjoy any of the croissants.” A person after his own heart. Truthfully, he doesn’t even care for Danishes very much. He just wanted to make conversation. This was going better than he thought.

“Interesting. Which one is your favorite?” He asked joyfully. He could tell you were a little taken aback, maybe unprepared for anyone to ask for your opinion on the pastries. He hoped you didn’t say the plain ones, as those are the only things he ordered from here. He was hoping you would recommend him something as sweet as he thought you were.

You thought briefly before deciding, “I think the chocolate ones are out of all of them.”

“Perfect, then I’ll get one of those and a small peppermint tea please.” You nodded as he handed you his card. Handing it back, you went to get started on his order while he went to go mentally freak out near the pick-up counter. All he had to do was say, ‘Can I maybe get your number please?’ It seemed harder than he thought, but as long as everything ran smoothly, he’d be fine.

Once you were done with his order, he practically bounced in your direction, rehearsing those six words. He took the small bag with the croissant from your hand,

“I really hope you enjoy these. I am slightly biased since I made these myself, but I think they’re the best croissants in town.” You said with a small laugh. He chuckled, so excited to try your baking.

“I’ll have to take you up on that.” He grinned. Your fingers brushed briefly when you handed him his tea, which had him feeling his heart race for the millionth time that week. All he had to do now before he left was to get your number. He felt his hands dampen again and his heart rate pick up. He was so nervous you would say no that he thought he would be sick.

“Could I maybe-”

“Can I get your phone number?” You had beat him to it. You practically fought back a smile, and he felt his eyebrows nearly lift off his forehead.

“Oh! Yeah, of course.” He replied with a grin. Nanami had never felt this way before. He felt his heart flutter when you pulled out a pen and a sticky note to hand to him. You’ve been waiting for him to ask you since the Wednesday he came in. You thought he was handsome and had a charming aura when he approached the counter. You didn’t think he would come anymore this week, as he didn’t stop by yesterday or this morning, so imagine your surprise when he came in forty-five minutes before your shift ended.

“I’ll text you?” You smiled as he nodded with a smile.

Although his plan didn’t go how he wanted it to, he technically succeeded in a way. When he got home, he felt like he had something to look forward to for the rest of the night. He felt a little uneasy as he wasn’t sure if you were actually going to text him or not.

He constantly checked his phone throughout the night. He had already prepared dinner, but there were no new messages. He was beginning to lose hope as he decided to go and get ready for bed.

As he was exiting the bathroom, he practically felt his heart drop through his stomach as he checked his phone one last night.

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ningningsplushie · 10 days

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Dad!Nanami headcanons/drabbles

♡˗Nanami who'd get annoyed when he can't find his favourite yellow and black polka dot tie, only to find out that his son is messing around with it as he tried to dress up like him, definitely releases a rare smile.

☆Most definitely loves when you tie his tie, head resting upward as you tried not to nip at his neck when you tied it, making sure it wasn't too loose or too tight.

☆On his 28th birthday, his son got him that watch which he now wore everywhere, having your names engrained into the metal, making sure that you two were always with him.

☆When you were pregnant he returned home before you got back from wherever you were, making sure the house was spotless before you came as he didn't want you all stressed out.

☆You took him to one of those photo booths every year and he keeps them in an album for each year, but has 3 pictures in his wallet for when you two first took it, when you two got married then had your baby.

☆When his daughter grew up, he most definitely took them in shopping sprees for their birthdays, always being a gentleman and carrying the bags for them, and buying them whatever they ask for.

☆He definitely bakes when he has the chance to, sometimes allowing his kid to help out if he wasn't on a tight schedule, his favourite dishes to make are bread or pastries, especially any dish that his mother made when he was younger.

☆When he specifically tells you that he doesn't want a birthday party, just a cake or some quality time. Your kids don't listen and go all out, buying him a 2 tiered cake, birthday hats and decorating the house. Throwing confetti at him as he looked down at the cake, waiting for a smile of approval from their father. Which they got in the end.

☆Nanami who prefers to lay in the reading nook with his children listening to him reading them a story, preferably if they were trying to go to sleep to save the hassle, but anyway would work.

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ningningsplushie · 10 days

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❝ activities with S/O's ❞ ‣ jjk headcanon

❝synopsis❞ ‣ jjk men favorite activities to do with their significant other (either before bed or just in general).

・❥・PAIRING(S) › jjk men x gn!reader ・❥・GENRE(S) › fluff/(little)smut ・❥・WORD(S) › 1.3K+ ・❥・WARNING(S) › yuji & megumi are aged up (always) / oral and mentions of p in the v s*X (sukuna) / cockwarming, naked massages & cuddling (toji) / taking baths with gojo / everything else is PG-13 ♡ ・❥・POST DATE › 04/19/24

❝featuring❞ ‣ nanami kento, fushiguro megumi, gojo satoru, kamo choso, ryomen sukuna, megumi fushiguro, itadori yuji,& geto suguru ♡

‣ satoru gojo ♡ ↳ long baths

Candles lit. Rose petals leading to and in the bath. He waits for you to get home from work. He knows you’re stressed (hell, the higher-ups are stressing him out) and all he wants is to make sure his beautiful spouse can decompress because being with you is enough for him. He’ll do everything in his power to help you. Soft massages, tiny kisses, and making out in the deep tub are in your future and honestly, you can simply cuddle him to sleep or have sex until you're both exhausted. Either way, he doesn’t mind.

↳ His favorite part? Being able to hold and caress you until his heart's content and having the feeling of your soft lips peppering kisses all down his neck and chest.

‣ fushiguro toji ♡ ↳ massages/naked cuddling/cock warming

Your night usually ends with Toji giving you a massage to ease the tension in your body. He knows Megumi can be a handful (look who his dad is), but he never wants you to go to bed stressed and worn to the bone. He notices it messes with your sleep and we can't have that, can we? Most of the time he’ll have you completely naked as he massages the tension away. His hands are always warm as he leans his body on you enough to apply the needed pressure for you to feel at ease. He’ll eat you out until you're screaming for him to stop and he’ll also find himself naked too. Usually after orgasm so hard, you'll be knocked out. In which, he doesn't mind. It's easier to ease his huge cock into your tight walls while your body is fully relaxed in your sleep. Sometimes he’ll have his way, other times he just wants to feel the warmth of you around him. It's the only way he can truly fall asleep. ↳ His favorite part? Being able to be close to you without all the whispers of how he doesn't deserves a significant other like you.

‣ ryomen sukuna » hein era sukuna ♡ ↳ lazy sex/oral

There’s something about fucking you until you pass out and even then, taking what he wants after you’ve fallen asleep. He doesn’t look like it but he’s the type to pull you to lay on top of him so he can get a taste from both sides. If he feels you’ve been sleeping for far too long, he’s going to wake you up (rather if it’s with his dick or mouth) he doesn't care. You're there for his amusement.

↳ His favorite part? Being able to have you the way he wants you without any interruptions.

‣ kamo choso ♡ ↳ listening/cuddling

Choso loves the thought of listening to your heartbeat. So he would always be within a radius for the two of you to cuddle. Rather, it’s on the couch so the two of you can nap or just be in bed after a long day. He’ll listen to you talk as long as he can hear the way your heart drums for him. A lot of ‘huh’, ‘that’s nice’, ‘I missed you’, and 'I love you' are thrown your way randomly as he’s never felt this way about anyone before. And when you say it back, it feels him with a sense of security and warmth.

↳ His favorite part? The moment you let him lay between your legs to cuddle your waist while you play with his hair.

‣ nanami kento ♡ ↳ reading books/cuddling/sleep

An hour of quiet time. An hour where Nanami can detach from anything and everything and not have to worry about the world around him. Of course, that means that you’re laid with him and cuddled into his broad chest. Sometimes you’re napping and other times you’re reading along with him or he’s reading to you. Nanami loves times like these and loves that he gets to enjoy these times before having to go out and deal with the headache that is Gojo and/or curses (sometimes both). Soft kisses to your forehead, whispering how lucky he is he found you. He simply wishes to exist with you and you alone.

↳ His favorite part? The serene look on your pretty face when you can relax without a care in the world.

‣ fushiguro megumi ♡ ↳ Your Presence

Everyone knows Megumi is a bit closed off when it comes to showing love and affection (being abandoned does that to a person) so to see him open up to someone was something new to the rest of them. There was something calming about your presence that Megumi felt he could indulge in. Rather if it was being cuddled up on the couch or simply being in the vicinity of each other, there wasn’t a place he wasn’t if you were there. Although sitting in silence seem to be his favorite.

↳ His favorite part? Being able to be him around you without feeling the looming presence of sorcery.

‣ geto suguru ♡ ↳ late night walks/late night chats

There’s a small coffee shop that stays open until the early mornings. Small talk, or simply making sure the other is mentally, physically, and spiritually okay. That’s the goal of most of these late-night rendezvous. It’s something in the way you can simply hold a conversation (rather if it’s about nothing or something). Suguru simply loves to listen. He loves the way you talk with your hands, loves the way you laugh and smile at all the compliments he gives you. These little moments keep him going and he wouldn’t change these late-night adventures for the world.

↳ His favorite part? Listening. He loves to listen to you rant, laugh, and talk. Your voice is soothing to him.

‣ itadori yuji ♡ ↳ gaming together

Jokingly pushing the controller out of your hand to make you crash while laughter fills the room, Yuji loves times like these. A time where he's not a sorcerer or Sukuna's vessel but simply, yours. Rather it's playing Mario Kart together or simply laying your head in his lap while either of you play something less chaotic. He loves the way you pout when things don't go your way, to the way you tease him when you do. He wouldn't trade any of this for the world.

↳ His favorite part? Being able to joke around and play with you and not have to worry about anything else.

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husband nanami kento

content: loads of fluff + established marriage + fem!reader + even more fluff + nanami kento is setting the ground for how a man should be!

husband!nanami would put his legs or thighs over your feet if yours are cold. And he doesn’t mind when you cover your cold feet under his thigh, mumbling ‘you’re so warm’ to him. He finds it endearing.

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husband!nanami is the type to tuck your hands into his own jacket pocket, even if you’re wearing a glove or if you’re warm anyway. He still intertwines your hands and tucks them into his pocket. He likes the feel of having something of you can he touch !

husband!nanami is the type to play with his wedding ring subconsciously if he’s in deep thought, doing simple tasks or taking a stroll down a pathway. Does that especially if he misses you.

husband!nanami would snap pictures of flowers he sees during his day and sends them to you, captioning it “pretty like you”. chuckles to himself when you playfully send him the emoji rolling it’s eye.

husband!nanami loves the moments he gets to introduce himself as your husband. So very proud of it, says with a pleased tone that he is your husband while smiling lightly with his hand on your waist and tucks you into his side.

— After having a small chat with some people, you and Nanami are alone together when he stands in front of you, and wraps his arms around your body and tucks you into his embrace. You hum in content at his touch, nuzzling your face into his chest. “Why the sudden hug, kento? You usually don’t like doing this in public.” You ask gently, wrapping your own arms around his body, lightly rubbing his back. Nanami hums while placing his chin on the top of your head. “Felt happy introducing myself as your husband, so I needed to hug you.” He answers softly while your insides warm up and your stomach is a fluttering chaos. You pull your head to look up at him and flash him a smile and Nanami smiles back at you. “You’re so sweet.” You tell him, beaming with happiness and Nanami chuckles while lightly shaking his head. “This is bare minimum, sweetheart. I’d want you to shoot me if I didn’t get happy introducing myself as your husband.” He tells you matter of factly and you giggle agreeing with him before leaning your head up, lightly puckering your lips and Nanami chuckles again before kissing you softly. —

husband!nanami the type to love ‘people watching’ with you, giving them made up stories, what they’re gonna do today or who they might be meeting. Feels proud himself when he says something funny in the storytelling which makes you laugh, lightly hitting his shoulder. Your happiness is one of the things about you that is everything to him.

husband!nanami when typing on his laptop, is always aware of what you’re doing somehow. Tells you to sit on his lap if you’re bored as he types away on the laptop, while you’re doing your thing, maybe scrolling on your phone, reading a book or quietly watching your husband work. He always randomly kisses you gently anywhere on your face as he is working. Maybe lightly squeezes your butt, making you yelp in surprise then giggle which makes him smile.

— you were sitting sideways on Nanami’s lap leaning on his chest with your shoulder playing some games on your phone before putting it away, starting to softly fiddle with the loose strings on Nanami’s shirt. You feel him press a kiss on the top of your head before adjusting your position on his lap. You nuzzle your temple on his chest, watching him type away on his laptop when you feel him squeeze your butt, making you yelp in surprise which in turn makes Nanami laugh lightly. “Are you bored, my love?” He asks as he keeps typing, you shake your head. “Not really, I’m fine.” You softly answer as he hums and you bury face into his chest and feel him gently pat your head with one hand. Then he stops typing and cups your face to turn your head up to face him. “Tell me when you feel tired, I pause this so we can go to bed together.” He tells you, rubbing your cheeks with his thumb. You nod your head, brushing your nose against his and he softly gives a quick kiss on your mouth. —

husband!nanami who sometimes comes home late from work and sees you asleep on the couch, clearly have tried to stay up for him. Smiles to himself as he carries you into his arms gently and lays you on your shared bed, kissing your forehead whispering a ‘goodnight, my love’.

— He put on his slippers and saw that the small light on the coffee table by the coach was lit. He sees your sleeping form on the couch when he gets there and smiles to himself. You tucked your hands below your cheek, sleeping sideways and clearly looking deep asleep. His heart fills with fondness and warmth knowing you tried your best to stay awake to greet him when he gets home. He gently carries your body in his arms bridal style, before walking to your shared bedroom. Lightly tucking you in before changing into his pyjamas. When he gets into bed, he pulls you into his embrace, kissing you on the forehead bidding you goodnight. —

husband!nanami who would greet you with a simple kiss on the forehead in public, but privately, when he comes home, he gently holds your face in his hands and presses a kiss on your lips muttering a ‘hello my love’ against your mouth.

husband!nanami is always telling you how proud he is of you, how happy he is to be your husband and how grateful he is to be the one at your side. Then finishes off with a ‘I love you’ with a soft kiss on your lips.

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we all deserve a nanami kento (i need someone like him so badddddddd)

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Smells like Home

Synopsis: Nanami comes home. You've missed him.

Pairing: Nanami Kento x reader

Content Warnings: None. It's pure fluff.

Your bedroom door creaks as it's opened, a sign that whoever is coming into the room is trying not to wake you. Your eyes open anyway and the first thing you register is the lamp on your night stand, casting a yellowish light over the bedroom. You happily press your face deeper into the pillow. Nanami's smell still lingers.

"... didn't mean to wake you, dear," you hear that deep, soothing voice apologize. He sounds tired, you think to yourself. Nanami had to work longer today and you know he hates it just as much as you do.

"...Wasn't asleep. Waited for you."

You hear him hum in response and instantly know he doesn't believe you. He knows you too well. He turns around to look at you, pausing his undressing, and catches the grumpy face you're making at him. The blanket covers your fave, shielding you from the cold air. Nanami chuckles, amused and relieved. He missed this, missed you, even if he saw you earlier today.

After changing into his sleeping clothes, he makes his way to his side of the bed, leans over and gives you a small kiss on the forehead. You pull him into the sleep wrinkled bed, pulling on the blanket so it covers the both of you.

You sling your leg over his and press as close as you can. Nanami wraps his arms around you with practiced ease, not moving an inch when you decide it isn't close enough and move half of your body on top of his. You tuck your head into his neck, and each inhale smells like his signature cologne and home.

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ningningsplushie · 12 days

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SMAU- THE GUYS SEND YOU A GYM PIC

(Gojo, Geto, Toji, Nanami, Choso)

Note: Finally got it done 😪 I need all of them 😫

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❝ ORAL FIXATION LVL. [ EXTREME ] ! ❞

↻ featuring: t. fushiguro

⟢ blurb: do you have an oral fixation? yes, yes you do. and does sucking toji ōff satisfy it? yes, yes it does.

wc: 1.5k

contains — fem!reader, husband!toji, explicit content (mdni), foul language, feminine pet names, oral (m!receiving), light cöckwarming, light throat fūcking, dirty talk, use of good girl, reader gets called ‘pup’, praise

one thing you know for sure, your husband is a slut.

whether it's intentional or not, toji pushes your buttons to the point of bed-breaking sex. as you both relax on the couch watching television together, here he is, trying to provoke you.

you sit nestled under his beefy arm as his hand rests on the ample flesh of your breast over your t-shirt in a comfortable hold. he sits man-spread, gray sweatpants hanging low on his hips showcasing his delectable v-line and the tufts of dark hair that make up his happy trail. tight black shirt that conforms to the musculature of his torso. jeez, if the fabric were a lower cut, he'd damn near be showing his cleavage.

who told him to look like that? WHO?

as you scan his physique with your starving orbs, you try your damnedest not to stare at that all-too-obvious bulge of his cock in his pants. such thickness, such length that never fails to pound you into the mattress. the stretch it delivers to your awaiting cunt causes your to curl your toes in your socks just from the thought.

saliva pools in your mouth as a heavy feeling overtakes your tongue. you need him, and you need him now.

you shift lower on the couch as your hand slides up his thick thigh tantalizingly slow. "can i help you?" toji's deep baritone rings out, eyebrow quirking up when you slip your nimble fingers into the waistband of his sweats and boxers. "yeah actually, lift your hips," your demanding tone ricochets off his ears.

his features crumple up at your blatant audacity to demand anything without the magic word. his hips still haven't lifted while the soft background noise of the television fills the tense air.

fuck.

"what?"

"lift your hips toji," you repeat, annoyed that he's not listening.

his giant hand cups your chin, stout fingers pressing into your soft cheeks. his navy irises lock onto yours in an intimidating sexual gaze. "use your manners. you know i taught you better than that," now it was toji's turn to command you. a rush of warmth floods your face at his raspy demand. your eyes dart away from his potent stare as you mumble incoherent syllables.

"speak up girl," he harshly utters as the pads of his fingers tighten on your chin. "please lift your hips, toji, i want it in my mouth," you plea sweetly as your fingers play with his waistband, wanting nothing more than to see his cock, to feel the weight on your tongue. he scoffs "not even a 'pretty' in front of that pathetic please? you must not want—"

"nononono i do, i wan' it pretty pleaseee toji," you whine. a smug smirk shows on his lips, turning the scar on the side of his mouth up. "there's my good girl, i was wonderin' where she was, heh. take what you need baby," he slides his hand from your chin to your ear as he tucks some of your locks behind it. a touch so intimate, so loving, a major contrast to the sultry way he licks his lips as if he's thirsty for what's about to come.

once he lifts his hips, you make quick work of taking his pants off him, ripping them down just far enough to free his soft dick from his boxer. how is he still so big on soft? you wonder. you lean down and deliver a tiny peck to his limp cock before engulfing the entire thing in the cave that is your mouth. the pubes at his base tickle your nose as you have him far down between your lips. "can’t even relax without you tryin’ to suck on my cock, shit," toji hisses.

his soft trunk is stationed between your lips as you flatten your tongue to lick the underside of it. you're not even sucking it yet, just warming it up while your spit trickles slowly, creating a light tickle down the sides of his flaccid cock. toji sits back, entertained but quickly growing impatient with each pass of your tongue on his shaft.

"come on girl, either suck it or get off my cock," he huffs huskily with traces of a pout on his scarred lips. you roll your eyes at the obvious sass in his tone. you almost want to keep warming his cock just to torture him but, that would also be torture to you, and that you don't want. so, with a wrap of your manicured hand around his girth, you begin to stroke him, successfully smearing all your saliva gloss mixed concoction up and down his length.

"yeah, that's it. make sure to get that cock niceeee and wet, mhm," he sighs as his body relaxes into the cushions, head tilting back against the back of the couch. the air around you both grows hot, thick with sensuality. as your warm mouth slides up to his mushroom tip, you swirl your plush tongue around it eliciting a soft groan from the ravenette. you feel the transition in his dick from soft to hard as you carry on.

your hand starts to move in tandem with your mouth. up and down movements as the goal in your mind becomes clear. you want him to cum, more than anything you want to see him fall apart all because of you. “such an eager pup f’me,” toji breathed as the pleasure from your warm, wet cavern shoots to his toes. the in-sync motions of your hand and mouth are steady, sucking from base to tip as your tongue lies flat on the underside of him.

up and down, up and down, up and—

you feel toji place his strong hand on the back of your head, threading his fingers into your locks as he forces you down to his base. a sputtering gag erupts from the back of your throat as his fat cock forcefully enters. “take it, take it, oh fuck. tight. . .fuckin’. . .throat, god d-damn,” toji strains as sweat starts to form on his forehead. you relax your throat to assist the bullying of his girth into your snug tunnel.

his fingers tighten their grip on your strands pulling you off his now rigid cock. panting breaths release from you as your chest moves to the rapid beat of his heart. toji locks his gaze with yours in admiration. beauty that can rival aphrodite herself. big ‘innocent’ eyes filled with tears decorating your lash line, clear saliva strings that connect your plump lips to his blushing tip, just gorgeous. “mmm, my pretty baby.”

his hand slides down the back of your head, cups the nape of your neck as his free hand grabs the base of his cock. toji taps the fat tip on your slick lips like he's microphone-testing making a short whimper fall in response. “open up ‘n finish what you started, dirty girl," toji's deep drawl commands as he smudges his beaded precum, making your lips change from red to a soft pink color.

a thin string of crystalline arousal drips from your puffy cunt wetting the pillow below you. as you sink your mouth back down on his cock, you take your fingers, gather your wetness from your begging slit and coat his shaft in the lewd substance. toji watches with a filthy smirk present on his handsome face. "nasty little girl, definitely trained you so well. now, back to it baby, don't keep that cock waiting," he emphasizes by holding your hair back in a makeshift ponytail.

and so you don't, keep that cock waiting that is. both of your hands encase his engorged hard-on in a tight clasp. toji's balls scrunch up as you swallow down his manhood with vigor. "f-fuckkk," toji hisses at the accelerated rate you're sucking him off. with each bob of your head, you twist your hands with each up and down stroke at the same time.

focused. the focused look on your features has toji on the verge of cumming already. he may never see heaven but, this, with your obscene mouth working on his cock is all the heaven he needs. you start to suck harder. shit, shit, shit, toji thinks. "jus' tryin' to suck that cum out huh? good girl, work for it. work for my fuckin’ cum," he encourages, almost desperately.

the pleading tone in his voice egged you on. you wanted it, the need to make this man fall apart and fill your mouth up with his warm seed was almost demonic. and so, you kept moving. not stopping no matter the dull ache you felt in your neck and wrists. toji's low primal grunts and growls mixed with your pornographic gagging made music that could put symphonies to shame.

he's in ecstasy as the pang in his balls grows tighter and tighter until you moan around his stiff cock putting the final nail in the coffin. all words leave him as — forget stars, this man sees the whole solar system behind his eyes as deep guttural groans and curses tumble out of his parted scarred lips.

the bucking of his hips, perfectly fucking his thick cum down your throat as you swallow each spurt. after what feels like an eternity, his physique, damp with sweat weakens into the couch as he comes down from cloud nine. “whew, fuck, such a good pup for milking my dick. on all fours now baby, still got one more ‘n me.”

@shaguro @ich1koko @sugabie @chromimis — enjoy my lovelies !!! xoxo

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