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sugar daddy nanami kento x black hyperfem reader

warnings: brat tamer nami, super duper big arms actually, spoiled reader, he’s a bit mean, he’s such a man omg, public sex, squirting, creampie, you'll almost get caught, mirror sex

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“Excuse me, Sir? Is this seat taken?”

A sweet voice interrupts Nanami’s focus on the book in his lap, The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath. The train's movements cause his body to sway slightly. He holds in a breath, really not in the mood to speak, but he's a gentleman. So, he looks up anyway.

He doesn't feel disappointed, actually the opposite. He's never seen anyone as beautiful as you. Your brown skin is smooth and clear, and your lips are glossed and full, with a slight pout. The makeup you put on was such a compliment to your face that it made you look like.. a doll. With eyes that made him seem like your salvation, you stared down at him.

Where did you come from?

“I’m sorry to bother you! It’s just- I’ve been trying to find a seat for a few minutes, and my feet are starting to really hurt. God, I should’ve never worn heels.”

You’re talking to him. He quickly comes to the realization that staring at your moving lips would make him appear creepy. Your voice was a little.. distracting. He clears his throat as he catches his lips quip up in amusement,

“It’s not taken. Please, sit.” You're walking towards the seat near the window, following his hips as they adjust to allow you to pass in front of him. Your clothes were... to say it bluntly, provocative. Your skirt was pink. He found that cute. But it was short, way too short to be worn out in public.

As you leaned down to prevent hitting the overhead storage area, his eyes caught the fat brown pussy lips poking out from the sides of your panties. Who the fuck let you go out like that?

You were wearing a strapless top that was also pink. The word 'BRAT,' which was printed in a bold white color, caught his attention. Hm, is that so?

You sit down, and now the blond man is hyper-fixating on your plush thighs pressing next to his. He’s interrupted by your sweet voice again, “Thank you, Sir. You’re too kind!”

He attempts to offer a smile, but he observes that your face is already buried in your phone, and your medium-length French tip nails echo a tapping sound. Well, now that won’t do. He wants your eyes on him again, your attention on him again. So he decides to speak,

“You headed somewhere important?” He acknowledges that this isn't the most ideal thing to ask a beautiful lady, especially during a train ride. His thoughts were running wild, and he was desperately trying to come up with something to say to you. He hopes you don't overthink it, but you look like the ditzy type.

You stop your typing and look up with your mind in thought, “Hmm, not really,” Your eyes turn to him and his cock twitches.

“I’m just going to meet up with some friends at the mall. The amount of walking I’m about to do is going to kill me but I can’t really do nothing since my car’s in the shop.”

“Yeah? Why’s that?”

Nanami observes that you have no filter or awareness that you may be talking too much. Either that, or you're so self-confident that you don't care. Regardless of what it is, he discovers that it is something he enjoys. He has the opportunity to ask more questions and hear your voice in his ears for just a moment longer.

You sit up straight, and now... Your body is facing him. And now he can see the nipple piercings that are pressing through your top. Nanami grits his teeth and forces his eyes to look at your wide ones.

Were you doing this on purpose? You have to be, but when he looks into your eyes, he finds no evidence of any alternate motives. That, or you were good at being coy.

“Well, somebody crashed into it when it was parked. And it was so bad, there was a weird creaking sound every time I drove! So now it’s in the shop, and it’s staying there.” You’re pouting again. And Nanami finds that he doesn’t like that hopeless look on your face. He has a burning desire to fix it, to alleviate any problems you're facing.

His voice grows soft and tender as he gazes into you, “It’s staying there?”

“I haven’t paid for the fix yet. So, the mechanic guy won’t give it t’me.” You shift in your seat. As you browse through your photos, he watches as you click on a picture of a pink Mercedes with its rear end completely broken. The color didn't catch him by surprise; in fact, he was more amused than anything.

“I see. Is there a reason you haven’t paid yet?”

Your brows furrow, and your head drops slightly as a sign of embarrassment. He thinks you're so cute. Nanami wonders if you have a job. You don’t look like the type to raise your perfectly manicured nails, and if you were his, he would never let you.

“Well... I’m in between jobs right now. My daddy won’t lend me any more money, and he told me yesterday, ‘You spend too much, and I can’t keep paying for your expensive shit.’”

Your bubbly, soft tone gets higher in pitch as you try to imitate your father's voice. You pivot and grasp Nanami's massive bicep through his blue dress shirt with your fingers. You notice a slight flush of your cheeks as you shift your eyes to where you grabbed it. He's so big that both your hands can barely wrap around the entirety of it.

Your eyes look up at him, “And y’know I get it! But ever since he got his new girlfriend, she’s been telling him these things. He never felt this way before!”

Your hand is covered by his, his veiny and large hand. You seemed really shaken up by this, and he can’t stand it. Someone as beautiful and perfect as you should not have to suffer like that. He wants to make your life easier; he wants you not to be bothered by such trivial matters.

As one hand raises your chin, his finger softly moves back and forth. His warmth makes the hairs on your skin prickle. “I’m very sorry about that, sweetheart. Would paying for your fix make you feel better? I can get a car to take you to your friends as well.”

You gasp and immediately shake your head, “Oh no, sir! I couldn’t ask you to do that. I-I mean, you’re a strang-”

“Kento, my name is Kento. And don’t be silly. I have more than enough to spend.”

“But-”

“No buts, sweetheart. I just met you, but I don’t like seeing a frown on that pretty face. Let me take care of your troubles the best I can.”

That day, you left the train with his number, and he left with your name. His generosity didn't end there. Kento started paying for a lot of your stuff, and eventually, he sent you money every day, making it such a habit that he just gave you one of his black cards. He would only ask for your company as compensation. There's nothing sexual about this, in fact.

Kento would go above and beyond to spend time with you, even leaving his job in the middle of the day to care for you. During your shopping sprees, he would hold your bags while you ramble about your week as you walked into another store. When you came to him crying about your dad's girlfriend not giving you a break, he decided to buy you your own apartment. It goes without saying that he pays for both your rent and all of your utilities. He would take you out for dinner and treat you to the finest high-end places because he knows that's what you deserve. The finest, and only the finest.

Nanami takes pride in the amount of self-control he has. Almost nothing gets under his skin.. but you. You and the short skirts you wear. You and your tight outfits. You and the way you bend down in front of him, exposing your pink lace panties. He tries to keep his eyes away, but he sometimes feels as if you're doing this on purpose. You must be.

And the truth is, you were. Nanami was the most attractive man you ever had the pleasure of seeing. Not only that, but his company has become something you've come to love. Ever since you met him on that crowded train, you've had lewd thoughts about him. Thoughts of him feigning a sex attack, thoughts of him bending you over and drilling his cock into you. You wanted him so badly, but he refused to do anything with you. It was making you crazy.

But you didn't know how to directly say that you want him to fuck your brains out. You opted for giving him hints, bending over in front of him, brushing against his thighs. Once, you managed to sit on his lap while he cooked you dinner at his home. He never moved, never did anything except keep his hands on your hips. That was enough to make you wet.

On a Tuesday afternoon at Japan's biggest mall, Nanami reached his limit. Your mini white heels were clacking on the tile floor as you entered the Victoria's Secret store, looking for the newest Valentine's Day set. This isn't his first time going shopping with you for lingerie, so he's not bothered in the slightest. Picking up the set and asking him to judge how it looks on you is what surprises him. You've never done that before.

“Please Nami, I have a date tomorrow and I’m hoping I can show him!”

A date? What the fuck do you have a date for?

The situation confuses Nanami. Antsy. Annoyed. He has a sense of jealousy. He can tell. You were his. Only his. You don't need a sluggish, limp-dick man who probably couldn't find your g-spot spot. You needed a man. You needed him. What advantage does your date have over him? What can your date do that he doesn't currently do for you? Are you insane?

He is unaware that you don't actually have a date. You were lying and trying to get him to react once more. You are the epitome of a brat. Kento doesn’t like brats. He breaks them.

You flick your pretty eyelashes at the 6'4 man who stares down at you with an unamused expression on his face. You’re pouting again, and Nanami really hates that he says yes to you. When you look at him like that, he can't say no. It's so hard to say no, but he's tired. Tired of the way you rile him up, he's sure that you're just hoping for a reaction from him. He has to put an end to this.

“..Lead the way, sweetheart.”

You're too occupied with other sets to notice that his voice becomes deeper when he speaks.

Nanami doesn't go into the dressing room with you. He planned to wait on the small, bright pink benches outside. Your angelic voice called out to him to help you with the zipper on a corset, ruining his plan. He loves helping you. It actually makes his day when he makes yours easier in any way. So, he agrees.

His breath hitsched when he pulls back the curtain. Oh fuck. You were... In red panties, the stockings lie softly on your thighs. While staring in the mirror, your brown skin is visible to him, and the corset is loosely hanging off your shoulders. You are a sight to behold—a sight of beauty, delight, and sweetness.

He creeps up on you slowly as though he doesn't want to frighten you. The moment he pulls both ends of the top together, you release a cute gasp. The zipper's faint sound as it rises makes you shiver when his hands brush against you. Once he's finished, his hands rest on your waist, your warmth radiating onto him. His voice, grave and breathless, causes you to catch your breath when he speaks,

“This is what y’re wearing? For your.. date?”

You hum and turn your body side to side to look at how the set fits on you.

“Uhuh! Y’think he’ll like it?” He tilts his head and observes your ass moving slightly with every move you make.

“Hm. What reaction do you suppose you’ll get out him?”

His fingertips can be felt on the panty line as he plays with it and pulls the band. You leap when it snaps itself back to your skin. His other hand is reaching in front of you and grazing your pussy

“Something like this?” The lace that clings to your pussy is grasped by his big hand, and you let out a pathetic whimper at the sight of it. You’re dripping. It wasn't your stupid date that caused this, it was all because of him. You succumb to his grip, and, of course, he steadies you.

“K-Ken?” Your voice squeaks out.

He pays no attention to you and only looks at the slick on his fingers when he moves away from your cunt. You're seeing all this through the mirror, watching his every move. Despite having dreamed about this moment every night, you still feel a little nervous. His expression in the mirror seems... upset.

“Y’know, sweetheart, I am tired.” His hands slowly take the panties off of you, allowing them to fall to your heels on the floor.

“Tired of how you tease me.”

He spreads your folds out from under you, letting the moisture drip all over his palm as he slides up and down. He groans when you emit the most adorable moan right next to his ear. God, you were so precious. He wanted you all to himself.

He scoffs, “A date. The hell do you need a date for? Y’need someone to fuck you, is that it? Someone to teach you some manners?” He slid his two thick fingers into your wet mound, scolding you when you let out a dirty mewl.

“Quiet sweetheart, bad girls don’t get to make a sound.”

He pushes them in deeper, immediately finding your spongy, and presses into it repeatedly. You tremble in his arms, pressing your hands to muffle your moans.

He murmurs to you, battling against the squelching noise your pussy is making. Your knees are buckling, but there's another hand pressing on your stomach to keep you upright and amplify the pressure you're feeling in your stomach. “I treat you so good. I buy you whatever you want, I make sure you’re always eating good. And yet you still insist on being a brat.”

He seethes in your ear, watching your pretty eyes roll back in the mirror. Kento feels that your loudness is causing you to forget you're in public. At this point, he doesn't care much. Throughout all of this, Kento is pulling down his zipper, freeing his hard dick from his boxers.

“It’s okay, baby, I’m gonna fuck you. Gonna fuck you so hard you forget all about that stupid date.” He stops finger-fucking you and leaves your sopping cunt suddenly, causing you to whimper at the loss.

Without warning, he plunges his fat cock deep into you and immediately presses his hand on your mouth to stop you from screaming. Your body falls back against him, leaving you drooling against his palm. It was too much, but you loved it. Had you known it would result in this, you would have done this a long time ago. Your body felt stuffed as he sucked his length in and out of you, observing how your pussy creams every time it disappeared inside.

Kento thinks you're perfect. Every aspect of your being is perfect. The way you squeezed around him almost made him forget that this was your punishment. Shit, you felt so good that he doesn't even want to carry on with the punishment anymore.

“There you go, sweetheart. Shh, just take it.”

You whine against his palm, your eyes barely open as this man is practically splitting you in half. You were both pouring your juices onto the floor, creating a small puddle below you. “Fuck. Such a messy girl.”

Your haze and pleasure make it impossible for you to hear footsteps coming near you and Kento. But he did, and he figures... It's a good idea to torment you a bit. So he speeds up his pace, letting the music drown out the light papping sound his thrusts and balls are making on your clit. If it's even possible.

“Miss? Is everything alright? D’you need any help?”

Your surprise is evident when your mind recognizes the voice of one of the employees. Fuck. No.

Nanami whispers into your ear, low enough for only you to hear, “Better answer her, sweet girl. Wouldn’t want her to suspect anything, hm?”

He’s so mean. Speaking is not an option when he's drilling into you like a madman. Fuck, could the poor lady even hear the noise? You're shaking, and you really can't help the yelp you let out every time his cock gets buried so deep inside of you. You rapidly nod against his hand, desperately attempting to do anything for him to keep fucking you like this. His hand slowly descends from your lips and grasps your covered tits in the corset, never once halting his pace inside you.

“Miss?” She speaks again, and you answer quickly so she can leave,

“I-I’m okay! Still- Ah! t-trying the s-set on.”

Nanami thinks you’re so cute as you try to keep your voice steady, chuckling to himself when you moan out in between your words. He thinks it's unfortunate when you're forced to speak again due to the lady's persistent pestering.

“..Are you sure? You don’t sound-”

“Yes! E-Everything’s f-fine, I’ll be r-right out!” You cut her off, your mind still reeling from the strong blows that Nanami never ceases to give you.

You faintly hear her muttering an 'Okay' before her heels recede into the crowded store. In all honesty, you believe you're starting to hear colors now. He was fucking you so good, and when you feel that familiar fire pit burning in your lower abdomen, you know what's coming. Or, in this case, who’s coming. You.

Nanami knows it, too, because your cunt just squeezed twice as hard on him. It’s practically pulsing open and close. You’re trying to fucking milk him.

“Good job, sweetheart. Y’gonna be my good girl from now on?” His hand doesn't even bother to cover your mouth anymore. Instead, his fingers reach down to your pulsating clit and start rubbing in tight circles. You forcefully bite your lip to prevent screaming out, savoring the metallic taste of blood on your tongue.

Nanami knows that if you let go of your lips right now, you're going to attract attention. He doesn't want that type of distraction at the moment, so he's not too upset about your quick nod as a response. He doesn't even think you know what he's saying, too drunk from the sensation of his cock to think about anything else other than that. Even so, you're saying yes. You, indeed, are perfect.

“Think you deserve to cum? I think you do, you were so good earlier talking to that lady. So cum, sweetheart. Make a mess f’me, yeah?”

That you definitely heard. It seems your pussy did, too, because she doesn't hesitate to squirt all over the floor. The mirror was being sprayed with your overflowing juices. Throughout it all, he was intensely watching you through the mirror, observing the face you make when you cum. It was so beautiful. The way your brows scrunch, and your eyes roll back, almost into your skull. The sight was enough for him to conceal his groans in your silk press, cumming so deeply inside of you that you thought it reached your womb.

Heavy breathing was all that could be heard under the faint music buzzing through the speakers. As Nanami slips out of you, you let out a whimper and gaze into the now-wet mirror, watching as he crouches down to where both he and your fluids are dripping out of you. You hear him mutter a curse under his breath, shivering when he runs his finger through your slightly gaping cum stuffed hole.

He lifts his finger, slipping it into his mouth to taste the aftermath of your.. lovemaking. He can detect some of your juices and his own. He only utters one word when he releases his finger with a pop,

“Sweet.”

He rises, gathers your clothes, and pockets the panties you wore when you initially came into the store. He believes that letting you confront people with his cum dripping down your thighs is an appropriate punishment. He pauses when he recalls something, “That date of yours tomorrow? Cancel it.”

Oh right! You didn't let him know that there wasn't a date.

“Kento?”

“Yes, sweetheart?”

“…I lied about having a date.”

Nanami freezes. His hands hold your skirt by your knees, and his eyes immediately catch yours in the mirror. He chuckles and shakes his head in astonishment when he realizes that this was your plan all along.

Despite not saying much, he whispers in a raspy voice,

“Brat.”

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satoruhour · 10 months

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a/n: uururgghghh im starting to struggle to write i swear the next one will be a fluff one. pt.2 to this

warnings: long piece, sugar daddy!au, discussions of kinks including daddy kink, filming, cockwarming, creampies / breeding kink, public sex, exhibitionism, oral (f and m receiving), phone sex, fingering, cumshots, praise, somnophilia, handjobs, size kink, lingerie, let me know if i missed anything, n*sfw under the cut

✶ NANAMI

nanami is an interesting sugar daddy. he thinks it’s bc the opportunity came so randomly that he didn’t know what to do, so he’s new to this as you’re new to him, not expecting the man to show up when you had sent a drunk email to a craigslist listing

it was amusing seeing your email, but he could tell there was at least a bit of need for some monetary assistance when u sent it in because yes, you were drunk but also the type of honest drunk that reminded him of a certain friend… you literally spelt it all out for nanami in the email

and you explicitly remember sinking into your hands when you listened to your friend to go ahead with the meeting and nanami’s small amused smile, knowing way more things about you on your first meeting just from the message

you’re nanami’s first sugar baby, so tbh he doesnt know what to expect, but if he were to actually choose, he wouldnt want a sugar baby, like geto, who is too used to being indulged and spoiled. he needs gratitude or a thank you when he buys you things and he’s okay if youre picky, just not too bc then it’s like impossible to please you

he reluctantly asks gojo about it later on and he is so annoying while explaining to nanami about sugar babies and stuff, but gojo made some pretty good points, shoving a picture of his own sugar baby into nanami’s face with a laugh and then nanami immediately leaves LMFAO

i’d say nanami is pretty lenient though, just strict about what you spend money on sometimes. like if you’re buying a 2024 diary for you to journal, he’s just going to stare at you because he KNOWS you will not keep that journal up lol (sorry to the those who like to journal ahhdhfner)

or like buying those weird expensive snacks with new, experimental flavours only for it to taste like shit and nanami has to gulp down two glasses of water after eating a bbq flavoured chocolate bar

ok im aware this would work even if he wasn’t ur sugar daddy but just pretend

nanami learns the ins and outs for caring about a sugar baby pretty fast, wiring you an allowance everyday and bringing you to events occasionally, but more importantly figuring out your boundaries and how this relationship would go about

it started off purely transactional at first, but then he starts to imagine meeting up more with you, taking you places. it happens against his will for him bc he’s seen these types of relationships fall apart, and he hates opening up to ppl in the first place. but then one day you’re telling him youre meeting with someone from university and he gets so annoyed the next time you meet up

turns out you were hoping he’d do something about it, and he did

like gojo, he wants to be a good boyfriend as he is being your sugar daddy

although he’s very stoic, you know he cares for you when he does small things like buying you the right kinds of pads, paying silently for the dinner when he goes to the “toilet”, finding jobs with you because he doesnt mind if you want to earn ur own money, occasionally buying you little things he finds in high-end stores that are not clothes that reminds him of you.

he doesn’t mind the minor dent in his account after treating you, bc he knows you’re content with already needing money for university. the extra gifts are just a bonus and it warms your heart when he does all these small things

gives you money like semi-often!! he knows you dont spend it impulsively so he spreads out the times he gives you your allowance

being his sugar baby is sooo classy like you have gotten so many tight black dresses for events that sometimes you cant find things to wear to the grocery store

goes ALL out for anniversaries always, buying you matching necklaces where he takes the other half, bouquets of flowers, that pair of earrings you were looking at the storefront

oh yea he’s always buying you bouquets, you have no idea where to put them

he’s better with larger, wearable gifts as opposed to gojo’s type of small trinket gift giving, but just like gojo he also loves getting you an initial necklace, but just for the sole purpose of showing that you belong to him. it’s cute, he finds himself staring at the N.K. on your neck every time you meet up

nanami loves his suits, but he is TERRIBLE at dressing out of them. mismatched patterns, ugly ass shoes, please save him

he lets you drag him to buy some clothes for him but whatever he swears he just looks like a grandpa. maybe it’s bc of his light coloured hair

very good at giving pointers for your style tho, so he smiles when he sees you pick a dress bc he said so, a hand dipping down to your ass to squeeze briefly

loves when you visit him in the office whenever you have no classes for the day, a cute sundress on as you bring his lunch like a cute lil wife.

he values privacy a lot and doesnt like to open up at times, so it takes a while for him to properly let you in in his insecurities and doubts. it happens at first when you realise nanami doesnt call you the various pet names he does when around ppl he knows and you bring it up and it escalated into a whole argument

you were just so close to leaving to give him his space but then he starts slowly about having people leave him before and he doesnt want to mess this shit up again. he feels you deserve better, but you told him he is better

with that, u were able to deepen ur bond, but also it allowed nanami to allow a person in his life again, letting your things take over his bathroom space and living room

the first time he considers buying a ring is when you hang off his arm and interact kindly with his clients and fellow CEOs, ignoring the strange pull of his heart. it’s like you understand the importance of

these events, and even though through knowing you and how you didnt exactly favour crowded places, you still put yourself through it

you have to catch your breath later in the bathroom and nanami’s outside, worried as hell and you tell him youre fine, but he’s not having it so u roll your eyes and exit the bathroom, shocked to see his usually calm face turned into an expression of anxiety

he says that you both will leave immediately and you protest but all he does is shake his head and drive you back. needless to say you had so much more fun watching stupid romcoms and cuddling until youre waking up in the morning to something poking you in the back and there’s this adorable flush that overcomes nanami’s cheeks lol

n*sfw hc’s below

doesnt like to jerk off normally. if he does it’s usually morning wood or after seeing a beautiful woman but he just. doesnt get those desires and the need for release. that doesnt mean hes not good at sex or whatever. hes had his days during uni and stuff, but ever since he’s started work it’s been so busy he really has no time whatsoever

sex life with nanami is sweet yet unpredictable. youve always started out slow and sensual mainly because he doesnt want to hurt you or go too roughly but one day youre bringing up how to make ur sex life more exciting and he went “i couldve done this the whole time?”

you had the best night of your life that night jus sayin!!!!

we have established this thru the fandom but nanami is a pleasure dom when it comes to you, not quite like geto who likes watching you do the work. nanami has to give you the pleasure himself

he’s eaten you out more times than youve fucked and he’s really done it everywhere. he has done it under the table when youre on a call for your class. he’s done it at event bathrooms, he’s done it at night in the park.

NOW. nanami is not big on public sex but then he sees you bend over during your picnic to catch the plastic bag and the wind blew up ur skirt and he saw ur cute little pussy under …. he couldnt resist it

likes the the possibility of getting caught, and it’s obvious you might because you r soooo wet every time he flicks at your clit

he only does it if he gets to eat you out, and if hes really needy, he’ll grant you a quickie but other than that he can hold himself back - plus you deserve better than to be bent over a bathroom sink

also loves breeding you, unprotected sex all da way. likes the way it seeps out of you and your shivers when you feel him fill you up. would get a vasectomy for you considering how much he looooves to cum deep in you

regarding the kinks you may have brought up to him it’s just hoping he’d be rougher, maybe even try some degradation, you even discussed he could use you when youre sleeping if he wanted to. other things include phone sex and the use of toys, but you mentioned that as long as you were both comfy there could always be a fun time

and bro loved it. u realise he’s only ever focused on praise on most days but when he’s stressed from work he always takes it out on you and you fuckin love it lol.

youve done it over the phone a few times but he thinks he prefers to do a video call better, but the first time he wanted to he didnt know how to switch the call from an audio to a video one and you had already came lmaoooo

you were giggling once nanami grumbled over the receiver, but you helped him easily just by talking bout how youd ride him or how youd suck his cock

10/10 that experience and being with you made him be more open to blowjobs more often, not that he didnt before! but hes always been putting you first that hes never thought much abt his own pleasure <3

warning for drabble: consensual somnophilia, no foreplay, mating press, nanami is a little rough, brief fingering and cunnilingus, clit stimulation, unprotected sex, creampie / breeding kink

nanami comes home to your sleeping figure, calm and even breaths leaving your person with a small smile on your face and all he can do is coo, running a hand up your thigh before preparing to carry you, not expecting that when you open your legs, he sees the centre of your pants harbouring a darker, wet spot, pussy lips pulled taunt from how tight your pants were.

and the man immediately chokes back a moan, remembering the conversation after he had used you to your limit on the kitchen counter, scratching on the smooth marble surface while your face was smushed up against the flat surface. with a little grin, you wished he let out his frustrations on you more, even when you were sleeping — and what better time now that his head was close to popping a vein with how incompetent his workers were?

a moan distracts nanami’s thoughts, and among the unintelligible noises you make, he can figure out how you’re probably dreaming, cock hardening once he hears that you w’nna be filled. that is enough reason for him to unbuckle his pants with a relieved sigh, the cold air on his length making him hiss as he peels his underwear off him, length hitting his torso from how hard he was.

“you don’t know what you do t’me, baby,” nanami mumbles, pumping his cock with slow strokes before swiping your pants to the side, lightheaded from just how wet you seem to be. he drags his cock along your folds, collecting your slick on his leaking tip that mixes with the pre-cum and he groans at how you seem to drip more just from that gesture, inching his fat cock into your pliant cunt without much trouble.

you’re so tight, sucking him in the moment he’s sheathed in you until he bottoms out and you’re whining louder now, still bordering on the line of consciousness and unconsciousness. you’re clenching around him so hard that he struggles to move, until he’s feeling you grasp his arm with fatigue in your eyes.

“use me, kento—” nanami grunts at those words, pulling out just to slam back into you and the slutty moan that leaves you cuts through your slumber because nanami’s deeper than he’s ever been in you. your eyes crack open at your boyfriend who’s currently fucking into you, hips moving at a speed faster usual and you cry out when his tip kisses your cervix just barely.

“feel so fuckin’ good, just let me use you like a cocksleeve, alright?” nanami groans out, taking your legs and pressing them to your chest and the change in position makes you whine, hitting your spots so well now that you’re in a mating press. from here nanami is hypnotised with the way your juices collect on his length, the squelching noises of your sopping cunt only fuelling him on. “who’s making you feel this good, baby?”

there’s tears that linger at your waterline, struggling to even get out a coherent sentence when you’re babbling incomplete sentences and nanami smiles at the drool leaving the corners of your mouth. “you— you a-are— oh my god!”

“rub your clit for me, doll,” nanami whispers out, already feeling his orgasm approaching from how snug you were around him, and the feeling of your fingers massaging languid circles into your clit makes him grunt, and soon after that nanami cums with a loud moan, so vulnerable in that moment that his deep voice goes up a pitch as he releases in you, hot cum spilling into your womb.

you mewl from the feeling but you’re left empty when he removes his cock and dips down to latch his mouth onto your clit, shoving his fingers into your gaping hole to keep you filled. nanami sucks on your bundle of nerves until you cum with a cry of his name, toes curling on his shoulder as your slick drips down his hand. “messy, messy baby,” nanami grins, popping his fingers into his mouth before he spreads your pussy, seeing the mixture of your cum and his leak out, “let’s get you cleaned up, hm?”

✶ TOJI

toji is an all rounded sugar daddy!!! boyfriend.. not so much he is a man who values work and does it well but he gets engrossed in it too much

preferences for a sugar baby vary bc theres a lot of factors involved. it’s not just one thing that he feels will dictate if he likes you as a sugar baby or not but the one important thing he doesnt like is when you dont pull your weight? if that makes sense

like not knowing what you want in life is perfectly fine but if youre just sitting on your ass and expecting money to come in it’s irksome to him, especially when hes worked his ass off to get to where he is today

he also likes it if you have a smart, snarky mouth. it amuses him seeing you flip the finger at him or tell some worker in his company off for commenting on your skimpy outfit

you two met in university. when he was younger he used to work as a professor, but now bc hes the CEO of a big company, he’s only able to handle adjunct jobs

basically he helped you out of a shitty house and stress from not having enough money, that causes you not to do your best in classes and he’s so glad he took a chance on you because he’s never seen you so bright before in class. but he couldnt stay much after taking over a CEO position, so he left in the middle of your second year

pleasantly surprised when he gets an email one day thanking him for the stuff he did for you, offers u a job at his company and from then on he says how he’d like to take care of you despite you finishing school

it also starts out as transactional but one day youre asking to meet in his office to ask why youre getting special treatment and youre telling him it’s not necessary when youre working for him now. “nonsense. i want to take care of you.”

his feelings slipped on a late night when he was working overtime and you stayed up too in order to see toji. you wouldnt admit to yourself but you liked him too. a little more than your usual crush bc ohhh lord have you seen his physique

and he comes out to see you still working and comes to annoy you and just gives you a fat stack of money out of nowhere??? hes bad with words ok

he says i mean it and waits for you to make the first move, but you dont and hes leaning forward to give you a soft kiss. ppl were confused as to why the lights of an office were still on at 3am while you were making out needily on his desk and he pulls insane orgasm after orgasm from you that day

hes a doting man, softened by the years of ageing but he works too much. it’s all he ever knows when you’re on his office couch begging him to go home.

will usually buy in lunch bc hes lazy to get it but sometimes youll cook and bring it to him too.

loves to treat you randomly, but theyre always gifts that you’re confused about bc he hasnt bought a gift for a woman in years so the first time he gifts you an air fryer (not sure why i have an obsession w/ air fryers lately) youre like ???? wtf am i supposed to do with this

and he tells you it’s u have easy access to lunch or dinner without leaving your dorms and youre like “honey i graduated already???” and he’s like oh. oh yea

poor guy did this to himself bc hes so deep in work so he doesnt see you often. he probsbly got mixed up with the days where he would meet you in between meetings and he just was there to accompany you on ur study sesh. he liked watching you study, and it would take a while for him to admit he’s actually liked you way before he offered you a job

toji gets better with giving gifts i swear. and he does it, he lovesss to order things and make the delivery man walk up to your desk with a dior box full of clothing

but sometimes he wishes he could do something more meaningful. he likes to give you SIMPLE handmade gifts. sometimes he gets so frustrated bc his fingers r so big so theyre usually easy to complete things. they’re not like of milestones or memories or photos though, more of silly things like paper rings or a paper fortune teller.

writes. a lot, more than geto. he writes more than makes gifts, and his handwriting is so messy sometimes you dont know what hes saying, but he finds that words on paper is much easier for him than voicing it out (this makes me want to write this me thinks)

so you spend a whole afternoon trying to make out what he’s saying like a detective and when sleep catches up to you he can only smile at your deciphering questions like u were trying to solve a cipher and writes you almost got this line right lolol

looks really good in suits but needs to go shopping often bc sometimes he works out too hard and his shoulders grow again at this point he should continually donate his blazers to thrift stores

sometimes he gives them to you as a jacket of some sort and he tries not to twitch from how small u look in them. the attraction goes both ways, and he wants to cuddle you up and also fuck you silly in it

always wearing that tight shirt of his that never rlly fits him. kinda mediocre and repetitive fit — he’s not exactly interested in fashion

loves to treat you to things. loves to spoil you and see you wearing the things he bought for you, but theyre more casual clothes that he spoils you with. man likes one (1) dress and he’s hoping you wear that dress of the rest of your life lol

toji buys you lingerie just to rip it. i swear :/ youre like that was the last one on the rack!!!! and hes just “ill just commission the designer to make another” like you can do that

and he says im actually not sure. oh speaking of commissions he loves to pay for custom pieces or clothing for you. he knows what he wants for you, and he backs off if you dont like it but seeing something he envisioned on your beautiful body — he just loves it

i said at the start that toji’s not that much of a boyfriend but he tries a lot. you can see he’s trying his best to make time for you in between work but it just. doesnt happen unfortunately. he works on the weekends too so sometimes your dates are compromised

youve thought before if it were to return to it being a platonic arrangement but it hurts your heart to think of that after everything youve been through. but this has been a recurring thing that’s been happening, brought up frequently in arguments as well

it was when he had a business trip on the week of your anniversary that the nail finally hit and youre bringing it up again and he knew he couldnt escape it this time bc you were close to crying when usually you dont. does this shit mean nothing to you? did you offer to pay everything for me just to throw me to the side like you always do?

the moment you see he has nothing to say bc he knows it’s true, youre leaving to get some air and it’s the first time he really understands that he wants to keep you for life that he’s making arrangements to give everyone a raise so theyd work better. and then hes taking time off work for a week

he’s still waiting worriedly for you late at night and your friend just gives toji an unimpressed look and gives you to him, breath laced with alcohol and obvious tear stains on your cheeks and he wants to die bc he was the cause of that

he feels so guilty but for now he kisses your forehead and gets you into a clean set of clothes before laying beside you to hug you close to him. in the morning youre hungover and feel like shit and youre letting toji pat your back and giving you a warm cup of water until you’re going arent you supposed to be at work????? and your boyfriend sighs and brings you into his lap, apologising into your neck as he hugs you

toji admits he hasnt been the best and is willing to do whatever it takes for you to be convinced again and you just stay like that, exchanging slow kisses and a warm embrace, unaware that there’s already an idea of putting a ring on you in toji’s mind

n*sfw hc’s below

toji loves your pussy !!!! ohh my god after that whole situation youve had more opportunities now. he had eaten you out before in his office, fucked you there but was always threatened by time. not that he cared but hes had enough of clients backing out on him so you suggested he go into meetings earlier

it came to bite you back in the ass cause you end up being horny for him multiple times and youve only able to bribe him out of meetings successfully like three times

loves any part of your body on his cock. making out? give him a handjob. eating dinner? play footsies with him and use ur feet to massage his dick. in a meeting? BLOW HIM !!!!!

another one who loves to cum on your face, but sometimes he likes to cum on your chest and tits and when you grab his cock to smother the cum on you >>>>>

he was surprised the first time you crawled under his table a minute before his meeting started and he already knew what you had in mind. he was clearly excited, getting hard almost instantly and had to mask the redness on his face with a hand

toji coughs when you first unbuckle his pants and he’s listening in to a coworker pitch a business idea, trying to keep his composure when your mouth first encloses around his tip. and u have the gall to giggle omg? he cums so hard that time he realises hes the only one left in the zoom meeting after and the other made sure to teach you a lesson after, fucking you until everything on his desk ended up on the floor. he’d have to call the company contractor to cover up the scratch marks on the floor ehehe

obsessed with how much bigger he is compared to you, always towering over your person and he has to resist manhandling you when you place an innocent hand on his forearm and ask him a question

LOVES to send you dick pics. and his are the ones where he actually knows how to pose, like palming his bulge in sweatpants when hes home and youre not

takes a pic of his actual dick under the table at work and alludes to the time you gave him a bj

his pictures are actually SO hot that youre immediately calling him up just to talk to him

you always end up getting off yourself too though, the raspy voice comin from your phone enough to make you cum

before, exchanging lewd messages and pics were a norm but now if he needs you he’s asking his driver to drive you back to his house STAT. bro needs to be in you asap

he once left an event where he was supposed to be presented with some award just bc you sent a very lovely pic of you in the dark green lingerie you bought on his black card

he fucked you so well that night you knocked out immediately and he had to clean you up, all lovestruck and soft

leans into the ‘daddy’ thing pretty okay, but hes okay if you dont use it either

agrees to be in suggestive tiktoks where they show off their man only to do something totally inappropriate so now that vid is kept in your priv collection bc it ended up being extended and became a vid of you holding your front camera up to your face with tongue lolled out and profanities leaving your mouth

he takes the phone later from you to film how his cock moves in and out of you yyuuuummm he loves it

like gojo, loves to video you because sometimes he goes on long business trips and he needs to have something to jerk off to

his favourite is when you’re on your back and he’s filming your pussy taking his fat cock, folds spreading so nicely while his cum from earlier forms a white ring around the base of his cock oh god he watches that over and over

also loves cumming in you but more of the thought of marking you compared to knocking you up

cockwarming aahhahsddj it’s one of his other favourite things to do, hiking your skirt and tears your pantyhose, sinking you down on his aching length and he just loves the wrap of your pussy around him. trust me he’s trying not to thrust up into you but youre breaking down easily and he hisses every time you shift just a little

warnings for drabble: cockwarming, daddy kink, semi-public sex (toji’s on a call and the person on the line hears), riding, clit stimulation, calls you ‘slut’, unprotected sex, creampie / breeding kink

“c’mon, tojiii, just for a while?” you pout, tugging on his arm with big doe eyes, smiling to yourself when he just sighs and mutters out a fine.

toji can’t help but smile either way, receiving the peck on your cheek with heated cheeks, but now he smiles wholeheartedly, his hard cock buried in you while you struggle not to move. there’s wireless buds in his ears, stuck in the middle of a meeting while your face is hidden in his neck, soft pants leaving your mouth.

you’re thankful the camera isn’t on at least, but you’re still at risk with the small sounds you make, trying to focus on anything but the pulsing large cock in you. you already regret asking for this when you knew he had a meeting coming up with the thought of making him crave for you. instead it happens the other way around, you begging him to move with your hips while he calmly puts his hands on them, rubbing circles into your back like it helped.

but you don’t care, not when you’re filled to the brim like this and you can’t move, so slowly you start to roll your hips, grinding onto his pelvis and you can hear toji exhale shakily, voice still firm as he agrees ro the budget the client proposed. his hand holds the back of your neck and pulls you from the embrace, setting his eyes on you with a warning but you only can shrug, lifting your hips before dropping down on his cock.

“angel…” he mutes the microphone, the man droning on about numbers and profits making his head spin when his pretty girl was deliberately ignoring his warnings, but he couldn’t blame you with how your hot, tight pussy felt around him. toji assumed his plea of that simple name he liked to call you was enough, but when he unmutes his mic, you’re pulling one side of his earbuds off, mouth close to his ears.

“please, daddy…” you mumble, still bouncing on his thick cock. by now you’ve been cockwarming him for an hour, cunt slick with juices that it drips down his balls and onto the office chair, the movement of your hips only highlighting the lewd, sopping sounds of your pussy. there’s no doubt the other man hears what’s going on but you only press on, the chair creaking below the both of you as you ride him. toji’s trying so hard not to groan himself, throat tight and uncomfortable.

“let him hear,” you whimper out, a hand reaching down to rub your clit and toji grunts at the thought of it, of you knowing you belong to him, “wan’ him to know how good my daddy makes me f-feel, mmf—”

and so he listens to you once you say that, wrapping both arms tightly around you before his hips also meet yours, your juices spurting and spilling all over from how wet you were. your moans get louder in his office while he bullies his thick cock into you, tip kissing your spots so deliciously that you can only manage one word pleas. you sink easily into him after a while before he takes the lead, fucking up into you with the sounds of his balls hitting the fat of your ass.

“my pussy’s so warm and tight. ya likin’ this huh? you little slut,” toji grins, loving how he can feel your nipples through your work attire and the stretch of your pussy on him and the shock on the other’s face. if anything, you both knew how much he wished the camera was on on toji’s side.

“y—yeah, love it s’much! gonna cum, toji—”

toji only hums, capturing your lips in a kiss and effectively swallowing your whimpers as he thrusts deeper into you, “pretty girl’s gonna cum?”

“y-yeah daddy…” he feels you nod and mumble, hands massaging your sides before he feels your pussy clench around him and you cum with trembling thighs and a lax jaw. the way you look and feel also has toji grunting out with stuttering hips and he shoots his load deep in you, sending you into a blissful, dazed state as he spills his white liquid deep down your cunt.

with a shiver, you’re catching your breath before feeling his cum spill out of you, blobs of white pooling at the hilt as you swipe a finger at it to pop it in your mouth, exchanging a grin with toji before he starts a pace again, call long forgotten and a transfer at the tip of his fingers to keep his loyal client’s mouth shut.

ty for the request muaahahahah @moonjella

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peachsayshi · 9 months

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peach u should absolutely 100% share that nanami thought

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ sugar daddy!nanami x babysitter!fem reader ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ minors/ageless/blank blogs dni (this blog is 20+ of follows)

➳ tags: single dad nanami; porn with little plot; nipple play; pussy drunk nanamin; oral (female receiving); overstimulation; squirting; mentions of cum; dirty talk ➳ n: don't ask about my mental state when I wrote this.

nanami hasn't been intimate with a woman in two and half years. so, of course, he can’t help but be in a constant state of heat when he’s around you in such close quarters. his last relationship was serious enough for him to invest in an engagement ring, but a surprise pregnancy ultimately turned his life upside down. one minute he was ready to start a family, and the next he found himself abandoned by his partner who left him to raise his son all by himself.

nanami didn't have time to process the devastation of that experience with a toddler to worry about. instead, he buried himself in his work and channeled all his focus on raising yuji. he absolutely adored being a father to his bubbly little boy, but he knew that he couldn't keep relying on his parents to take on the extra pressure as he juggled between his very successful career and fatherhood.

you were a part time babysitter, but a godsend to nanami.

hiring you proved to be the best kind of luxury he could afford, and the man was finally able to acknowledge that he was spreading himself far too thin. with you around, he managed to catch his breath for the first time in two years and the cherry on top was that yuji absolutely adored you.

of course, the arrangement worked out both ways.

you were strapped for cash after paying off your loans, and with the cost of living skyrocketing in the last couple of years, you knew you needed to take on a second job just to make ends meet. not only was nanami the sweetest employer, but he offered you a very generous salary.

the man isn't shy to admit that you brought a little light back into his life, as well as some peace and much needed quiet.

he found himself having more alone time during the weekends, especially on saturdays when yuji would stay by his grandparents and you were off from work.

that's when it dawned on him just how lonely he'd been all these years. he shouldn’t have been surprised that his dormant sexual appetite emerged once you came into the picture, and that he regularly began touching himself with the thought of fucking you in every position imaginable.

after one of his solo sessions, when your name escaped him in a broken grunt as he came all over his palm, a bold proposition crossed his mind…

…you've been doing such an amazing job with yuji, why not help fulfill his needs to?

he knew how much this could backfire if things turned sour, but nanami was also aware of your financial circumstances and decided that the risk was worth taking.

he treated the conversation professionally; along with a monthly salary, he offered to cover any and all of your expenses in exchange for you quitting your job and working exclusively for him.

he had "new terms" in regards to your position. you would continue taking care of yuji as usual, but every saturday would be dedicated to having scheduled "dates" with nanami. he was expecting a companionship, preferably one that was physical, but he wasn’t going to force you with anything you were uncomfortable with. you were to join him on any work or family trips, but he reassured you that you were allowed to take any personal breaks and holidays as you saw fit. he would be flexible with you just as long as you stick to the demands of the contract he drafted.

“can I think about it?” you asked him a little breathlessly, your cheeks scorching hot as you clenched your thighs tightly together in your seat.

“take whatever time you need,” he politely replied. “I want you to think it through”

- ♡ -

this pretty cupless corset top with the matching lace thong is the most expensive present you’ve ever received. the detail on the set itself is stunning, molding around your body like a piece of art. your skin is the canvas beneath the see through material, showing off the printed panels and lacy embroidered detailing.

nanami handed you the present just the night before as he walked you out the door.

“wear this tomorrow,” he whispered in your ear, smirking with amusement and anticipation.

you feel so exposed with your tits exposed out like this, hard nipples poking against the air as you watch your employer wrap his mouth over one of the tender buds.

you hiss as he swipes his tongue along the peak, nipping at the tip with his teeth before sucking gently. your thighs were still trembling from the orgasm he just delivered from this act alone, and you can feel your arousal stick to your inner thighs as it soaked through your underwear.

“ah-ah!” you whine, your lashes fluttering close as you arch your hips lightly against his pelvis. “nanami-san…”

it’s strange hearing yourself call out his name this way, the tone unfamiliar and foreign to your ears.

those strong, beautiful hands leave your waist and travel to your breasts. nanami squeezes your tits and drags his thumbs over the taut peaks as he places a kiss along the boning of your corset.

“I'd rather be inside you, but I haven’t tasted pussy in ages…” he admits shyly against your ribs, his mouth traveling further down to the space between your legs.

your thighs nearly snap close, but he sternly pinches your nipples to keep them spread.

“Such a pretty thing, I bet you taste like heaven ...” he contemplates, nuzzling his nose into your clothed crotch and breathing in the scent of your arousal. he swipes his tongue over the soaked material, his brown eyes turning hazy as he glances up at you from between your legs, "mmm, you really fucking do..."

your spine quivers from the vibration of his deep voice, and his vulgar choice of words. nanami releases his hands from your chest and proceeds to tug your underwear to the side while keeping one thigh nice and open for him.

he licks his lips at the dewy wet mess and groans.

"fuck, I could cum just looking you."

he places featherlight kisses over your clit, one after the other, until you sigh dreamily as your head fall backs against the pillow. he keeps you spread while his tongue massages over the sensitive button and parts your folds. he slurps, nips, and kisses to his heart's content - the tension knitting the front of his brows together from how your pussy intoxicates him.

he draws out another orgasm, his hand kneading your shaking thigh as your essence coats the lower have of his face. he can feel himself leaking through his boxers, so he ruts against the mattress to give himself some relief.

he moves to focus on just your clit, making noises as he lewdly sucks on the bud. his other hand finds your dripping hole, and he manages to slip two fingers inside with ease. he brushes his digits upward, the pads stroking over your gummy walls and turning your sensual moans into desperate little whimpers.

the pressure is unbearable; the tight coil around abandon an ache that you can't even stand. your hand threads between his golden strands, your manicured nails digging into his scalp which eggs him on even further. your eyes roll to the back of your head, your jaw goes slack when he touches just the right spot that has tears of relief falling down your cheeks.

your body spasms when your third orgasm trickles through you in an eruption, a gush squirting from between your legs and painting nanami's hand, forearm and neck.

"good girl," he grunts as he peppers kisses over your pubis and along your hip.

you're trembling as you readjust your position to sit up again. nanami finally shifts his body to sit upright, his knees on either side of your thighs. he pulls his dick out of his boxers and starts stroking his thick, veiny cock. you're panting to catch your breath, mouth slightly dry at the sight of the bulbous head.

"s-shit, I can't h-hold off any longer," he admits with a shaky voice, his heavy eyes locking on yours as he continues jacking off. "gonna have to cum on those beautiful tits, darling..."

you sheepishly reach one hand to tweak at your nipple to provoke him, "do whatever you want with me, I'm yours."

your sensual delivery tips him over the edge and with just a couple more strokes, he finally reaches his climax and shoots white ropes all over your chest.

you crawl up his body as he comes down from his high, wrapping your arms around his neck and pressing your tainted chest against his own strong torso. you brush your finger over his undercut, leaving a kiss along his jaw before murmuring against his lip: "was that good for you, nanami san?"

he grins as he reaches to grip the flesh of your rear, his lips closing the gap of space where he steals a messy, open mouthed kiss. "better than I expected, " he reassures as he nips at your bottom lip, careful not to confess that he's pined for this moment night after night.

#peach queues.🧡#nanami x reader #nanami x you #nanami x female reader #nanami kento x reader #nanami kento x you #sugar daddy nanami #I can't stop thinking about this concept

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yujiwifeyy · 1 year

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first date with them (jjk men)

warnings : casino

an : tysm for showing sm love on last post🥹 + this is a gn fluff!

YUJI

• take care of him bc he might just die from excitement!

• prolly started making fake scenarios a week ago from ur date

• everything is sooo organised

• hands holding all day!!

• he’ll probably pay for everything so don’t worry just sit back and relax the date with the love of ur life

• his ideal date is going to an amusement park so hold tight girl ur golden retriever boyfriend will probably drag u to every ride

• but if the idea of amusement park is not for you then also don’t worry he got ur back! he’ll probably take you to bowling

• and if he sees that you’re losing to him at bowling then boy will literally make himself lose on purpose just to see you jump around while being happy

• after doing these activities during the day , at night you guys will probably go to stargazing while having a deep convo about your future and dreams and he’ll realise just how much you mean to him

• in general , he will try to make you the happiest girl! ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

TOJI

• after years of just roaming around here n there he definitely found some underrated and hidden place so he’ll take you there

• you were a bit uneasy about where you guys were going but after entering this street all ur worries vanished away

• this street looked so vintage but cute and peaceful at the same time. there wasn’t much people but everyone looked so elegant. it was just like the movies it definitely looked like heaven on earth

• he smiled at your reaction and lead you to a really adorable cafe. it was filled with adorable posters and the design was just sooo elegant!

• you looked at him with a surprised face "i never knew you were into this stuff" you asked him while pointing at all those adorable items in the cafe "it was for you dummy i thought you would like it" he said with a gentle flick on your forehead

• you guys enjoyed your lunch at this cafe and when the sun was setting down and it was evening ur boyfriend decided to take you to another hidden gem!

• he took you to a really peaceful beach where there was surprisingly no one

• you guys walked around the beach and talk about alot of stuff until he just picked u up and took you in the water

• don’t worry you’re not going to drown he’s holding you tightly this man got you at all cost!

• u both played alot there until you were a mess that’s when he decided to enjoy the nightlife with you like wild teens

• walking around at night while holding hands , trying out new stuff that you never imagined you would , going to the highest building to enjoy the view of the night. well this man got it all

• you were at at the roop of this really high building and was staring at the moon while being in the arms of your boyfriend until he decided to break the silence with ‘the moon is beautiful isn’t it’ (it’s a japanese phrase for ily) ( ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ )

NANAMI

• sugar daddy mood on!

• tonight your rich af boyfriend will take you to the lavishest restaurant of the town

• oh you’re an introvert? don’t worry bby tonight your boyfriend booked the whole restaurant just for you two!

• he put his phone on silent mode because he doesn’t want anyone disturbing him when he’s with his baby

• with the least disturbance you guys started your dinner and was having the time of your life

• after dinner , as you guys were vips the restaurant booked you guys an entire movie theatre (yes , tonight you’re y/n bbyyy)

• you guys started watching this really cute romance comedy movie but when you were looking at the screen and laughing he was looking at you and smiling

• after the movie , your boyfriend knew you had an pathetic week so he booked you a really relaxing spa!

• you two entered this room where there was alllll the asmr equipment with a relaxing music playing

• you guys enjoyed the relaxing massage which just felt like heaven

• when you guys were done with all the activities and he was driving you home you fell asleep in the car and when he noticed he smiled and just hoped that he made you happy because you really hold a special place in his heart! ˃̵ᴗ˂̵

GETO

• honestly , he was a bit confused about what to do and was afraid if he could make you happy until he remembered that once you mentioned you wanted to go an aquarium so he decided to take his baby to the biggest aquarium of the world!

• you guys went inside the aquarium and you were more than happy and he was happy by it. you guys clicked sooo many cute pics there and had some snacks here n there

• then he wanted to do something fun so he thought a karaoke would be a perfect option. he took you to a really cute karaoke centre!

• y’all had so much fun there bc geto kept making sooo many silly yet funny mistakes and a few minutes later you found out that you guys didn’t closed the door properly and everyone probably heard your laughs , voice cracks and failed high notes T_T

• after all these , geto kept saying that he has a surprise for you and you found out about it when he lead you to a cat cafe! it was super cute and you had sm fun playing with cats while having ur food

• in conclusion, a date with him will be vv cute and you guys will make sooo many memories that you’ll probably laugh about later + you’ll see his silly , goofy and soft side more which only you can pull out! ( ˶ˆ꒳ˆ˵ ) ♡

GOJO

• a date with gojo and there’s nothing risky? uhh you’re with the wrong person

• he picked you up at 7 and you had no idea where you guys are going to. you tried asking him but he just shushed u until you saw a cruise and looked at him with a confused expression but he just smiled at you and got out of the car to open the door for you (we love a gentleman) and lead you to the cruise and oh god it’s a huuuuuuge cruise

• you guys entered the cruise and decided to have dinner first so he lead you to the dinner section and heck yeah it was bougie af

• y’all had dinner and started walking around the cruise and was having fun talking to all these famous and rich people as gojo’s gf until you saw all these elegant people being occupied with something you wonder what the matter is so you decided to ask him ‘babe what are all these people doing’ he smiled at your innocence and got down to your level and whisper ‘by any chance are you into casino bby’ he asked you while smiling but you just wasn’t getting whatever he saying.

• so he decided to show you instead. he lead you to an area where you could see alot of people and yes ofcourse they were playing casino and your boyfriend decided to dive in and put 1 million on line before you could ask anything he started playing. you wanted to help him win but nope , you didn’t know shit so you just keep watching him until you saw that this mf won 1.5 million!!

• he got up and hugged you and kissed the money and ofcourse you! you couldn’t process what’s going on until he pulled you into a kiss and asked you ‘do you still wanna be in this cruise bby or yk i have smh else in mind’ you were confused by his question until you guys left the cruise when it stopped and roamed all around the town

• from bougie to cheap places you guys went thru all of em. he showered you with so much money like boy literally bought you diamond ring , necklace and a freaking dress! he love spoiling his baby

• watch him having only 120k by the morning T_T

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sednas · 2 years

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𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐄, 𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘

// feeding up my twisted sugar daddy fantasies here with fictional characters since (rich) men scare the shit out of me irl \\

⠀ૈ☆ ft. sugardaddy!gojo, sukuna, toji, nanami, geto x gn!reader

⠀ૈ☆ tw: sugar daddy theme, smut, alcohol, 'slut' used once, dumbification

𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎

pretty boy is in the fashion and/or cinema industry for sure

he loves to show you off during every events he has to attend to

he always has fun when you're by his side, teasing you the whole night or sending wide grin to every person who stares at him with jealousy

he's also slightly obsessed with you and your body

he loves to give you compliments, sometimes it's highly inappropriate tho

like the one time he growled "damn your ass is going to be the death of me" in his workplace, in a room full of people.

he's shameless

and like I said, he's obsessed, cornering you against a wall, whispering in your ear in a velvet voice only to make you shiver and smirking like a college boy when he succeeds in making you flustered

he takes you on vacation every chance he gets, he's honestly looking for an excuse to have you all for himself during at least one month

he wants you to fully depend on him, he will find every excuse to make you drop out college or quit your job

you don't need to make money, you have him

and you don't need to think when you make such a perfect cock sleeve

well, that escalated quickly isn't it?

gojo loves to tease you in public, it's when you're surrounded by pretentious people during a party that he's the most active

he gets you all wet and flustered just with his words and mindlessly plays with your hair for the rest of the night

sometimes he manages to control himself for the whole event, keeping his hands on him and only winking at you a few times

but, he doesn't most of the time.

the party barely even started that he has you already spread up against the shiny sink of the bathroom.

"shhh don't make a noise pretty, or they will hear you..." he whispered against your ear, grabbing your neck to lift your head so you could look at him in the mirror.

you felt him moving his hips, fucking you slowly from behind, dragging his dick inside of you so you could feel every inch of him. your hair was falling everywhere on your face, contrasting with how they were perfectly arranged back when the party started. but oh he loved the sight, seeing you absolutely ruined because of him. you whimpered weakly, trying to push yourself on his cock, hoping to make him move faster.

"patience baby, we've got all night." he cooed, making sure to slam his hips harshly against your ass at the end of his sentence just before going back to his agonizingly slow pace.

𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀

he is the boss of a big chain of tattoo and piercing stores

he's not that busy but he still pretends to be too occupied to spend time with you

he wants you needy and desperate so he waits until you're basically begging on your knees to have some attention

toxic piece of shit

even if sometimes he doesn't text you for a whole week he always makes sure to send you gifts

you receive your favorite flowers, stuffed animals, gorgeous clothes or... toys

have you already forgotten who we are talking about?

a pink vibrator packed in a pretty box with a little card where it's written "wait for me to try it (:"

isn't that sweet?

he likes to give you unexpected visits in the middle of the night, having the spare keys to the apartment he bought for you

you slowly woke up, feeling hands on your waist and a mouth placing wet kisses against your neck.

"hey, don't move." you immediately melted against his chest, hearing his deep voice behind your back, sending shivers down your whole body. he kept kissing your skin, sometimes biting it to leave a mark and licking it right after to ease the pain. he moved a little closer, to purposefully make you feel his hard boner against your ass, growling in a low voice when he felt you rubbing yourself against him.

"I said, don't move." he reached for something in of the drawer, and you began to squirm when you heard a familiar sound. holding you in place, he put the vibrator between your legs, causing you to immediately shake against him. he laughed at your reaction, holding your hip firmly with his other hand.

"you're so cute. let's see how long you can hold it."

𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎

he would be a psychiatrist/doctor (oh the irony 💀)

you have him wrapped around your finger and he doesn't even care showing it

he lives for your touch and melts when you caress his black hair

he takes you to a lot of restaurants where the food is deliciously expensive just because he genuinely enjoys your conversation

he's extremely careful to your needs, he buys whatever you want before you can even ask for it

he's extremely busy but he still manages to spend a lot of time with you (fuck you sukuna you should be ashamed of yourself)

I already said it but fancy diners are his favorite, getting to see you all pretty just for him and talking and listening to your voice for the whole dinner are his definition of pure bliss

he privatizes an entire building for this kind of date, asking for candles and classical music in the background

you two can observe the city lights while eating, or more precisely, you watch the neon lights of the city while mr simp boy admires your face's features with adoring eyes

alexa play plum nuts by etta james

he doesn't want to have sex with you

wait wait, don't leave! let me rephrase: does he want to have sex with you? yes, absolutely yes

but does he want you to feel forced to have sex with him since he provides you everything you need? no, absolutely no

the first time you two fucked was totally unexpected and almost accidental

his cheeks were red from the alcohol and the arousal as he kissed your inner thighs lovingly, like he was savoring this moment.

"are you sure?" he asked three times for your consent already, at this point you just pushed your hand through his dark locks, bringing his head closer to your sensitive parts while whimpering impatiently.

he smiled a little, kissing your thigh one more time before burying his head between your legs, licking you greedily, keeping your legs spread by grabbing the fat of your thighs in a gentle hold. he was almost the one who made the most noise, going absolutely feral on you, wet sounds echoing in his penthouse while the neon lights of the buzzing city under the building were the only source of light in the room. your hips lifted on his face against your own will, feeling his skilled tongue running down on you.

"you taste really good angel. mind if you come for me?"

𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈

tired ceo of some big company

always so busy but more than happy to have you by his side

he offers you to attend his meetings with him and it always makes him happy to hear you say yes

even tho it's really boring and let's be honest, you understand nothing of what they're saying

you just sit there being pretty, waiting patiently for him to finish

he gets distracted by your pretty face every damn time, stopping mid sentence or making a typo while writing an email

he tends to overwork himself and gets really stressed out sometimes, lucky for him, you're here

seeing you reminds him that he can have a good time once in awhile, so he thinks big and takes you somewhere on a yacht for two or three weeks, drinking fancy drinks somewhere in the caribbean sea

similar to geto, at first he felt a little uncomfortable with the idea of having sex with you

the key words are 'at first'

but how could he resist when you welcomed him so warmly in his office that day

"I don't think it's appropriate to do this here..." you heard him say while you were rubbing your face on his crotch, kissing the buldge that quickly appeared on his pants. you lifted your eyes to look up at him, squeezing your cheek against his thigh, making him slightly twitch. you two exchanged a stare that lasted a few seconds, and the minute after he was undoing his belt himself, effortlessly giving in. there was this glint in your eyes, full of desire for him, and him only, that immediately lighted up a fire deep inside of his chest. a deep grunt echoed in the room when you took him all the way in your mouth, the head of his dick touching the back of your throat.

"fuck yeah just like that..." you felt arousal leaking out of you by hearing his moans, bobbing your head in a slow and teasing pace but taking him deeper every time. you felt his fingers running across your hair, gently lifting your head to look at your face.

"I think someone's coming sweetie. don't make a sound but keep going, you wouldn't want us to get caught now would you?"

𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈

first let's just pretend this man is not canonically broke asf 😭

second, I'm sorry but I can't see him gaining money legally, he's the worst in every way and even sukuna has more morals than him

so, I think he would probably be the leader of the biggest gang of the country or something like that

keep you out of his business in order to protect you

like sukuna he will leave you touch starved and aching for more so you're all obedient and submissive just how he likes it

he sends you clothes he thinks would look stunning on you but acts indifferent when you wear them

he loves to show you off during parties, keeping you extremely close and making sure everyone gets the hint that you're his by firmly grabbing your ass with his big hand

he probably already had someone killed because they looked at you a little too intensively

yeah he's that jealous

he offered you a collar/chain/bracelet with his name on it and he absolutely loves seeing it shine on your skin

he takes you with him on vacation whenever he wants to, but he mostly does it when one of you is feeling particularly stressed and/or anxious

he likes to fuck the stress out of you too <3

"that's right, take my cock like a good little slut..." his deep voice made you heart beat faster, feeling his chest pushing your body against the cold material of the kitchen counter, harshly grabbing your waist with rough hands to control your body like you were nothing but a ragdoll. considering his strength you were. while ramming into you, he grabbed a handful of your hair to expose your neck and giving it rough bites. you felt trapped, caught between him and the counter, your body jolting under the force of his thrusts, you felt all of your strength leaving you. this sensation was accentuated when his hand reached down your body, giving you pleasure while shoving his fat cock inside your tiny hole. your eyes crossed, completely overwhelmed by the pleasure you were feeling. he smiled at your dumb expression, tightening his grip around your waist and your hair.

"you're so cute... you're doing good sweetheart turn off that little brain of yours, you don't need to think, all you have to do is take my cock."

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╰┈➤ Let's Go into Overtime

➜ Synopsis: You, a broke college student, weren't satisfied with the hours that your job was giving you. Seeing that you needed another way to pay your tuition on time, you decided to look for some other options and found the best one.

➜ Pairings: Sugar daddy!Kento Nanami x fem!college student!reader

➜ This Fic Contains the Following: modern AU, sugar daddy and baby relationship, age gap (reader is in her early 20s, Nanami is in his late 20s), unprotected sex, minor alcohol usage but both parties are still aware of what they're doing, Nanami is a little soft here, possibly ooc Nanami, oc of mine is a friend of reader, a bit of unrequited love from reader's side

➜ WC: 1,352

➜ Note: for the sugar daddy collab by my bestie @sleepysnk! i haven't written for nanami in forever so i apologize for him seeming off (y'all know the obligatory from me by now lmao) ;w;. despite kinda struggling on this one a bit, i hope i did my hubby justice~

➜ Song as Inspiration: Overtime - Jessie Ware

You felt your breath hitch as you felt him kiss and nip at your neck. Already feeling buzzed from the drinks you two shared earlier and this rush of excitement that you haven’t felt in forever, you couldn’t even remember the last time someone made you feel this way. The thought of it making your knees weak as he gently laid you down on the bed.

As for how and why this was happening, your mind began to wander back to the days leading up to this arrangement.

—

‘Good start to my morning’, you thought sarcastically as you plopped down onto your couch, letting out a long sigh.

When you checked the mail this morning, you thought it would be the typical mail you got almost everyday. What you found was a letter from the college you attended, and you didn’t think much of it… that was until you opened it and read what was inside.

It was the last thing you could’ve imagined and also dreaded: your tuition bill.

You gulped and began to sweat as you read the letter over and over, hoping that your eyes were playing tricks on you and that it was all in your head. But no, this was reality. And there was one problem: you didn’t have enough money to pay for said bill.

As you sank into the couch more, you dropped the letter and began rubbing your temples with your fingertips, as if you were feeling a headache about to happen. How the hell were you gonna pay this off? You used the majority of your savings to pay off utilities and to put food on the table. It wasn’t easy due to the fact that you lived alone but you managed. But with this bomb dropped on you, you felt that your time was starting to run out.

You sighed again, unsure of how you were going to do this, you were already in debt as it is! And so, you called a friend of yours for advice, in which she agreed to come over.

—

“Why not just get yourself a sugar daddy?” Your friend Hoshiko asked, giggling at the spit take you just did. You really wished you weren’t drinking at that moment as you began to cough, not expecting such a question.

“Are you serious?” You wheezed out, trying to breathe. Meanwhile Hoshi just giggled at the scene happening in front of her.

“Yeah! I know someone who has a sugar daddy and it worked out perfectly for her! I’m telling you, you should at least try it out and see how it goes!” She said, patting you on the back.

“I dunno, Hoshi… I feel like this is gonna be a bad idea,” you add, unsure about this. “What if it doesn’t work out?”

Hoshi pats you on the back, “Well, you can at least say that you tried, right?” She asked before playfully nudging you.

With that final push, you decided to try out the dating app specifically catered to sugar daddies that she introduced to you. It took some time to find the right man, but it seemed so difficult at first. You just couldn’t see yourself dating whatever man the app would recommend you.

And that was when you met him. He was a salaryman who appeared to simply never dream of labor but was still looking for someone to spend his extra earnings on and take as a plus one to events that he was most likely dragged to.

He was a serious, no nonsense man when you first met and yet he intrigued you like no other. He eventually let his guard down around you once he became more comfortable around you.

The best part? He was better than the college jocks that you hooked up with in the past. You began to think that all you needed was an older man to take care of you. And take care of you he did indeed. He brought you everything you could ever desire, he helped you pay for your bills, he did anything for you… but not without a price of course.

For every time you needed his help, you would pay him back in full with pleasure. This was no issue for you, but every now and then you couldn’t help but feel a tad insecure. You would always get a nagging feeling in your head, that feeling being that you were starting to fall in love. And that aches you knowing that he would see you as nothing more than his sugar baby. But that still never stopped you from fantasizing about him officially being yours in your alone time. It was something you craved more than the finest jewels and designer clothing that he brought you.

You felt yourself come back to reality after feeling his lips kiss at your neck. The kisses would soon turn to him licking and nipping at your neck, before those nips would turn to bites. You felt like you were in heaven.

“Is this okay?” You felt him whisper in your ear. You felt flustered at his care for you, always seeming to put your pleasure before his despite his being repayment for you needing his money.

Nevertheless you nodded, hearing him chuckle into your skin as he left one more love bite on you. Your breath then hitched, feeling his warm tongue along your neck. It made you relax under him, his body seeming to cover yours.

After spending time with you over the months, it was like he knew your body better than yourself. Maybe this should’ve scared you but at the same time it turned you on, this was much better than your previous hookups. So much better.

“It’ll be alright, don’t worry,” he reassured you, this not being his first time doing so during your private time together. Usually you wouldn’t start tearing up until you were overstimulated, but this was different. His touches, reassurances, and kisses made you think: what if he was more than just a sugar daddy? What if he was your boyfriend? Your fiance? Maybe even your husband?

The thought of it made you tear up a bit.

Soon enough, you began to feel him thrust into you; deeply but gently. Your legs trembled, feeling him hit your sweet spot with barely any effort. He sure did seem to know your body better than yours.

Your hands were already ready to move on their own, one tangling into his hair and the other lacing your fingers together with his. You never held hands with him before until now, but something about tonight seemed more intimate compared to your previous nights.

If Nanami was surprised, he didn’t express it as he leaned down to kiss you deeply, his pace picking up. The squelching sounds from the both of you sounded so obscene that you felt flustered.

Not too long, his pace began to pick up, making you moan loudly. It was a good thing that there were no neighbors living nearby, otherwise you two would hear a complaint. Not that you and him would even bother to care.

“Ken… I’m close,” you moaned out, your hips deciding to move on their own to gain your release. This made him chuckle.

“Go on, baby. Let go for me,” he said to you, before kissing you again.

The kiss was enough to have you cream for him all over his cock, making you let out a loud moan in the otherwise quiet room. A few thrusts later, you felt him finish inside you.

As he slowly pulled out and went to get you some towels and water, you began to think. Was it worth the risk to pursue a relationship with him? Despite how it all started? Did he have any feelings for you as you did for him?

When he came back to clean you up, you smiled to yourself when he wasn’t looking. Even if he didn’t return your feelings, this relationship you had now could at least be the next best thing.

You could live with that.

#candy uploads 🍭#jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #kento nanami #kento nanami x reader #nanami kento #nanami kento x reader #nanami x reader #lemon pastries 🥐#SugarDaddyCollab

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writerscafehub · 6 months

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𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑❜𝐒 𝐂𝐀𝐅𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

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ALL WORKS ARE FOR THOSE 18+ ONLY.

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By ☽ @moonlight-prose ☾

𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐒 | steve grant

in a small shop overflowing with piles of books, steven grant meets you. someone who fancies romance even more than him. someone he could see himself falling for. yet when life drags you together and you're tested with the reality of loving not only one man, but two, you find that some stories are better kept secret. and that the moon offers more than meets the eye.

By ★ Jen ★ @jen-with-a-pen

𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐏 - 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎 | Art Student!Frat Brother!Steve Rogers

The start of the week that changed everything. Bucky and Sam propose something that Steve shouldn't have agreed to. A good brother is a good brother, though... right?

𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐏 - 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 | Art Student!Frat Brother!Steve Rogers

Steve already feels like a fish out of water at the gym. An encounter with a girl and Bucky leaves him gasping for air and grasping for what the hell is going on behind Bucky's frat boy facade. At least he gets some sweet relief, some coffee, and some courage, when he see his favorite barista

By ✬ Heather ✬ @astrorogers

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐔𝐓𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 - 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐒 | "the nutcracker" ballet

Do people write fanfic about ballets? I dunno, but I am today so here we go-

By ✵ Selene ✵ @fluffyprettykitty

𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐘 | vampire!sam wilson

childhood friend to forever protector who was your guardian angel truly?

𖥔 𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐎 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐓 | billy russo

By 𖠰 𝐍𝐚𝐭 𖠰 @the-iceni-bitch

𖥔 𝐒𝐄𝐀 𝐅𝐎𝐀𝐌 𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐄 | sea witch!caecelia Brunnhilde x female!reader

being the lover and plaything of the witch queen of the baltic sea is more fulfilling than you ever would have imagined. and she adores displaying you for her court.

𖥔 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐊𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇 | nymph!wanda maximoff x goddess!reader

Your sweet nymph loves to play coy, but you know the chase excites you both. She smells even sweeter than the flowering meadows and the spring sunshine, she is yours.

By 𓆸 Rika 𓆸 @fushic0re

𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐌𝐑 𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐇 | miguel o’hara x filipina reader

“And so, the Grinch’s heart grew three sizes” || in which your grumpy husband thinks it’s feasibly too early to start decorating for Christmas, but knows better than to mess with a Filipina and her decorations.

𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐌-𝐌𝐀𝐒 | sugar daddy!ransom drysdale visual board and blurb

“Breakfast at Tiffany’s and bottles of bubbles. Girls with tattoos who like getting in trouble. Lashes and diamonds, ATM machines, buy myself all of my favorite things.”

𝐀 𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃'𝐒 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐆𝐈𝐅𝐓 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 | satoru gojo, toji fushigoro, ryoment sukuna, and aoi todo

how they are as gift givers (how soon do they shop, do they shop late, etc.)

𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 | steve rogers visual board and blurb

“Snowflake, I catch you tonight. Catch you and keep you on ice, my love. Snowflake, you know you’re the only one. There’s no one like you, so I’m gonna hide you, my sweet.”

𝐀 𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃'𝐒 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐄𝐍𝐀 | satoru gojo, suguru geto, kento nanami, and toji fushigoro x filipina!reader

so, it’s officially the night of december 24, also known as the most important day for filipinos, also known as…..the noche buena incident. time to bring your man home and see if he can survive in a houseful of nosey, all too-happy go-lucky filipinos.

By ☆ Stella ☆ @a-lumos-in-the-nox

𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 | druig x black!female oc

Flower & Druig are relaxing outside in the summer.

𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐌 | neville longbottom x black!female oc

Ruby Morgan is the new Charms Professor at Hogwarts this year. What happens when she gets close to a certain soft and sweet Herbology professor. These two become the talk of the school on just their chemistry alone & their not even together…yet.

By ☁︎☽ Cocoa ☁︎☽ @cocoamoonmalfoy @darksideofthecocoamoon 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 | life’s perfect ache!paul atreides x black!reader

Paul isn’t beating the ‘men are babies when they’re sick’ allegations

✶ 𝐍𝐎 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓, 𝐍𝐎 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 | soft!dark lee bones x black!reader

“You want a revelation, You want to get right, But it's a conversation, I just can't have tonight”

By ⚘ Akane ⚘ @haravath0t

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐒: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐇'𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐙𝐄𝐒 | althaim x reader

the local intelligent but stoic scribe alhaitham is minding his own business in the house of daena. it is only when you partake in some random antics in light of the holiday season that his eyes leave the work on his hands.

𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐁 | 40’s!steve rogers x reader

the holidays are nearing, and he cannot help but feel excited looking for trees with you now that he has a lot more strength than he used to

𝐀 𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃'𝐒 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐀𝐖𝐒 | neuvillette, zhongli, ayato, tartaglia

meeting the in-laws during the holidays…how does that work? (genshin men x Filipina!reader)

𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐁 | 40’s!bucky barnes x reader

the most handsome man in brooklyn is here to take you to the rink.

𝐀 𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃'𝐒 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐄𝐍𝐀 | the forgers

the night of christmas eve has come! are the dishes a pass or fail? ask anya.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐄 | royal au!loki x reader

the prince has his eyes on you in this winter ball, but does he know you're a mere peasant?

By ❥ Courtney ❥ @chasingmidnights

𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝟕: 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐒 | ari levinson

A mad scientist and his wife. What’s that saying, curiosity killed the…

𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝟖: 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐓? | johnny storm

A story of a stalker taking things a little too far.

𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝟗: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐍 | andy barber

A variation of the Headless Horseman.

By ☪︎ Gina ☪︎ @slvttyfied

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒 - 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 | chef!ari levinson x black!reader

Cause baby I can build a castle out of all the bricks they threw at me and every day is like a battle but every night with us is like a dream

#writers cafe boost ☕️♡#writer’s cafe monthly masterlist #☕️ november 2023 ☕️

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kaedeakeshisworld · 2 years

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Husband Nanami Headcanons

cw: established relationship, fluff( it hurts me to read what I wrote like what am I on, anyways), comfort, Nanami is a great listener and cook too, Nanami got peak emotional intelligence, agoraphilia(public sex in washroom), unprotected sex( wrap it before you tap it duh 🤨), sugar daddy vibes (if you squint)

wc: 1158

cs : it is Hubby Nanami Headcanons before he even becomes reader-san’s husband because that man screams hubby vibes in my opinion. If you simp for him, welcome to the acquired taste club boo where these characters have a specific vibe you simply cannot dissociate from them…

gist: Hubby Nanami has been on my mind since the first time I saw him so it was only right to do this. Also, first time writing for him so…yeah.

ps: I better find me a man like this but I know damn well that’s not gonna happen ‘cause he not real and that’s what kills me

Hubby Nanami is head over heels from the very first time you two talked to each other. It’s the beginning of the week and you’re a tad bit late to work. Nevermind, you tell yourself I might as well go to that new place since it’s on the way to work. You were finally going to give a try to this brand new bakery that was getting extremely popular and that your friends had already informed you about. They all had encouraged you to go there as soon as you could and quite early in the morning so that way you could see the broad variety of items they had to sell. That day, you were in a hurry which caused you to accidentally bump someone's shoulder.

Hubby Nanami was going to glare at you and suck his teeth(don't ask me how I know, he would just do it 😂). As soon as he would get a glimpse of your figure and you uttered a heartfelt apology, he would say it is his fault too because he was inattentive 👀.

Hubby Nanami is determined to get someone like you to remain by his side, he cannot physically wait to take you out on dates, meet your parents and eventually see you bear his children. So, he gets your number and in less than a week you're on your first date with him.

Hubby Nanami is a calm and collected man. His Saturdays start with a black cup of coffee with no sugar and he reads for half an hour before doing anything else of his day. You tend to wake up a bit later and he always greets you with a forehead kiss each morning asking you if you slept well. After his quiet alone time, he dances a little with you. This lovely moment does not last for too long because someone’s stomach is clearly upset and demands food. But these precious moments are something you always look forward to.

Hubby Nanami is heavily appreciated by your family. Sometimes for the annual barbecue that is your family tradition, you feel like you're the odd one out. Most of your siblings already have kids, are going to have their first or potentially are on their second if not third. Your parents keep bugging you specifically with this bothersome question " When are you going to give me some grandkids?" You don't know as a matter of fact, you never even thought about dating before meeting your hubby.

Hubby Nanami noticed your uneasiness after bidding goodbye to your family. He will give you the time it takes for you to finally let it out. And by the end of the night you're crying in his arms, he comforts you with his words such as "Do not worry sweetheart, I am here for you. What matters for me the most is your happiness, you do not necessarily need to have kids in order to make your parents proud honey. Only you matter to me."

Hubby Nanami is always there for you. Whether you need a shoulder to lean on, someone to listen to your shitty week or brighten up your day. He lets you know he is keenly listening to you by softly squeezing your upper thigh, caressing your hand or even sometimes acknowledges what you say with "hmm, I'm all ears babe"

Hubby Nanami loves to spoil his pretty woman. This goes without saying but it is necessary to mention it. There is no way you are going to pay for dinner, clothes or even if it is your idea to check out a new place, he won’t let you pay for it. Yes, you are an independent woman and your man always told you to rely on yourself but it also feels good to be cherished this way by the one you love right.

Hubby Nanami is the big spoon that night. He hugs you quite right from behind and holds your left hand until morning comes. The next morning, you feel much better after a much needed weeping session. The other side of the bed is already empty. You get up from the bed, freshen up a little, put on some clothes and head towards the kitchen. He is not home, you tell yourself. He left a note on the fridge that says " Good morning my sunshine, I Hope you feel better this morning. I went to the store and I'll be back in a few. Tonight, we're going out so please make sure you're ready by 7pm."

Hubby Nanami got back home around 12 pm and you both ate some takeaway food. Your hubby made lemon poppy seed madeleines for today's snack. Tonight, you wear a satin bronze nude back dress adorned with some black strappy heels. You wear two bracelets on your left hand and some discreet jade earrings. For make up you only decide to brush your brows and get a lil’ rouge on your lips that is barely noticeable. Nanami is elegantly dressed as always with his signature tie, he is amazed each time you both go out one dates. He doesn’t cease to compliment his wife “You look absolutely splendid tonight darling, are you ready to leave?” You nod with your head yes and by 6:25 pm Nanami was driving you to the restaurant.

Hubby Nanami got a whole floor of this restaurant for both of you. There is a waiter that occasionally comes to check up on you if everything is fine, if you need anything else and leaves. Nanami has a keen eye on the way you eat. After all, he has to make sure his baby is eating well, right! Nanami tried his best not to jump on you when he saw you at home but he cannot help it any longer. When you leave for the washroom, he follows right after you. You don't really mind him, maybe he is going to empty his bladder too you think.

Hubby Nanami has quietly entered the washroom and the way he is eyeing you. Oh lord, you're in trouble. In a matter of seconds, you're melting under his touch. He lazily tous with your clit, pinches your nipples and languidly kisses you. After all, Nanami does know how to savor dessert, amirite 😉. Slowly, he starts pounding you against the bathroom stall, you're trying your best to keep quiet but can you like really!?

Hubby Nanami after finishing inside you likes to tell you this "It's still a public setting honey so please make sure you do not let my essence drip on the floor at all. I can also carry you if you cannot walk. If I see it drip, I am stuffing you again once we get back home okay honeysuckle" - Audacity level 1000 and counting 🫣

Needless to say that was only round one at the restaurant honey like some people say, these guys are a menace for a reason.

Fic 15 of pride series

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strwbrrybxn · 2 years

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part i: hurry up & wait ; word count: 4.9k

☞︎︎︎ pairing: nanami kento × fem!reader

☞︎︎︎ warnings: abuse, depression, anxiety, self harm (will be trigger warned prior – can be skipped), broken bones, blood and injury, mentions of food. written in third person, consists of flashbacks which will be in blue font and indented. flashbacks are not in chronological order, except for the beginning.

☞︎︎︎ genre: slow burn, angst, hurt/comfort, mutual pining

☞︎︎︎ au: sugar daddy au, canonverse; follows manga/anime timeline

characters: nanami kento, reader, gojo satoru, itadori yuji, fushiguro megumi

synopsis: Bruises decorated her skin so frequently, and she was always so nonchalant about them; falling off skateboards, running into closing doors, falling down the stairs. Her smile was so genuine, Nanami couldn't imagine she was lying about them. But Nanami wasn't always right when it came to those in his life.

[tw: mentions of abuse]

The first time Nanami met her, she had literally run into him. She whimpered as she cupped her nose, and Nanami's hands were quick to grip her shoulders to steady her. "Are you alright? I'm so sorry." "Y-yeah. You'd think I'd learn from having already broken my nose to keep my eyes up instead of on the ground." The smile she gave him knocked all the oxygen from his lungs. She was gorgeous in every way, despite the bruise hovering over her eye. "How did you do that?" "Oh. I walked into a closed door. The other person didn't see me coming and shut it as I was about to walk in. I, also, didn't see them shutting it or else I would have stopped before throwing myself into it." “It’s not–” he chuckled, covering his mouth. “It’s not funny, but the way you speak about it–” “It’s okay. I laugh about it, most of the time.” She smiled again. She heard the bell ringing outside the campus and looked around. “Oh! I’m so sorry, but I have to go! I’m gonna be late.” She bowed to him before rushing past him, throwing apologies again and disappearing. “Who was that?” Gojo asked, coffee in hand, suddenly beside him. “Ah, just someone I ran into.”

The second time Nanami saw her, she had scrapes on her knees and forearms. She was working behind the counter of the café Gojo frequented. Clumsy. He thought as he walked up to pick up the sorcerer's order. "Hi! What's the na— oh! It's you!" She smiled, and Nanami almost forgot how to breathe again. "Did you fall again?" He eyed the scrapes and she just brushed it off with an awkward chuckle. "The last time I attempt to skateboard without proper supervision." She giggled, tilting her head to the side slightly. "What can I do for you today?" “Oh, uh, I’m just picking up for my friend – Gojo Satoru.” She covered her mouth as she tried not to sputter out a laugh. “What’s so funny?” "Well, when he called earlier to order, he said, and I quote, 'my very grumpy friend will be picking it up for me, please be wary of him,' and then he hung up. I just," she sputtered the laugh, "I didn't deem you as the 'very grumpy' type." Nanami grumbled, "I'm not grumpy." "I spoke too soon." She smiled once again, leaning back to grab the coffee and to wrap a pastry, writing on it hastily. "For you," she said, not allowing him any room to argue as she started taking care of the next customer. She threw him a soft smile before he left the cafe. —for the not so grumpy friend.

The third time, Nanami was just leaving the office, tired and tugging his tie loose. He sighed, opting to walk home instead of taking the train. He needed the time to clear his head and figure out what he really wanted. As he walked through one of the side roads. It was quiet, almost dark, and Nanami contemplated calling Satoru and coming back to work at Jujutsu High once more. The sound of glass breaking tore him out of his thoughts, eyebrows furrowing as he tried to piece together where it came from. There was so much shouting, but he couldn't make out all the words completely. "—useless girl." "—irty." "—the fuck out." Suddenly, a familiar face came rushing out of a nearby house, her head ducked down as she started walking. Kento didn’t know what came over him, his feet moving on their own until she was right in front of him. His hands coming up to her shoulders to stop her just as he had done two months ago, only this time – she flinched. He pulled his hands back quickly, letting them fall to his sides. Her eyes widened as she picked her head up. "O-oh," she was quick to wipe her tears. "I didn't— I didn't see you there." Nanami noticed the way she tried to smile, the way it fell just as fast, and the wince in her jaw when she spoke. He tilted his body slightly as she twisted away, but he caught it — the blood dripping from her ear, the bruise forming on her jaw. There were scrapes on her elbows and hands, wrists bruising. "I just fell down my steps... They're wooden, you know." "Are they?" "Y-yeah." "Someone should supervise you." She sniffled, head dropping. "Th-they should. I-I can be very clumsy, you know." "I've noticed. Let's go get those cuts cleaned up, yeah? I know someone." "Wha–?" "She won't ask what happened. She won't call the police. Whatever you tell what happened is what happened." Glossy eyes looked up at his dark ones. Her bottom lip quivered as she sniffled once more. "Okay..."

“Princess,” he sighed, “just pick one out.” He leaned against the wall while he waited for her to finish trying on whatever she was trying on. He wasn’t even sure at this point. It was Nanami’s day off, and as much as he loved spending time with his baby, he was very tired and just wanted to go home and sleep.

“But I don’t know which one to pick.” She huffed from behind the thick door before grabbing one of the dresses she liked most and shoving it between the small crack she made. “Here.” As soon as Nanami grabbed it, she shut and locked the dressing room door once more.

She couldn't figure out what was wrong, and she couldn’t keep taking it out on him. He was nothing but nice to her; he always was, but he was progressively getting busier and the less time they spent together, the more agitated she got. Anxiety maybe? Her depression getting the better of her? He always treated her with respect and maybe that was the problem. All she had to do was ask for something and he’d give it to her. Kento showered her in gifts all the time, but he never tried anything other than that. He barely even got jealous, when she would huff and puff whenever someone would flirt with him. Sure, they weren’t dating and their relationship was more “professional”, but still.

Stupid girl for making such a big deal of stupid things. She sniffled before tugging on her sweatshirt and leggings before flinging open the large burgundy door. Nanami stood there with a soft, barely there smile and the store bag in hand. His head tilted to the side when she looked up at him, the obvious signs of concern flitting across his features.

“What’s wrong?” She hummed, looking down at her hands. “You were crying.” She shook her head, following him out of the store.

“Thank you for this.” She whispered, fingers wrapping around the handles of the paper bag, but he wouldn’t let go. “I can hold it.”

“Not until you tell me what’s wrong.” She frowned, huffing under her breath. Huffing at him. Maybe he still saw her as a measly college student whose life he saved. Maybe he… maybe he only saw her as a child.

But I’m twenty-two!

He’s known you since you were twenty.

But even so, I’m not a child, and I wasn't back then.

“It doesn’t matter what’s wrong,” she muttered. “You’re probably tired, so you can take me home.” She tried to keep her tone even, but it just came out cracked and dry. Kento looked at her confused. Didn’t she want to spend more time with him? He had been busy these past two weeks. She never had a problem before this.

“We’re not going home until you eat.” Sure, he was being contradicting, but food was the only way to coax any problems out of her. His free hand tangled with hers, just as it always had when they walked the mall together. Her cheeks tinted pink and her stomach did flips as if it was the first time.

Nanami Kento was older; not by much, but due to the exhaustion that coated his features, people thought he was well over thirty. Standing at over six feet, he towered over her — broad shouldered, calloused hands and toned muscles. She was small, standing a foot shorter than him — delicate features and a slim frame. People assumed she was eighteen and still in high school. They always stared — whispered behind their hands. On good days, she ignored them; ignored the stares and the very obvious glances in their direction, but... well, today was not a good day.

“You don’t have to hold my hand.”

“I always hold your hand.”

“W-well, yeah, but– people are staring.”

“They usually do.” Meekly, she sighed. Nanami tugged her into a small corridor. “What has gotten into you?” He asked, not unkindly. His blonde hair fell out of place on his forehead, his eyes glanced down at her behind his glasses. “Something’s got you so worked up today.”

“I-I don’t know.”

“Just one of those days?” His voice was quiet, reserved just for her. He knew these days too well.

“No, it’s not.” I don’t want it to be. He was tired, she could see it on his face — the bags under his eyes and his slumped shoulders. He didn’t want to deal with this at the moment, and if she wasn’t going to answer, he really would just bring her home and go to bed, but he made a promise to himself that he wouldn't leave her all alone to suffer in silence. Not again.

[tw: mentions of self-harm]

Sniffling, she barely heard the door to her small apartment being opened. Only one person had a spare key; only one person who would only open the door if she spent too long without answering. How long had it been that she’d been sitting on the floor? What day is it? Is it still Tuesday? He slipped into the living room after shrugging off his shoes as well as his harness. Loosening his tie, Nanami walked quietly and cautiously, worried about her since she hadn’t been answering his calls. He waited, sent her a text once her class was over. Waited hours. Nothing. It was after the third phone call that he knew something was wrong. He feared the worst; her parents must have found her. He stopped as soon as he made it closer to the bedroom. There in the corner sat a trembling figure, shuddered against the wall. His body softened, the tense posture he had all day dropping along with his hands. Oh thank god she's here. "Princess?" His voice was velvety smooth, quiet and low, lulling her out of her memories. "Na-nami—" Vulnerable. Naked. She felt exposed. “I’m here, princess. No one's gonna hurt you.” Quiet. He moved closer. “Can I wrap my arms around you? Do you want me to-” She shook her head quickly, clutching her arm to her chest tighter. “Oh, baby…” Gentle. Too gentle. She didn’t deserve to be treated with such carefulness. With such grace. He lifted her hand, touch so light it was barely recognized. He inspected the fresh cuts along her wrists, running right through the pretty tattoo on her skin. He asked once more if he could lift her up, to which she crawled into his arms. She didn’t deserve it, but she wouldn’t say no to his kindness again. Their arrangement was purely monetary and protection, but that didn’t stop him from allowing her to make a home inside his heart — as much as he tried. How could he not? Soft, gentle, caring. She deserved this. She deserved more than she allowed herself to have. Her heart was bigger than anyone’s, but all life had thrown at her was torment and trauma. She deserved a life full of love, a life full of receiving instead of giving. Maybe he wasn’t the person to do that, but he sure as hell wasn’t going to give someone the chance to see this side of her. “I-I’m so-hic-rry! I know-hic-I said never ag-again — b-but it - it just got t-too much.” She sniffled, eyes wide and scared. She was terrified, and he didn’t know if it was fear of upsetting him or fear of the wounds she had buried so deep inside her. 'Her soul is tormented, tortured,’ Gojo had mentioned the minute she walked to the counter to take their order. He hushed her, lifting her into his arms and carrying her to the bathroom. He sat her on the counter, standing between her legs and wetting a washcloth before wiping under her eyes. The guilt of leaving her alone all day weaved its way into his heart. “I’m not mad.” I love you. “It’s okay.” All your hidden and jagged pieces. Nanami, gently and carefully, cleaned the skin around the shallow wounds, wrapping gauze around them before brushing her hair back. “Pr-hic-omise?” “From the bottom of my heart.” The smile that tugged at her lips was small, almost barely visible, but it was a smile nonetheless.

you let me know when you're done in class. I'll pick you up.

Another text unanswered.

Three days, six unanswered texts, four unanswered phone calls, but every time he showed up at her apartment, she'd smile, invite him in for dinner, and they'd talk as if these events didn't happen. As if she hadn't been ignoring him.

He always assumed he was easy to talk to, especially with her. She opened up to him; slowly but surely, it happened, and they talked about almost everything. So why, why, why wasn't she talking to him?

“—ami? Nanamin? Oi, sensei!” Yuji’s words cut through Kento’s thoughts, his dark eyes focused finally on the student in front of him.

“I’m not your sensei.”

The concern on the pinkette’s face slightly dissipated when he smiled. “Is everything okay? Is it about," Yuji looked around to make sure no one was around, "Y/N?” Ah, yes. As much Nanami had tried keeping her a secret from his colleagues, cough cough Gojo, and his student, it was almost impossible. Especially when said white-haired sorcerer had access to Nanami’s phone when he wasn’t around.

“She’s been…” Nanami sighed, closing his eyes and leaning back in his chair. It was no use keeping it from the high schooler. Gojo would simply figure it out and tell him anyway. “She’s been distant for a few days now. I’m not sure what the problem is.”

The boy hummed, sitting backwards in a chair. “Do you think that maybe she wants something more than what you have together?”

"Huh?"

"Like maybe she wants your relationship to be just that; a relationship." Nanami hated to admit that maybe Yuji was right, but wouldn’t she have told him that? Before he could answer though, Gojo popped his head into the classroom and smiled.

"I'm stealing Yuji for a moment.” Nanami let his mind wander for a moment, but not for long. His phone lit up brightly the moment the message was received.

princess ♡ I finished. I'll wait by the library

"You're awfully quiet." She muttered, looking at the man from the corner of her eye. His grip on the steering wheel tightened and so did her heart. Did she make him mad? "I didn't forget something, right?" He just shook his head. "Then what is it?"

“You’ve been distant,” his voice was quiet, matter of fact. “I want to know why.” She couldn’t deny it. She knew she was. She opened every message of his, let every phone call ring until it went to voicemail. But when he would stand in front of her, the concern in his eyes, all she could do was smile. God, it made her head spin.

She shrugged, because she didn’t know what else to do.

“Do you want to get dinner?” Velvety smooth. She nodded, and he took her to her favorite ramen spot down the street from her apartment.

“I don’t deserve the way you treat me,” she finally said once they were sitting at a table and steaming noodles were placed in front of them.

“Why do you think that?” Patient. He was always so patient.

“Because,” she slurped on the noodles as slowly as possible. “I don’t deem myself as someone who's deserving of the kindness you’re so willing to give.”

Nanami took a moment to lean on the table, elbow on the wood, chin in his palm. He took the time to admire the woman in front of him – admired the way she curled in on herself when they were in public and the way she took her time eating, admired the way she scrunched her nose when she sucked the noodle in too fast and the soup launched onto her face, admired when she would look at him - timid and patient - for an answer.

“You deserve more than you’ll ever give yourself credit for.” His hand found hers across the table. “Don’t doubt yourself so much.”

How stupid of him to think he could keep himself from falling in love. He told himself after he retired. After he left this life, he’d be allowed to fall in love and get married. How foolish of him. She stood there in front of him, modeling one of the dresses she wanted for the summer. A few bathing suits beside her on the bench. “Do you like it?” She was nervous. He was staring at her; eyes clouded and almost void of emotion. She couldn’t read him. His heart was thumping in his chest so loud, he was sure she could hear it. The dress hugged her curves so delicately, perfect. “I – yes. I do.” Why would she ask him if he liked it? She'd never wear it for his eyes only. But she did. She only wanted to wear these dresses; these outfits for his eyes only. "You do?" She smiled brightly, looking up at him. "Nanami, what's your favorite color?" "Kento." "Huh? I've never heard of that-" "Call me Kento." Her cheeks flushed pink. "We should be on a first name basis." "K-Kento," oh how he liked the way she said it. "your favorite color?" "Blue." She stepped a bit closer to him, fingers poking at his button down. "This color?" He nodded once, looking down at her. She was so much smaller than he was, so delicate. Like a little flower. She took a step back and he exhaled the breath he was holding in. She was giggling, muttering about how she was going to find a dress the same color as his shirt, or maybe one that matched his tie. She hadn't decided yet. "Oh! They have earrings." She was gnawing at her bottom lip when she wandered back towards him. "I'll buy you whatever you pick out." She shoved a dress into his arms and for a moment, he stared in question of the color her cheeks had taken— Until he looked down and saw the lingerie set placed delicately on top of the dress - the same color as his shirt. Before he could say anything, react in any way, she put the bathing suits and sweatshirts in his arms to hide it. "Ju-just these." He cleared his throat. "An-any shoes?"

She poked his cheek, giggling softly. With a tilt of her head, her pointed nail struck his soft skin again. Kento smiled.

“I was talking to you.” She pouted, but failed to keep the smile hidden.

“What did you say?”

“I was asking what you wanted for dinner. It’s my turn to cook.” He hummed, wrapping his arm around the back of the couch, fingers brushing her shoulder.

"You make delicious Fettuccine alfredo with shrimp. Can we have that again?" She hummed a small song as she sauntered back into the kitchen. Nanami leaned back into the couch cushions, looking around the room. He never took a moment to admire the decoration; the way she made this place her home. He stood, walking over to the framed photos on the wall; three in an upward staired pattern. The one on the bottom was of Yuji and her smiling brightly at the camera, Gojo hiding in the background, making a peace sign. The photo in the middle was one with her and Gojo making goofy faces, and the last one was a photo of Y/N and Nanami. She was pressed into his side, face mushed against his pec. The frames were customized with their names and the date. One month ago. Nanami smiled as he allowed the memory to flood back.

She was pushed into Nanami's arms, cheeks bright and Yuji giggling. "Hey," he smiled, free hand falling to her waist as he looked down at her. "Yuji thought you looked cute when you smiled and thought I could be of service to keep it there." Gojo saddled up beside the two, wrapping his arm around Nanami's shoulders. "Look at these two lovebirds." "We're not—" the younger man said quickly, removing his hand from her waist as he shook it in front of him frantically. Her facial expression going unnoticed by the blonde, but of course, Gojo caught it behind his blindfold. “Watch your words.” The blindfolded man whispered in his ear, shaking his head. “She’s sensitive.” Nanami just grunted, ignoring his best friend and thankful for Yuji, who called the three of their names. “Let me take a photo of you three!” Gojo “accidentally” thrusted her into Nanami’s chest, face smushed and smile brighter than with the others. “Let me see, let me see!” She bounced, untangling from Kento in order to press against the pinkette’s shoulder. Gojo tugged on Nanami’s suit jacket, dragging him from earshot. "Are you gonna tell her?" Nanami shook his head. "She deserves to know." "I can't. Not until I–" "Retire, yes I know. But Kento... I've never seen you smile so hard, and I've known you for years. What's she gonna say when she notices it too?" "Hopefully she doesn't." "You can give her the life you think she deserves. Why do you deny yourself that pleasure too?" "Because she deserves it from someone who didn't lie about only wanting to help her financially." "It doesn't have to be that way." "Satoru-" “Just keep it in mind.” Satoru shrugged, bringing his friend back to the party just in time for her to bounce towards them with developing polaroids in her hands. “Nanami! Look! Look how cute your smile is.” But all he could look at was her smile.

“Your smile is always so nice to look at,” she said from beside him now. She had set the noodles to cook and admired him for a moment before she had wandered beside him. She leaned her head against his shoulder. “I think that was the first time I met Yuji.” She smiled.

“I think so.” She was so beautiful. From the day he met her to this very moment, Kento never stopped admiring how gorgeous she was.

“Do you want to stay the night?” She had slipped back into the kitchen, Kento turning towards the room. “I still have your extra clothes from last time, and I know it’s not raining or anything, but you’ve been working so hard lately and—”

“I’d like that.” He wasn’t going to deny himself this, not this time at least. He was allowed one selfish moment, right?

[tw: implied abuse and mentions of blood and broken bones]

Blood. There was so much blood. The sound of it in her ears. Her lungs burned. She could swear she heard her name being called, but it could just be from the sudden blow to the head. Fuck, what is that ringing sound? Her eyes were unfocused as she tried to look around the room, her fingers shaking. Her palm hit something solid. When did the ground move? Is that a wall? Where the fuck am I? "—ere. I'm here. I have to move you." Who is that? "Keep your eyes on me — just focus on me." The sudden movement of her legs elicited a gurgled, choked cry. A murmured apology was granted when he laid her back to the ground. Her eyes focused, hazy, but she made out the outline of the man in front of her. Kento. She sputtered, trying to peak, but the blood pooled in her throat and mouth, spilling down the sides as she muttered an apology. Vignette framed her vision as she zeroed in on the crimson stained blue button down and his tie. "Yo-your shirt... I-I'm so so-gag-rry," she coughed and she saw the way his eyebrows creased. Don't cry. "Satoru! Satoru, get in here—"

She gasped loudly, choking on her own saliva as sweat trickled down her forehead. She touched her stomach, her head, pulling her hand back to only find the sweat that stuck to the sheets. She tried to swallow as many breaths as she could. Her hearing was flooded, the blood in her ears loud before she felt the vibration of her door hitting the wall. Her eyes shook frantically as she looked around, blonde tufts coming into view and dark eyes searching hers. He took her hand silently, sitting on the edge of the bed. Kento didn’t say anything for several minutes, didn’t know what to say, so he just held her hand as she trembled and cried. Nanami wouldn’t mention the fact that he woke up just prior to her screaming from his own nightmare, his hands shaking and stomach churning – how he woke up and still saw her blood drench his fingertips and chest; how lightheaded he felt in the hospital that Gojo had to hold him upright just so he could breathe properly.

“I was just making some tea, let me get you some.” But neither one of them moved - didn’t until she crawled into his lap and he lifted her into his arms. “I even got you this really cute mug I think you’d like a lot.” His voice is always so nice. She nestled her face into his shoulder, eyes closing once more as she started to feel safe again. He sat her on his hip as he grabbed the mugs.

“Pandas…” she whispered, the black and white animal painted perfectly on the mug in his hand. Kento sat her on the counter, brushing her hair back as he handed her the mug.

“I had a dream,” he started, “that you owned a bunch of dogs. So many, you didn’t even know what to do with all of them.” She giggled quietly, leaning her head against his chest. His heart was hammering against his ribs, but he felt so calm, so safe. He’d lose sleep every night if it meant getting to hold her as she slept; getting to watch over her to make sure she’s safe every night.

tw: mentions of blood and stitching

Kento🍓 meet me at my home, I need your assistance

She frowned, looking at the message again to make sure she didn’t imagine it. She knocked on Kento’s door once more.

“Kento? I’m here.” A loud thud came from the other side and she quickly shook the handle. “Kento! Let me—” The door flung open, a gaunt and bloodied Nanami stood in front of her, towel over his hip and sweat making his blonde strands stick to his forehead. All she could do was - gently - push her way into the apartment and lock the door behind her.

“What happened?” Her eyes quickly watered as she looked him over. Don’t cry. His fingers grazed over her cheekbones, moving up to her forehead and thumbed over the crease between her eyebrows.

“I’m okay. It’s okay. Just– I need you to stitch it.”

“I-I ca- we should take you to the hospital.” She sniffled and Kento wrapped his free arm around her shoulders. She pouted, her hands pressing against his chest to try to push him away. She failed. "I'm gonna hurt you.”

“You’re not. Just stitch it for me first, and we'll go later.” She took a deep, shaky breath before nodding once and Kento released her, keeping his arm around her shoulders to steady himself. She walked him into his bathroom, grabbing the first aid kit.

“How did you hurt yourself?” She said quietly and Nanami panicked internally. She didn’t know what he did, just that he was a teacher and his irregular hours were because of Gojo and Yuji needing extra help. He couldn’t – wouldn’t – tell her how a curse with stitches across his body tried to manipulate the shape his soul. She wouldn’t understand. She had been through far too much anguish in her life. She didn’t need to know there were inhuman monsters in this world as well.

“It’s not important.”

“It is!” She shouted, her voice cracking and eyes widening as she stared at the gash on his hip. “It’s important to me.” Her voice was quieter this time. Nanami frowned, sighing deeply as his hand found her hip.

“I’ll tell you another time, okay? When things make more sense.”

“Promise?” Nanami didn’t make promises – especially ones he couldn’t keep, but this time – this time, he had to if it meant easing her mind; keeping the tears from falling down her cheeks any more than they already were.

Plus, she was holding a needle in her hand to stitch his gash and he was afraid she might puncture something if he wasn’t able to ease her mind just a little bit.

“I promise.”

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bananaminbaby · 2 years

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how to live a happy life

Pairing: Nanami x f!reader

Content: angsty at the start, but fluffy at the end, just me rewriting nanamis storyline tbh

Warnings: jjk manga spoilers!!, one suggestive line

Notes: i just think he deserves his holiday and sorry this took so long T_T

Just thinking about how beautiful nanami would still be had he came home after shibuya.

His right side suffered major burns, lots of scars were left. His eyesight on the right is also no longer. But you still thought that he was as handsome as you first saw him.

You realised that when he came home he was different. He doesn't move much, he doesn't sleep much, he smiles less and he's even more quieter.

But you were patient. You promised that you'll be there in sickness and in health and even if you wanted to leave, you still loved this man too much that you'd end up going insane yourself.

Helping him put on his burn cream became a daily routine. Most of the time he just silently agrees to it. Some days, he'll feel a bit insecure and refuses your service and opts to do it himself behind the closed bathroom door. Sometimes you let him, because you're worried that he might feel restless not being able to do anything himself. But other times, you refuse and spend the time rubbing the cream on while saying sweet words, reminding him that you love him and no matter what the two you face or will face in the future, you'll always be there next to him.

A few years later, Nanami was finally enjoying Malaysia. Its a short one week holiday that had him brimming with excitement.

The weather was hot and humid, but the sea breeze helps. He was glad you insisted on splurging on a good resort location rather than getting a hotel near sightseeing locations.

Now he's sitting on the hotel room patio that was looking out to the private beach. There were a few people, from the neighbouring rooms, on the beach but it was still quiet nevertheless.

"How's the avocado juice?" you asked him as you stepped outside from the hotel room.

"It's interesting? It's not bitter, like i thought it would be, they must've used a lot of sugar," he frowned.

You laughed at his response, "you barely eat any sugar, Kento. A bit of sugar here and there won't hurt," you said as you slid next to him on the single - but large enough to squeeze two in - beach chair.

"what do you mean I barely eat sugar? Didn't i just do you two days ago before we left?" He asked, sliding an arm around your waist, bringing you even closer to him.

Your cheeks flushed, "Kento!" you smacked his chest and buried your face on it, too embarrassed to make eye contact with him.

Nanami laughed. It was a full laugh. Something that you would never get tired of and something that you always yearned to hear.

"she could've heard that," you said. He wrapped his both his arms around you and left a peck on the crown of your head. "Sorry, love, couldn't help it. But, where is she? I thought you were helping her with her floaties?"

And as if he was summoning the devil, a barrage of loud footsteps made its way outside the room.

"MOMMY I CAN'T MAKE IT GO PUFFY" the toddler handed you her half blown arm floaties with apparent distraught etched on her face.

Behind you, Nanami chuckled. "Go on mommy, make it go puffy," he imitated his daughter. You rolled your eyes at him, but scooted off the bench to squat down in front of your little girl.

"But baby, I thought you said that you could blow it yourself?" you said as you took the floaties from her.

Her shoulders slumped slightly and she started to rock her foot backwards and forwards, "I thought I could do it, but I couldn't blow it hard enough," she pouted.

Instantly, you melted because of her cuteness. "Alright, alright. I'll do it for ya," you said as you proceeded to blow the floaties.

"Yay!" She squealed. "Daddy! Daddy! I can't wait to get in the water! Kobayashi Sensei said that they're really salty!" Your daughter excitedly rambles as she climbs up to sit on your husband's lap.

Nanami pushed his sunglasses to the top of his head to get a better view of the little girl in front of him. "Well, do you know why its salty, bunny?" He asked as he pushed her stray bangs away from her face. The little girl shook her head.

"That's because when the fishermen try to catch fishes, the fishes run away, so they sweat and that's why its salty."

You could only roll your eyes at your husband, but even then you couldn't stop the smile creeping in. What a dork.

"So sea water is fish sweat?" She asked. Nanami nodded while biting his lips, trying to stop his laugh.

"EW!! NO! I DON'T WANT TO SWIM IN FISH SWEAT!" She shrieked and threw herself on Nanami, burying her tiny face on her dad's chest.

The laughter that Nanami tried to hold came spluttering out. Music to your ears, really. But soon after, you couldn't hold yours either.

"Your dad is just joking, sweetie," you said, wiping away the tears that formed.

You placed the blown floaties on the floor and approached the girl. "Huh?" She lifted her head up, her chubby cheeks red from rubbing against Nanami's shirt.

You rubbed her back and propped up your chin with your other hand. "Daddy is just joking, honey. Sea water is sea water," you said.

Nanami huffed. "Aww.. where's the fun in that, mommy," Nanami said as he slid his arms around your shoulders.

"The fun will be playing in the water because we spent a lot of money for the resort, daddy," you shot a pointed look at him, which he replied with a snort.

"So its not fish sweat?" She turned to her dad, trying to get a confirmation. Nanami sighed and nodded, "yes, bunny. It's not fish sweat."

You turned to your daughter, "do you still want to swim then, bunny?" You asked. And it didn't take her long to answer, "Yeah! Yeah, I want to swim!".

"Let's go! Let's go!" She bounced on her seat, which was Nanami's stomach, making the man grunt.

"Okay, okay, we're going," you scooped her up on your arms and took her floaties on the other. "Okay, here we go!" You stood up and started to make your way to the waters.

"COME ON DADDY!"

"I'm coming, bunny."

But, Nanami took his time. He stayed seated, watching the two of you now playing some sort of tag on the beach.

A few years ago, this - having a family - would be the last thing he had on his mind. He was too busy and it was too risky. Then Shibuya happened and he thought he wasn't going to go home to you. But he did. After Shibuya, he thought that you'd leave because he was different and he could do less than what he normally would, but you didn't.

You were patient with him and was there for him when he was at his lowest. And honestly, he felt so lucky that he had you by his side.

You convinced him that he was worth it. That it was worth giving life another chance. Thats it was worth giving himself a chance to live the life he didn't think was possible.

Now he looks at the two people who are the center of his world. The ones that taught him that it was possible to love someone that much. And the ones who showed him how to live a happy life. And every second he thanks you for believing in him that he can pull through.

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peachsayshi · 11 months

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Hi peach! Since sugar daddy!Nanami lives rent free in my mind I have another hc for him

Not sure if you use tiktok but that one trend where girls texts their boyfriends “thanks for the flowers” but they never really sent any

i imagine doing that to Nanami and he’s probably gonna be so bothered and pissed at whoever’s your secret admirer. he starts bashing the bouquet saying it’s probably cheap, the arrangement is ugly etc and how the ones from him are so much better

this also makes him realize that it’s been a while since he sent you flowers, so he fixes that immediately and sends you the most beautiful bouquet. it has a note saying “Sorry I haven’t sent you flowers in a while sweetheart. I promise it won’t happen again. PS Please be a dear and throwaway the one you received earlier, I don’t want to see it when I get home”

when you tell him it’s just a prank he just rolls his eyes, he’s tired of your antics but if it makes you happy so be it

hahaha oh my gosh, I love this idea! it's so much fun to poke at nanami because he takes everything so seriously. just seeing him throw the cutest tantrum over flowers is all fun and games until you receive the payback for it 😳 that man will do his best to ensure you know just how much you mean to him, and will definitely put (his) good money where your mouth is 🤭

#pleaseeee that man is going to punish you terribly in the bedroom #in the most sinful best way possible #sugar daddy nanami on my mind again #peach and secret friends.🍑🧡#mail 💌

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starlitheaven · 3 years

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— 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 💌

characters: Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Fushiguro Toji, Nanami Kento, (Kamo) Choso

notes: what I think their love languages are<3. once again, there is no Choso doodle but he's included fgdghk.

— 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎

Quality time together and gift giving. Satoru is really flighty and can be hot and cold when it comes to spending time with you (or your relationship in general). Sometimes he can’t get enough of you, but suddenly it can be too much and he’ll stay away for a while. Even so, when he is in the mindset to see you, he can be a little clingy. He is physically affectionate whether it's blatant or subtle. He’s like that for affection, but goes overboard to annoy you. He’s the best person to go grocery shopping with or do any types of mundane errands with. That alone is enough for you to see how much he enjoys being with you and making sure you have a good time.

For the most part, planned dates with him are always fun. It’s not quality time with Satoru if he doesn’t piss you off at least once though tbh, and he’s a little mean about it sometimes. When it comes to buying you things, it starts off with sweets and souvenirs as he gets to know you. Once he does, he’s really good at finding things you’d love (because he’s fucking good at everything). Sometimes it’s expensive and rare, usually it’s not.

He always gets your tastes right though. Satoru even likes it if you use his money to buy yourself things. He actually loves watching you spoil yourself with his money. To him, you look good being spoiled and a little bratty. It’s fun! (if sugar daddy kink is a thing, he definitely has it).

— 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎

Suguru shows affection mainly through acts of service and a bit of physical touch. He’ll like cooking for you, and catering to your tastes as you get to know each other longer. Just like he loves his family, he’d want you to know you can depend on him and that you’re not a burden. So he’d run errands for you if he knows you’re too busy or stressed at the time. If you’re feeling down, he’ll go out of his way to get your favorite food or dessert. Why this is meaningful is that he’d put up with being around so many non-sorcerers and deal with his disgust if it means you’ll feel better (this is you as a sorcerer, sorry I don’t see him being with a non-sorcerer fsjfsk). He wouldn’t complain despite hating being around so many people he deems as inferior. He’d just want to make sure you’re feeling better.

With Suguru, you know you always have someone who is there for you and likes you happy. The physical touch isn’t too important to him, but he does like having you near him or knowing he can easily see you. He likes physical closeness, but doesn’t necessarily mean having to spend time together. Also because I wouldn’t put it past him to spray you with Lysol if he sees any non-sorcerers getting too close to you. Can’t have his pretty girl be tainted (in his words lmao).

— 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈

Physical touch and quality time. I’d just like to emphasize that this man wouldn’t be clingy at all. Toji is very independent and has grown to enjoy his time alone. That would remain even with you, so he’d be with someone who’s similar or at least okay with that. That said, when he’s with you, you have all his attention. Nothing else matters when you two are together. He’d want to sit near you, face you, have an arm around you (if you’re in public that’s as far as he’ll go), have you rest your head on his shoulder, sit on his lap, and just any form of physical touch. Even then it doesn’t feel clingy, he’s so casual about his physical affection that it comes second to being with each other.

He’s surprisingly really easy to talk to, and is also intelligent so you two can talk about anything. He has a dry sense of humor, and you grow to enjoy being near each other to hear him laugh and see his smaller genuine smiles. The thing about Toji is that you know he’d like to be able to express his feelings for you through words or wish he knew what actions are good in a relationship. He always carries your bags or items when you’re walking together and even will carry you on his back if you’re tired, but he secretly wishes he could do more.

Yet being with him is knowing that how he grew up shaped who he is now, good and bad. He likes being with you and in your company because he can physically show you how much he likes you. You’re both comforted by the others presence, and don’t need anything else aside from spending time together when you two can.

— 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈

Acts of service, quality time, gift giving, and sometimes words of affirmation is how Kento shows his affection for you. Pretty much all of them except physical touch, honestly. He isn’t very physically affectionate. He accepts it from you and initiates it sometimes, but it just isn’t him too much. Kento likes doing things for you and making your life easier, as he thinks you deserve it all. He’ll run your errands, take your kitten to the vet, helps you with your chores, and anything else that will remind you he’s there for you.

This goes in with the quality time. Kento likes and appreciates the small things in life, so the most mundane things like helping you out or doing things for you mean a lot to him. Most of these languages come together when you realize how much he likes planning your dates. If you’re dating him, you’d most likely be a foodie too. So he really takes it seriously when he’s finding restaurants, bars, and venues to take you to. He also likes to take you shopping if you need nicer clothes for your dates (or lingerie). What draws you to him initially are his manners and how he acts like a gentleman towards you (opening the door for you, giving you his jacket, always walking you to your door).

Words of affirmation specifically come from him when you two are just waking up or after having sex. You try not to think too much about how he acts like such a good husband.

— 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎

Chosito? Your angel? He shows his affection to his love through quality time, acts of service, physical touch, and his own type of words of affirmation. He absolutely adores you, and would do almost anything to show you how much you mean to him. He’s not that great with words unless he’s in the moment or it just comes to him. To Choso, actions mean more than words. Holding hands, giving you soft pecks, never interrupting you, and just small things to make you know how much he adores you.

He’s very in tune to how you’re feeling, so he’s quick to do things for you if you’re having a bad day or are upset. He likes to be physically affectionate when you’re alone, in any way you two can. He also likes knowing where you are if you’re not near each other, which can seem like too much sometimes. If you confront him about it though, he’s genuinely surprised. He simply likes knowing where you are just in case something happens and this shows you how much he fears losing his loved ones.

Once you realize it’s over his peace of mind to your safety, and that he doesn’t have to know what you’re doing or be invasive, it’s easier. He’s genuinely protective. Choso is pretty quiet and chill, but his intentions are always earnest and for your benefit or happiness.

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itadorisgf · 3 years

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SUGAR N SPICE - NANAMI KENTO

or nanami kento as your sugar daddy

- note: i’ve been thinking a lot about nanami and yeah <333 also i have no fucking clue how sugar daddies work lmfao

- edit: this turned out way longer than i expected

- ft. nanami kento

- warning: cursing, nsfw

- tagging : @miitsukai hey bae 😆😆

- GOJO SATORU EDITION

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NANAMI KENTO

first, let’s get this out of the way, nanami kento is so fucking hot.

your arrangement is formal. you probably meet through a sugar daddy website. at first you’re skeptical because it seems a little too good to be true like here’s this man who’s not that old, hot, and not a fucking creep? sign me up!

but for real, you’re cautious after being scammed a few too many times.

during the first conversation, nanami lays out his expectations and rules if you want to be his sugar baby. he’ll wire you a set amount of money every two weeks. he doesn’t expect much from you in return besides companionship in the form of texting, calling, and taking you out when he has the chance to. he states that he has no expectations of more sexual favors and does not wish to pressure you into anything if you are uncomfortable.

uhhhh, is this man real????? you’re definitely surprised that he doesn’t expect sex in exchange for money, but you’re not going to complain.

he’s a lil stiff and formal, but he’s polite and you got bills to pay, so you easily agree to the arrangement.

you two probably don’t meet up for awhile. nanami’s often occupied with work, but you text frequently. you’re surprised that he shows genuine interest in your life and what you do.

he asks about your day and inquires about things you’ve mentioned offhandedly, which is strangely touching.

when you ask about his day in return, he just says “work is work” and then proceeds to talk about how it’s shit.

you almost choked on your spit when you first read that. it’s not often that nanami curses so you found it amusing how much he loathed work, especially when he was forced to work overtime.

he calls you once a week on fridays. the first time you heard his voice, let’s just say it got you feeling some type of way to say the least.

don’t even get me started on the first time he took you out. it’s at the end of one of his weekly calls that he tells you he’d like to take you out next saturday. you don’t have any other plans so you agree and nanami informs you that he’ll send you some extra money so you can buy yourself a new outfit for your date.

he sends you way too fucking much for a simple outfit, but you’re not complaining. it takes you awhile to decide what to wear, but eventually you choose to purchase a simple black dress. it’s not too showy or revealing besides the slit up your thigh and the low neckline.

you’re nervous when saturday evening rolls around because it’s going to be the first time you’ve actually met up with nanami???? what if he’s actually a creep??

you’re not given much time to think further when your doorbell rings. opening the door, you are taken aback by how fucking hot he is. pictures really do not do this man justice. he’s dressed in tan slacks and a white button up shirt with the top buttons undone. it takes you a moment to snap out of it and he leads you to his car, which is really fucking nice, holy shit.

in the car, he tells you that the dress you’re wearing suits you and that he’s taking you to a restaurant downtown. despite your nerves, the conversation flows rather easily between the two of you. it seems that nanami is more interested in what you have to say with the way he continues to ask you questions.

nanami is really the perfect gentleman all throughout the night. he opens the car door for you, pulls out your chair, and actually listens to what you have to say.

at the end of the night, he leaves you on your doorstep with a kiss on the cheek.

although nanami doesn’t expect anything sexual from you doesn’t mean you don’t feel inclined to treat him. he always sounds so worn out and tired during your calls so you decide to send him a lil gift :)

said gift has nanami’s eyes widening when he unlocks his phone to see the rather explicit picture you sent him that leaves little to the imagination with an accompanying text that read “hope you like the set im wearing, thought of you when i bought it.”

although unexpected, the image is definitely not unappreciated. the sage green lingerie set clings to your skin and hugs your body in all the right places, highlighting your best attributes. nanami’s eyes trail over the bralette, noticing how sheer it is, to the point where he can make out the outline of your nipples underneath.

you’re a fucking tease, full-well knowing that he was at work when you sent that image. nanami had to lie when gojo asked what was so interesting on his phone.

your phone dings and you’re eager to see what nanami’s response is since your “relationship” wasn’t exactly sexual. it’s your turn for your eyes to widen when you read nanami’s response: “i’m coming over after i finish work. i expect that to be the only thing you’re wearing when you greet me at the door.”

the text’s tone has shivers crawling up your spine. you can’t wait to see what nanami has in store.

the hours seem to drag on and by the time your doorbell rings signaling nanami’s arrival, you’re racing to unlock the door - eager but nervous for what’s to come.

you lock the door behind nanami. he doesn’t say anything at first and the uncomfortable silence has you fidgeting.

“at least you can follow directions,” nanami sighs, his tone disinterested. your head snaps up and you shrink under nanami’s gaze. his eyes trace over your figure as if he’s inspecting you.

“where’s your bedroom?” you shuffle down the hall and lead him to your room. nanami sits on the edge of your bed, loosening his tie and rolling up his sleeves. god, he really is fucking hot.

he pats his knee and it takes you a moment to realize what he’s asking of you. you walk over and drape yourself over his knee, arching your back so your ass is up for him. he places his hand on one of your cheeks, massaging the skin there. his palm is rough as he kneads the flesh of your ass.

“you know what the stop light system is?”

you nod and yelp when nanami lands a harsh smack to your left butt cheek. “use your words when i ask you a question.” his hand soothes the ache of the blow. “now, do you know what the stop light system is?”

“yes.”

“good.” he lowly hums. “i did not appreciate that little stunt you pulled while i was at work.”

your breath hitches when his hand trails up your spine, wrapping around the column of your neck and pulling you up until his mouth brushes against your ear. “now, you’re going to be good and count the number of spankings i give you. since this is your first time, i’ll only give you five on each cheek.”

“i understand.” nanami releases your neck, letting you hang over his knee once more. nanami’s blows are hard and quick, and by the time it’s over, you have tears beading at the corner of your eyes.

“color?” nanami asks, massaging the reddened skin with one of his hands.

“green,” you manage to croak out. nanami shifts you until you’re sitting up in his lap, your legs on either side of his waist, straddling him. with his thumb, he wipes away your tears. “you did so good for me.”

he runs his hands up and down your thighs until they settle on top of your hips. his nose nudges against your jaw, lips skimming against your neck as he breathes out, “perhaps you deserve a reward.”

#jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen imagine #jjk x reader #jjk imagine #nanami x reader #nanami imagine #nanami kento x reader #celeste.barks #barking.nanami #celeste.scribs

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hvnlyuzuha · 3 years

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GOJO AS A SINGLE FATHER

gojo x black child! reader

fluff, angst kinda… maybe idk

summary: headcanons about gojo becoming a single father

word count: unknown/ too lazy to find out

warnings: ummm ig kinda child abandonment, implied mentions of comas, also unedited

notes: i might be make this a series but idk. it is also a fem! reader

pt 2

gojo is canonically a whore

so i’m sorry to say you were most definitely the product of a one nightstand

probably the classic left on the doorstep bit. you were around four months old.

at first he’d deny it

“this can’t be my kid! i’m too lucky. i’m only 23 for god’s sake. this has to be some sort of prank.”

he paced around until he heard giggles. he saw you, with your white small Afro and crystal blue eyes staring at him

“of course ur laughing.”

you stuck your tongue out at him

he was like “yeah, she’s my kid.”

the next day after all the paperwork to make you his official daughter, he took you to see megumi

“what the hell is this?” was the first thing you heard from megumi

“you see, this is what we call a baby.”

“I KNOW WHAT A BABY IS!”

but overall megumi looks at you like a baby sister

tsumiki adores you and definitely babysits you with megumi

she loves to do your hair in different styles like the classic puffs, or twist with beads at the end

so cute

you were very upset when tsumiki had to “go away for a while”

back to gojo

he’s not good with responsibility, and a child was a huge one

“alexa! how do i change a diaper?”

nanami was a huge help

“gojo you shouldn’t hold a child like that-“

“she’s five months old you can’t feed her solids!”

shoko is also a huge help and a mother figure

she’s loves to get you anything that she thinks you might like

but your a baby and babies like almost anything

she quit smoking to be a better example for you but she started again

when you got a bit older like four/five gojo would start really spoiling you

like you ask for something boom you get it

gojo tried to baby proof before... let’s say he had to rent a hotel room while his house got repaired

gojo isn’t the greatest cook. after all he grew up in a clan with maids and stuff so he never really cooked before. but when you came along he himself wanted to make you meals. he burned rice

“daddy, the rice taste nasty.”

“it taste fine, princess.” *cue him eating some and almost barfing*

“okay yeah. we’ll get take takeout.”

“YAYYY!”

when you met nobara and itadori you were five

or ‘noba’ and ‘dori’ to you

can you imagine these two with a five year old?

pure chaos

a lot of sugar rushes

itadori probably had to get his stomach pumped

poor megumi is just trying to keep y’all alive

getting back on topic now

gojo often had to go on missions for long periods of time

so he often leaves you at the college or with Nanami or with the second years

you looked up to maki

you even have matching fake glasses

she taught you how to use a staff

you and toge have deep conversations about useless things

and panda gives you endless piggyback rides

when gojo comes back from his mission prepared to be extra spoiled

when it comes down to hair, he is surprisingly good at it

he has spent most of his free time watching YouTube videos to figure how to do your hair

now he can do puffs, braids, twists, and he can almost do cornrows

you are the best dressed baby ever

gojo gets clothes custom made and you can’t convince me otherwise

a lot of matching clothes

like those corny ass ones like “the greatest dad” and “the greatest daughter” type shit

overall gojo is a great father and is learning as he goes

#gojo satoru #gojo fluff #gojo satoru x reader #dad gojo #dad! gojo #jjk gojo #jjk x black!reader #jjk fluff #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jujutsu kaisen gojo #gojo as a dad #jujutsu kaisen x child reader

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lumelii · 3 years

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PANDA ~|~ NANAMI x FEM!READER

Summary: Nanami and Yuuji stop into the local bakery. Nanami finds something he wants that’s off the menu.

Content warning: fluff, little bit of pining, child-parent relations, singledad!Nanami

Note: thanks again to Moni for beta-reading 🥰

word count: 1.6k

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“Daddy! Look!”

It was a bakery they had passed multiple times on the way home, living just next door to it. It was small, tucked into one half of the ground floor of the low building it occupied, sharing a wall with a pharmacy. It served reasonably priced pastries and sandwiches, as well as some of the best coffee in Tokyo. Nanami usually took Yuuji there once or twice a month and let him pick what he wanted for breakfast.

The window display was almost always the same, Nanami would have missed the slight change as he tried to juggle the various bags they had accumulated from their early Saturday morning errands if his young son hadn’t pointed it out. He looked over to see the small bag of fruit he had asked Yuuji to carry on the sidewalk, a lone apple rolling away while his son stood on his tiptoes, his nose practically pressed to the glass.

Instead of the standard fare on the very top shelf, there was a row of buns in the shapes of various animals, with different fillings for each shape written neatly on cards next to each. Nanami had to admire the work, they were incredibly detailed.

“It’s a panda!” Yuuji looked back at Nanami and pointed at the aforementioned bun in the middle. “Can we get one?”

Nanami caught himself before denying Yuuji outright. He had been especially good today when they were running their errands, not complaining once as his father dragged him through town and entertaining himself in the various shops without getting into trouble. And they could go to the park later so Yuuji could run off his energy. A little sugar wouldn’t kill him.

“Sure. Go pick up your bag, though.” He pointed to the forgotten paper bag.

Yuuji quickly ran to pick up the bag (as well as the apple, adding it back to the bag before Nanami could tell him no), and grabbed his father’s hand to all but pull him into the bakery. It wasn’t as crowded as Nanami would have thought for a Saturday morning, something for which he was grateful. When there was a crowd, Yuuji liked to use people as obstacles and run around and through them as fast as he could. Only the obstacles moved, and he usually ended up on his butt more times than he would have liked.

They were able to go straight to an empty table to drop off their shopping before moving to the counter, and after a few seconds, one of the workers packaging cookies turned around, and Nanami’s breath caught in his throat.

It wasn’t like the bakery didn’t have pretty women working there-there were several, ones who would shamelessly flirt and try to butter up Yuuji as a means to get closer to his father, but Nanami didn’t indulge or even notice them. He was polite, got what he needed, then left. He never played into whatever fantasies the cashier of the month decided to dream up.

However, this time, it was hard to remind himself of that conviction when easily the prettiest worker he had ever seen there walked up to the register and smiled at him. Was she new? She had to be new, he’d never seen her before. He would have remembered seeing someone like you.

“Hi, welcome in.” You greeted and leaned against the counter. “What can I get for you?”

“Panda!” Yuuji yelled, his nose peeking over the top of the counter as he looked at you.

“Yuuji.” Nanami scolded and picked him up so he could actually see you. “Ask politely, son.”

Yuuji smiled at him then turned to smile at you. “Can I please have a panda bun please?”

You smiled and nodded. “Of course, sir.” You replied, making him giggle. Your smile widened and you finally looked at Nanami. “And for you?”

“I’ll just have a black coffee.” Nanami didn’t think he could focus on eating without choking if you were going to be walking around the bakery.

“Me too!”

“He’ll have a hot chocolate.”

“I want what you’re having.” Yuuji pouted. Nanami sighed and turned back to the counter.

“Make mine a hot chocolate too.”

You took his money and handed him a number for the table. “Give me just a second, I’ll bring everything to your table. Make yourself at home.”

Nanami nodded and lead Yuuji away from the big display case by the register back to their table, helping him out of his heavy winter coat when he was seated safely. He tried his best to listen to his son as he talked about a dog they had seen earlier today during their shopping trip, but he was finding it very hard to focus.

His eyes kept wandering back behind the counter, watching as you made their drinks and talked with the other workers, laughing along with them at a joke someone had said. He’d never felt this kind of attraction toward another person. It was irrational. He didn’t know you. Yet he still felt that draw.

There had been other women before Yuuji had come into his life, even a few dalliances on nights when Gojou would take him out and Toji would stay home to watch the kids, just to satisfy that primal need. There was even a girlfriend at one point. But Yuuji had declared he didn’t like her after several months, and that was enough for Nanami to end the relationship. There was no point in pursuing a woman who couldn’t to get along with his son.

So why was it now, after finding contentment in being alone for so long, that all he wanted to do was go up and ask you, a complete stranger, on a date?

“You boys are lucky.” Nanami looked up and saw you were now standing next to their table, placing their to-go cups in front of them as well as Yuuji’s panda bun. “This was the second to last one.”

“Do you normally sell out quickly on the animals?” He heard himself asking, like the back of his neck wasn’t on fire right now.

“We only just started making them this week, but for the most part, yes.” You straightened from setting the food down and hugged the tray to your chest. “The red bean panda usually sells first. I suppose people are more used to the flavor.”

“What’s your name?” Yuuji asked suddenly, taking a big bite out of the head of his panda.

“I’m Y/N.” You smiled at the young boy. “What’s yours?”

Thankfully, Yuuji took the time to actually swallow his food before speaking, which was uncharacteristic of him. “My name is Yuuji.” His son said proudly. “I’m five.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Yuuji.” Your eyes turned to Nanami expectantly. “And your name?”

“His name is Dad.” Yuuji told her before Nanami could reply. She laughed, and he thought he hadn’t heard anything quite so wonderful today.

“And is that your first or last name?”

“Our last name is Nanami.” Yuuji answered again, cutting off his father as he opened his mouth to speak. “We live in the building next door.”

“Really? So I do. I just moved in. We’re neighbors.”

“Can I come visit you?” Yuuji asked excitedly.

“Yuuji, let’s not take up any more of the lady’s time.” Nanami interjected, noticing another customer had walked in, but also slightly embarrassed at his son’s oversharing.

“You’re fine, don’t worry. We already had our big morning rush.” You leaned in closer so the young boy wouldn’t hear what you were saying. “I put a shot of espresso in your cup. It should help if you need the caffeine.”

Nanami merely stared back when you pulled back and smiled again. He didn’t know how to respond to this kindness from a total stranger. You didn’t even know him, yet you spoke and cared as if you had been acquainted for a lifetime.

“Y/N!” A voice from the kitchen yelled before Nanami could open his mouth to thank you properly. “We’re almost out of spritz cookies!”

“Coming!” You yelled back and bowed slightly to Nanami. “It was nice to meet you, Dad-san.”

You were gone before he could reply. “It’s Kento.” He murmured to himself. However, Yuuji heard him and fixed him with a frown.

“Your name is Dad.” Yuuji said resolutely.

“I had a name before you came along.”

“And now it’s Dad.”

They sat quietly finishing their drinks, Yuuji swinging his legs happily as he finished his bun and watched the people coming and going in the bakery with wide, curious eyes. Nanami tried hard not to stare at you behind the counter as you worked, but his eyes kept drifting your direction of their own volition. He’d never felt this kind of pull before. He had to be imagining it. He was being irrational.

His line of vision as he watched the door to the kitchen, waiting for you to come out again after disappearing several minutes ago, was blocked when another server came up and set a brown bag with the bakery’s logo on the table. Nanami immediately picked it up and tried to hand it back.

“We didn’t order this.” He told the teenage boy.

“They’re on the house,” was all the boy said before going back behind the counter.

Nanami looked behind the counter and saw you had appeared again, now watching them. When he caught your eye, you smiled widely and gave him a small thumbs up. Looking inside the bag, there was a pair of peanut butter chocolate chip cookies, along with the last panda bun. When he turned the bag to put it in with one of the larger shopping bags from their trip, the black ink of a marker caught his eye. Pulling the bag back out, he noticed the same neat handwriting from the display case.

‘Thanks for coming in, neighbor ^_^’

He was truly fucked.

tags: @oikawaandkuroostan (let me know if you want to get added to my tag list-either for this story or any of my writing!)

#growing pains #single dad!nanami #nanami x y/n #nanami kento #itadori yuuji #fanfiction #jujutsu kaisen #jjk fanfic #dadami

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