OMG i just taught of this in my head its alright if ya dont wanna write it but NANAMI AS A FATHER HEADCANON cuz like man will be dedicsted to making sure his child has a goos life (and not be like gojo)
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✭ pairings: platonic - dad!nanami x daughter!reader
✭ warning: nanami's probably out of character, pure fluff, fem!reader
✭ word count: 1.2k words
HII OH MY GOSH, thank you for the ask!! okay so this is my first ever hc request and I ABSOLUTELY ADORE the idea of this!! I hardly ever write 'x reader' content, but I really might just start doing it for the platonic reqs!
I really do think Nanamin would be the best dad ever, but Gojo would definitely be a great parent too considering that he does believe that children should be allowed to be happy without having their childhood taken away!
Anyway, I've yapped enough, here are the Dad!Nanami Headcanons! Enjoy!
𝐝𝐚𝐝!𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 | 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬
Dad!Nanami who:
✧ Raised the baby left on his doorstep, crying and swaddled in cloth with her heartbreaking screams of hunger and lack of love filled his ears.
✧ Instantly checked on her condition, considering the baby’s cries, he couldn’t tell if perhaps she was injured.
✧ Once he figured out she was fine, he instantly rushed to the store with the baby in his arms, rushing through each aisle to hunt for baby food.
✧ Bought the food the moment he spotted it, adjusting her in his hold as he quickly paid for it, sitting on the ground outside to open the food and feed the starving child.
✧ Softens the moment he hears her cries stop, her big eyes staring up at him intently with her remaining tears gathered in the corners of her eyes.
✧ Smiles a little the moment he sees how quickly she devours the baby food, showing how hungry she really is.
✧ Thought maybe parenthood isn’t as bad as it seems.
✧ Feels pride bubble up in his chest the moment she begins to walk, her smile wide as she wobbles towards him, his arms wide open as he speaks to her with soft encouragement, “That’s it, step by step.”
✧ Scoops her up into a big hug the moment she’s a few inches away from her, her little giggles of amusement bringing her so much joy.
✧ Doesn’t mind doodling silly little things with her, scribbling down on a paper whatever she asks, as long as it’s after work hours, despite his urge to bend the rules for his little girl.
✧ Brings her to work as long as he’s not on a mission (because really, who in the right mind would put such a precious being in harm’s way?), just to make sure that she’s safe and sound. At least she’s with him, and he can keep an eye on her.
✧ Knows he can trust his baby girl with Gojo’s students when he needs to go on a mission, and never Gojo, even if Fushiguro did turn out the way he did under Gojo’s care.
✧ Would make the three teens promise not to let Gojo within a five-foot radius of his little daughter because he knows it would mean nothing but trouble (who knows what really goes on behind those blindfolded, blank eyes.)
✧ Is nothing but touched to see how the three students cared for his little girl so carefully, seeing her resting on Itadori’s chest as they sleep on the couch with the hushed noises of children’s cartoons in the background from the TV.
✧ Tucks her away before gently placing a warm blanket over the three students who he clearly cared for (he’s never explicitly said so, but they all know it). He’s nothing short of grateful for their help babysitting the precious little girl in his life, and he sees her as his own, not caring for the fact that she was just left on his doorstep. He can’t wait to see her grow.
✧ Tears up a little behind his glasses as he drops her off for her first day at preschool, his face stoic as ever as he wonders where all the time went as he watches her skip off to class, waving goodbye to him.
✧ Wishes that time would slow down just for a while so he could read her bedtime stories and notice the tiny things she does to try and make his day easier. Always his little helper, she was.
✧ Can’t wait to pick her up, packing up fifteen minutes earlier from work just to collect her on time, turning to Gojo with a glare as the white-haired man smirks, entertained to see his junior so caring and paternal.
✧ Arrives at her preschool just a minute early, waiting at the school’s gates as he hears the bell ring, the cheers of other kids rushing out like water from a broken dam. His eyes immediately rush to find her tiny figure, and he bends down, recognising the top of her head through the sea of children.
✧ Listens to every little thing she tells him, from what she saw in the class to the friends she made – even the tiny ants she saw at the playground during recess.
✧ Smiles the moment he sees the drawing she did in the class of a poorly-drawn him and herself (he doesn’t mind it one bit), just proud to have been involved in her growth.
✧ Frames the drawing instantly, and though it’s a little big, it sits on his bedside table, right next to his wristwatch and glasses.
✧ Has no hesitation to put aside whatever housework the moment she asks for help with homework – math specifically.
✧ Is as patient as he can be, explaining the basics clearer for his precious daughter to understand, helping her with the first bit before letting her try it out on her own. He’s positively glowing with pride when he checks through her homework, finding it all done correctly.
✧ Ruffles her hair as she grins with a laugh as he gives her his rare words of encouragement, “Great work, kiddo.”
✧ Sees her with a gold star sticker her homework the next day as she runs to him after school, her maths worksheet waving in the air as she jumps into his arms.
✧ Is nothing but satisfied to see her beaming with pride at her efforts, and relieved to know that he’s doing a good job so far.
✧ Finds himself stuck, struggling to explain where her mother is as she peers curiously up at him, his daughter now up to his hip.
✧ She’s grown again, and her increased height followed her curiosity as she asked more questions, and noticed more things – well in this case, the lack thereof.
✧ He simply replied with a, “It’s always been you and I.” Relief fills him the moment he sees a nod in understanding, but the thought keeps him awake at night. Eventually, he’ll have to explain, it’s always the hardest thing to find out how to do it.
✧ Finds out why she asked as he spots a little worksheet on her desk, his brown eyes widening as he recognises it as a family tree.
✧ Two of the slots are filled, but the rest remain blank, and he feels nothing but pity, a sigh escaping him as he picks up the sheet of paper.
✧ Plans to tell his daughter everything that night, preparing her favourite dishes and desserts, but his nerves are getting to him, resulting in a tense silence as he sits at the dining table, waiting for her to finish her shower.
✧ Notices the moment passes as she sits down, digging into her meal as he clears his throat, finally finding it in him to speak.
✧ Watches every twitch of her eyelid as she blinks, waiting for some sort of reaction from her, hoping that she’d take it well. He’s not sure of what he’d do if it all went south.
✧ Is silent by the end of the explanation, waiting, gauging for her voice to say something, but all he can see are her big eyes staring at him.
✧ Is caught off guard when she says, “I don’t need any other family, because I have you, Dad. I don’t care if I’m adopted or not, you’ll always be my dad.”
✧ Feels his eyes water, his arms spreading open to pull her into a hug. It’s uncharacteristic of him, but for her, he wouldn’t care. She’s his daughter, his little girl, not bound by blood but by bond.
✧ Would want nothing more than to hold her in his arms, wishing to protect her from every little bit of harm because that’s what you do with things you adore, with the things you treasure – and she’s everything to him, his baby girl.
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hi i dont know if a midnight miracle is done with but can you maybe do a part three of the night the baby is born or how ellie & the reader are dealing with motherhood. thank u <3
A midnight miracle (part three)
A/N: Thank you for your request💞 Sorry I took some time, I have been busy with a lot atm but I hope you like it:)
Part one, part two
BEFORE YOU READ: masterpost on how you can educate yourself on and help Palestine
🩵Motherhood was different from what you had expected, sure you never thought it was gonna be easy, but this was something else
🩵One night in December you woke up, sweat dripping down your back, in pain
🩵The pain almost felt like period cramps, though not as painful and it disappeared as quick as you noticed it so you tried to fall back asleep
🩵Some hours later you woke up again and the cramps had intensified so you walked to the bathroom in search for a painkiller
🩵Just when you reach the bathroom you felt some liquid dripping down your legs even though you didn’t really feel the need to pee
🩵A sound was heard from behind the bathroom door and quickly Ellie came into view
🩵“Hey babe, why are you up? It’s 5 in the morning”. Her voice was raspy and tired
🩵“I think my water broke”
🩵“Oh shit”
🩵Ellie started panicking for a moment before she helped you to prepare the bad you had packed for the birth
🩵It took a couple of hours for the contractions to come regular enough for you to be allowed into the hospital but just when they got - Ellie didn’t hesitate a moment before shoving you into the car and start driving
🩵She hated seeing you in pain, I mean which partner liked to see their lover endure something like that?
🩵When it was finally time to push, Ellie tried to soothe you by talking sweet nonsense but you were really not in the mood
🩵“Shut the fuck up, Ellie”, you yelled at your poor wife
🩵She understood though that you weren’t irritated at her, just that you were so exhausted from the pain
🩵When the baby finally came out, Ellie cried so hard and even more when she saw her baby girl laying on your chest
🩵Finally she had her little family that she had always dreamed of
💝If it was anyone who could compete in the crying challenge it was Joel when he met the baby for the first time
💝He got to hold her and watch her pretty little face as she slept
💝Her fingers where so small and gripped onto his pinky
💝As a gift, Joel had bought her a shirt that said “I have the best grandpa” which he convinced you to let her wear
🌸In the beginning, Ellie felt very insecure as a mother
🌸She had doubts about not being good enough as she never had a mother of her own and that that would make her a bad one for some reason
🌸You comforted her and whispered into her ears how perfect she was with your little girl and how great mum she was as you laid in bed after a long day
🌸Even though they weren’t connected by blood, Ellie still felt a strong connection to her child and it grew stronger when she saw how similar the baby was to you, her wife
🌸After giving birth though, you were exhausted and it took some time, obviously, before you came back into your feet again
🌸Ellie helped you with everything she could and doten on the little baby when you were too tired to
🥕You never really had pregnancy craving but to your surprise, the breastfeeding cravings was crazy for you
🥕Everything from cooked carrots to toasts with moldy cheese and jam, maybe not that crazy
🥕Then it spiraled out of control
🥕You always made Ellie tried all your weird food combinations and make her rate them
🥕“Come on babe”
🥕“I’m not gonna eat rice and chocolate sauce”
🥕“It’s delicious, I promise you”
🥕“You’re disgusting”
🥕“You love it”
🦖For your child’s first Halloween, Ellie obviously dressed her in a dinosaur costume
🦖She begged you to hold the baby so she could take a hundred pictures and send them to Joel
🦖It was her backgrounds photo for a long time
🦖Ellie really loved dressing your girl up and it became her thing as a mother
🦖She adored matching clothes with herself
🦖So now your baby girl looked like a masc lesbian 😭
💞Motherhood definitely wasn’t easy, some days were harder than others but you wouldn’t swap it for anything in the world
💞Your wife and daughter was everything you needed
A/N: 😭😭😭 this is so cute I want a baby (just not the responsibilities) and an Ellie. Also, I have never given birth nor had a child to take care of so sorry if this is inaccurate lol
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i couldnt really think of a fic req but i got sum inspo lmaoe
leeknow and reader (male reader if you can, if not jus do gn reader) went to one of han's parties at a club and lee know was feeling mischievous that night so he decided to act like a brat which ended up in a bit of a fight where reader asks why hes acting like that, he shouldn't be acting like bcs theres other guests they dont know and lee know protests saying that he can do whatever the fuck he wants and that reader is being annoying and stupid saying that reader shpuld stop controlling him, blah blah blah and then it ends up with reader punishing him, edging him for god knows how long and when he finally gets release hes getting overstimulated and reader wont let him get any cock unless he begs for it<3
basically submissive bratty leeknow (i have a dom reader typa obsession and punishments and i like seeing ppl cry so idk🏃💨)
PLSPSLSPSLS do this one! (get sum rest first tho!!)
- 143 anon
Punish me
Paring: Male!reader x OT8 (mostly leeknow)
Warning: toxic relationship, crying, alchohol
My first ever malereader x ot8 storyy 😆hope you enjoy! 🩷
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Everyone knew about Leeknow and Y/n. There was no surprise there. The way they both looked at eachother would give it off quite immediately. They were genuinely perfect for eachother but the only problem was that leeknow fed off of how vulnerable Y/n was and he enjoyed to make his life a living hell.
“Yo what’s Leeknow’s deal?” Han had pulled Y/n to the side. He quickly looked over at leeknow to see what he was talking about and there it was. On the other side of the room where Leeknow stood there was a guy, a shorter guy who was touching all over him.
“I don’t know,” Y/n shrugged and straightened his bow tie. “I really don’t know,” he frowned and looked up at Han.
“Hey, look. Don’t let this ruin our night okay? It’s our launch party. We need to have fun,” Han grabbed a glass of champagne and handed it to him. “Drink and let loose, it’s his loss anyway,”
“What would I do without you Hyung,” Y/n groaned and gave him a smile.
“I don’t know, probably be bawling your eyes out. My little baby,” he teased the younger boy by pinching his cheeks before they heard someone clearing their throat.
“Y/n. A word,” leeknow stood there with his hands tucked on both sides of his suit. His eyebrows furrowed and his posture tall and intimidating.
Fuck.
“Han, hold this. I’ll be-“ before he could even finish his sentence leeknow had already grabbed his arm and was leading him through the crowd.
His grip getting tighter and tighter as they made it outside to the balcony.
“Leeknow? Baby your hurting me,” he whimpered as he tried to remove his hands out of his grip.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Leeknow growled as he towered over the petit boy.
“What do you mean leeknow? I haven’t done anything! You’re the one flirting with other people,” Y/n’s voice quivered as tears started to fill his eyes.
“You always do this, then blame me when I talk to-“
“Han? Yes because Han wants you. Isn’t it obvious? All the boys do,” he run his hands through his hair as he got closer.
“Leeknow, no they don’t and even if they do
, it doesn’t give you an excuse to treat me like shit,” he defended himself as he looked up at his lover.
“Do you even love me anymore?” Leeknow spat. He gasped at this and a tear quickly run down his cheek.
“That’s not fair leeknow and you know this! I do,”
“Then be a goodboy for me and behave. Understood?” He wiped the tear off of his cheek before slowly lowering his head and kissing Y/n.
“Can you do that for me?” He only got a whimper in response which made leeknow feel more powerful.
“Leeknow! Can I talk to you?” The guy that was hanging out with leeknow at the bar had walked over to them.
“Ofcourse you can sweetheart. Another drink on me?” Leeknow smirked once again before leaning in to kiss his younger lover.
Y/n felt pathetic and humiliated as leeknow walked away from him. His hands wrapped around the other.
That was it. He was sick and tired of Leeknow’s acts. He was done being the used one. He was tired of Leeknow’s games. What else do to than play fire with fire? Or is it water with fire?
He made his way into the ballroom where the first person he met was their leader. Chan.
“Hey Y/nnie!” The smell of alchohol filled his nostrils. “I’m drunk,” he giggled as he spun the younger boy around.
“Oh I can tell!” He teased, “shall we get more drinks?” Y/n asked.
“Yeah totally! Here, hold my hand,” at first he was hesitant but he could sense eyes on him. Burning the back oh his head and without thinking twice he grabbed Chan’s hand.
“Did I tell you how amazing you look tonight?” Chan said. Y/n’s cheeks turned red as he wasn’t so used to compliments from him.
“Thank you Chan, you do too.” He got a wink in response before Chan talked to the waiter.
“Hey, you don’t have a chair!” Chan frowned and looked around. “You can sit on my lap right? Just as friends…Ofcourse! I mean you don’t have to if you don’t want to-“
“Yeah sure,” he giggled in response to Chan’s rumbling. It was obvious he was nervous and now Y/n was actually believing what leeknow had said about his members crushing on him.
The two ended up having a good conversation back and forth and the drinks kept coming. He was for sure 100% drunk now…maybe more than Chan at this point but he couldn’t help it.
With the stress of leeknow constantly teasing him and tabloid ms finding out about his sexuality, everything was becoming too much.
Leeknow watched from a far. He was pissed off. He was so pissed off because Y/n was his. Always his. Was this his fault? Did he chase him away? He was so focused on his every move that he forgot that his whole plan was to make Y/n jealous not the other way around but why was he turned on and frustrated.
He watched the way Y/n was sat on Chan and the way his arms were wrapped around him. It was eating him alive that he didn’t even realize the glass in his hands had shattered.
“Sir are you okay?” A waiter near by gasped in shock and he quickly helped leeknow clean up.
“Yeah yeah I’m fine,” he shrugged her off and continued to watch Y/n from a far. He looked wasted but so happy. Too happy.
“Woah what’s going on here?” Han joined Y/n and Chan’s conversation. He chuckled and looked at the two.
“Hey Hannie!” Y/n slurred and got up to give him a hug but instead tripped over into his arms getting caught.
“You’re too drunk love,” Han told the younger boy. “Should I take you upstairs?”
“Oh? Already?” He winked at Han who was already turning red. “Leeknow won’t be happy with that,” he teased. Hans hands wrapped around his waist to be able to keep him up.
“I’m going to get him a room to sober up, tell leeknow if he’s looking-“
“Oh don’t worry his walking over here right now,” Chan interrupted and pointed at a direction.
Fuck. Y/n looked at the fuming leeknow and the position he was stood next to Han and decided to make a run for it.
“Han save yourself and run, I’ll run that way!” Y/n quickly said but before Han could understand, he had dashed the other way into the crowd trying to avoid Leeknow.
“Hyung what’s going on?” Han asked leeknow who had arrived.
“I’m going to punish that little brat is what’s going on,” leeknow had basically removed the buckle of his belt. He spotted the petit boy heading upstairs. He smirked at this. He really thought his boyfriend was that stupid? He basically had boyfriend senses.
Y/n was huffing and puffing as he closed the door behind him. He sat on the bed praying that Leeknow hadn’t seen him enter that room.
He let out a tiny sigh of relief but that was taken away when the door was broken into. Quite literally.
“What did I tell you princess?” Leeknow growled. His eyes were dark and full of last. He walked over to Y/n before lifting him with one hand and roughly kissing him.
“I don’t want to talk to you right now leeknow,” he frowned because he was still hurt from Leeknow’s little shenanigans from before.
“Yeah but guess what, you still mine and I don’t like the way you were acting out there,”
“I’m sorry baby. I swear it wasn’t even like that-“
“On your knees now.” Was all he said. His voice was rough and stern.
“But leeknow the door is open-“
“Let them see. Let me show them how good of a punishment I give you.”
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PS I DONT KNOW HOW TO WRITE SMUT.
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