nanami kento + smut prompt 29 + 30 pls!! :3
PDA - nanami kento
summary: nanami doesn't hate nor love pda but he loves being petty.
tags: jealousy? kind of. pda, fingering, pet names (love, princess, darling, baby) fem! reader, praise kink, voyeurism(?)
notes: i want nanami's hands in my- anyway i hope you enjoy your meal <3
nanami didn't hate pda nor did he absolutely love it. he stood somewhere in the middle. if you were any remotely close to the outer-edge of the sidewalk, he would loosely grab onto your hips moving you to the side, so that you switched places. if you were entering a store, restaurant, or any other building, he would open the door for you, placing a hand onto the curve of your back, guiding you in. if you were walking by each other, he would wrap his pinky around yours, a small show of affection he has always done. so, why is it now that nanami's right hand is slowly inching its way up your thigh, his hand stopping before squeezing the plush skin of your thigh then continuing on?
"kento… what are you doing?" you nervously whispered. your voice faltering when his veiny hand inched closer. nanami only spared you a quick glance, a smile hitched on his lips before refocusing his attention on the people in front of him. it would've been fine, really, if he had done this anywhere else. but nanami chose to do it here, in front of his co-workers at a celebration dinner. surely nanami did not do this without a cause, of course not, he wouldn't admit but he did it out of pettiness. out of spite and maybe out of jealousy too. he saw the way his general manager looked at you. the way he could see how his manager not so subtlety scooted his chair close to yours. the way he "accidentally" dropped his chopsticks and used that excuse to get closer to you. the way he set his silverware to his left so he could consequently bump hands with you. it was so aggravating. but as much as nanami is impatient, he is petty.
"hey princess, can you pass me a napkin?"
"thank you, my love."
"baby, you're so pretty."
"my darling, did you eat well?"
you never heard that many pet names fall from nanami's mouth within a span of 15 minutes. it was cute nonetheless but intriguing as you knew something was up but couldn't quite place your finger on it. it wasn't until his hand brushed against your clothed pussy that you finally got the hint. "be a good girl and spread your legs for me." you quietly whimpered as you swallowed down the lump in your throat. your mouth became dry like it was starved from water for days. subsequently, your panties were soaked, which nanami quietly laughed at. oh, he's so mean. your legs spreaded to accommodate his hand as it ventured in between your thighs. you tried so hard to appear normal, as if your boyfriend's hand wasn't teasingly rubbing slow circles on your clit. your eyes scanned the rooms, eyes jumping from one point to another, frantically trying to get your mind off of the situation beneath the table.
"focus only on me, pretty girl." nanami whispered into your ear. his breath triggering a sudden chill down your body. but curse him for looking ever so stoic while two fingers were knuckles deep into your cunt. his fingers started pumping in and out of you antagonizing slowly but when he found your eyes meeting his, nanami fastened his pace. "you're such a good girl for me, love." his palm that brushed against your clit only aided the pleasure. curse him for being so stoic but when you saw a shit eating grin on his face, you knew he was doing this for a reason. as if he achieved his own personal goal. and just when you were about to cum, nanami removed his fingers, wiping your fluids onto his suit pants. you'd argue that it was more expensive than rent but he'd only shrug with a small smile. but you sent him a glare anyway. "general manager? my girlfriend is feeling quite tired. so i think we'll leave early. have a good night." so then nanami took a hold of your hand and led you to his car. nanami doesn't hate nor love pda but he loves being petty.
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sometimes i want to reach through the screen and shake sabo by the shoulders because. god. there's just so much going on with him.
he's first introduced through the veil of luffy's memories- here he's just another feral jungle kid, sticking it out with ace and luffy, the 'nicer' brother in young luffy's eyes. and then boom. you find out he's a runaway noble trying to escape his abusive, neglectful family- and this changes nothing, they still get to become sworn brothers, but just as quickly as this is resolved, his asshole of a dad takes the three of them hostage. and what does sabo do? he gives up the little sliver of freedom he'd fought for, is willing to become miserable and lonely again if it means ace and luffy are spared. and then he comes home to find that in his absence, his parents have already found a replacement! great!
and he doesn't even get to address how fucked up that is, because stelly runs his mouth and now sabo's too busy trying to figure out how to stop his brothers and their home from getting burnt to the ground. he never gets to give them a proper goodbye- he exhausts himself trying to reach them, but he can't because. you know. he's ten. so where does this leave sabo? ten years old, with nowhere to go- he sets out to sea to try and start over, and for the crime of wanting to escape a terrible life, he's punished with an explosion to the face. he loses his memories, his brothers lose him- and so the cycle continues.
then the army saves him, takes him in; he's essentially a child soldier, with how prodigious of a fighter he is from the get-go. but hey, he thinks he's finally found his footing, even if his past's a blur to him- then it all comes flooding back. in the worst way possible. he sees his brother's corpse and he remembers, but it doesn't matter, does it? he's too late, ace is gone, and sabo's lost ten years of a life he could have shared with his brothers. we don't even know how (if, even) he recovers from this- except for a single passing statement from koala, asking him if he's 'had that dream again' because he'd been crying in his sleep. this is never brought up or addressed again. great!plus, we never do find out if getting blown up at the ripe old age of ten could have left any lasting fire-related trauma; and if it does, what does that mean for sabo, who's pretty much made of it, now?
both of these questions are answered at once- sabo treats the fire as if it's ace. it's ace's legacy he's carrying on, and it's ace he seeks freedom for. he copes by making sure ace lives on in his flames, and how can he ever hate the fire living in him if that fire is all he has left of the brother he never got to see again?
i just have to wonder about him, because he's got so many Issues that just. don't ever get addressed? every time we see him deal with his grief (episode of sabo, his own retelling of events in dressrosa) we never really discover anything about him. i wonder how it felt to finally remember the childhood that eluded him, just to find out he was an unwanted, replacable child. how he feels, living with the knowledge that he could have done something to save ace, that he'd failed to remember the two people he loved the most? i wonder just how terribly that guilt must weigh down on him- because where luffy's already begun to heal, sabo still sees ace in everything he does. his title of flame emperor is a direct callback to ace's final attack in his fight against blackbeard. he talks to his goddamn fire like his brother is still in front of him, which is sweet and heartbreaking and, considering his backlog of unaddressed trauma... incredibly unhealthy. i know these will probably be left unresolved for the sake of moving the story forward- but god, sabo, are you okay?
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Skip has always found a way to work through his problems and turn them around with relative ease, but the sudden death of his wife, Brandi, has brought his mostly carefreeness towards his children to a stand-still. With two freshly traumatized children and a newborn under his belt, can Skip juggle turning his shitty ass life around for his family, or will he crumble under the weight of his past mistakes?
Darleen hasn’t been the same since her husband, Darren, died, though she’d be quick to argue with you if you said anything of the sort. She’s FINE! She misses her husband, undoubtedly, but she’s not going to let that very, very, very tiny thing wreck her whole life, and she’s not going to let people give her grief about ANYTHING. Sure, she got fired from her job a few months back and hasn’t made any strides to find a new one, and she’s losing touch with her son as she goes and squanders all her responsibilities by partying and drinking on par with younger years, aaaaaaaaaaaaand the almost obsessive idealistic crush she’s developed on her neighbor is clouding the second half of her judgment, but she’s bounced back from worse and knows everything’s going to come up Darleen :) …………. hopefully
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getting to a point with nerd bakugou where you're not even playing games online together anymore, you're just — chatting, all day 🥺
and you've gotten close enough that you'll send him a mirror selfie and even if your phone is mostly covering your face, he's ZOOMING IN ON THAT BABY and over-analyzing the hell out of it 🥺 trying to figure out what you look like 🥺 and every single photo he sends in return is assessed for a minimum of 20 minutes, because he wants to make sure his reflection isn't showing anything or his body doesn't look weird, that his posture is right 🥺
and the first time you send something back like, "you look nice today 😊🩷", even though he's just showing off his shirt from a movie you both like — he's having to put his phone down on his desk and put his hands over his face because he feels so airbruqoabdka about you !!!!!
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I’m being so ffr rn, if the show runners definitively show that Buddie is not going to happen?
I’m probably not going to be watching anymore.
I mean it when I say that they’re literally the sole reason I watched this show in the first place. I saw a billion TikTok edits of them & was like “Idek these characters I need to watch this show and see what’s going on over there.”
And like, it’s a fun show, I’m not saying it isn’t, but first responder shows are a dime a dozen. There are other shows that have queer characters and found family and wild adventures. Granted, they don’t have Buck & his bi arc, but I’d still read fanfics to get my Evan Buckley fix lol.
I don’t need them right now, I’m so down for the slow burn, will-they-won’t-they & the pining & the yearning & the build up and the GOOD foundation. I want to see Eddie figuring himself out and dealing with his repression and figuring out he’s queer (& Demi, pls God. I hope if I just say it enough, I can will it into existence somehow) before anything happens with the two of them, but if they take definitive steps to have one of them like, marry someone else or something, I think I’m gonna head out. Find me on ao3 for the rest of my days lol.
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Random au because I can't stop thinking about this:
On the doc Mike and Pac found in the prison said that if Walter Bob completed that specific task he would be free from the jail/no longer a prisoner, right? (MY memory isn't the best so maybe this is a bit wrong but that is what we have for today folks augstwfwywfrqcw)
So
What if one day he finishes the task and Cucorucho with a smile brings him to another federation building and asks him to get into a room
So
Days later Fit is asked to clean a room, no big deal, another day of honest work where he starts lurking around looking for anything that could be useful for him and his mission
And then, in another place that he isn't suppose to be, but that he got into anyway is a... something. In the corner. It's small, it's scared, maybe even trembling a little bit and tired, very tired.
It's an egg.
When he enters, it turns around to face him and Fit freezes for a second because now he can clearly read the name on top of the kid.
"Walter Bob"
Well, he isn't coming out of that building alone.
Also! For fluff purposes! Imagine he bringing him to show Pac and Mike, like, Walter Bob doesn't have the memories of Before but he can't help but feel at ease around those "strangers" and their vibrant, lively energy, especially because they seem to like be around him as well, always full of hugs and itens and new places to show around.
Ramon being a good older brother! Showing him how to explode things and being perfect to bring his more quiet and chaotic side.
The fact that before he couldn’t remember ever having a bed just the cold metal of the cell and the guards shouting and pain and experiments and cold cold cold
But now it's different! Now he has a family, people from everywhere smiling and talking to him and helping and saying strange, kind things like that their house is his as well and that if he ever ever need he could call
And then Forever reforms the NINHO to have another room and Bad calls him to chat while making his buildings and Baghera gives him a bunch of invisible potions so they can hang around listening to gossips and Philza is always chill in letting him visit and Foolish laugh and goof around like nothing could ever go wrong everytime he gets too anxious and Mike and Pac are there and...
And Richas gives him beautiful paintings to put in his room and Dapper show him all his cool animal collection and Leo take him to a train ride and Tallulah helps him to decorate his room and...
And and and
(And the hope is there, it hurts too much to bare sometimes, like it's a knife that already cut him before.
But little by little, with time, the wounds begins to heal)
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