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ichorai · 29 days

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ties that bind ; nanami kento ; october 26th.

pairing ; nanami kento x reader

drabble synopsis ; nanami shows up to work smelling like you, and gojo has quite a keen sense of smell.

themes ; fluff, slice of life, established relationship (married)

warnings / includes ; more domestic vibes, nanami's Tired guys someone give him a vacation

series masterlist.

26th october, 2016

Nanami was having a long morning. Granted, the clock hadn’t even hit 9 AM yet, but he was already feeling particularly exhausted.

Possible reasons included, but were not limited to: the local bakery he usually went to for breakfast was out of his favorite kind of almond croissants, the vending machine that held his precious coffee outside of the school was out of order, forcing him to go forgo caffeine for the day, Principal Yaga informed him of an influx of village curses he needed to take care of since the school was currently short-handed on staff, and, finally, Gojo would just not stop pestering him.

The lanky, white-haired colleague of Nanami’s started off by sending roughly a dozen memes about a trendy topic he really had no interest in whatsoever. Then, when Gojo realized that Nanami had muted his messages when he no longer kept responding with: “Stop sending me these during work hours”, he took it upon himself to barge into his office and languidly splay himself across the couch situated opposite his desk and chair.

Perhaps the only saving grace of this morning, Nanami recalled, was waking up next to you—a sight he’d been blessed with for over a year now. You were still asleep when his alarm buzzed, though you mumbled something groggy and unintelligible under your breath. Knowing that you had a tiring day yesterday, your husband let you sleep for another five minutes while he slipped out from beneath the comforters to wash up. When he returned, you had curled up on his side of the bed, nose smothered into his pillow to inhale his scent. Nanami’s hand reached out to brush stray hairs away from your face, still slackened with sleepiness, but your eyes were cracked open into narrow slits.

“Hey, honey,” he whispered, voice soft as ever. “We’ve got work soon. Do you want me to drop you off?”

You worked at a local university quite close to home. Though curses weren’t particularly attracted to you, what with your easy-going and admiringly-positive demeanor, where you worked was a breeding ground for negative emotions. Stressed students and impatient professors always had universities crawling with curses of all sorts. Nanami never liked the idea of you working in such an environment.

“I think I’ll call in sick today,” you mumbled back, pushing yourself to sit up against the headboard with a lethargic wince. “I have a terrible headache… I think I might be coming down with a cold. I’ve just got to reschedule today’s lecture with the students for another day.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” he said, brows kinking with worry as he moved to sit down next to you. “Do you need me to pick up anything for you from the pharmacy?”

“I’ll be okay,” you told him in a reassuring manner. A bright, but tired smile made its way onto your face when the back of his hand rested over your forehead to feel your temperature. He frowned in concern and pulled away—you were much warmer than usual.

Then, he dipped forward to press a chaste, but loving kiss right over your temple. “Get some rest, okay? I’ll make you some tea.”

“You should be getting to work, Kento—”

He made a dismissive noise, and got up to go fix you the warm drink, squeezing in some honey and lemon in case you had a sore throat, too. A few minutes later, he came back with the steaming mug, and a pack of unopened paracetamol he fetched from the kitchen drawers.

“Take one now, and another by lunchtime if you’re still feeling unwell,” he told you, his sharp features displaying nothing but raw concern.

“Yes, doc,” you said with a slight laugh and a salute. “I’ll be okay, honey, really. It’s just a little cold, but thank you for the tea. Now you go and get ready for work.”

Kento pursed his lips, kissed your head again, and rose from your side to go change into his professional attire. Even after all this time, he could feel a warm flush settling over his cheeks when you whistled in appreciation from the bed, clutching the mug of tea in between your palms with a grin.

“You look so handsome, Kento.”

“It’s the same thing I always wear.”

“My point stands,” you said, voice rife with mirth. He shot you a soft, appreciative smile.

In his haste to get ready and rush off to work, he accidentally spritzed himself with your perfume rather than his usual cologne. He didn’t mind all that much, anyway, because that meant he’d be able to smell you all day long, and hurried to gather the rest of his things.

“I love you, please send me a message if you need anything,” he said just as he was about to leave, thumb brushing just beneath your jaw.

“I will,” you reassured, one hand lifting away from the mug to take hold of his palm and tug the appendage upwards so you could kiss the inside of his wrist, right over his pulse. “Have a good day at work, hon.”

God, he loved you more than anything.

Now, with Nanami’s mind both burdened with thoughts of you being sick, and stressed over the new wave of village curses Yaga asked him to take care of, he hadn’t even noticed Gojo suddenly right at his side rather than ridiculously spreading out over the office’s couch.

“Ooh, Nanamin,” he said the fond nickname in a crude, high-pitched tone, and over-exaggerated sniffing at Nanami’s suit, “Who is this I’m smelling on you? Are you seeing someone behind my back?”

Nanami’s left eye twitched behind his spectacles. It was a relatively easy choice he made not to tell anyone at work about you. He very much preferred to keep work and personal life separate.

“It’s my new perfume,” Nanami bluntly said, expression remaining unamused.

“I didn’t take you for a floral-note kind of man,” Gojo crooned in response with a roguish grin. If he thought that Nanami was lying at all, he betrayed no signs of such. “I love it! What brand is it? Where’d you get it?”

“Get out of my office, Gojo.”

The blind-folded man snickered and rubbed his hands together. Nanami’s evident irritation only seemed to egg him on. “Didn’t Yaga tell you? I’m coming with you today! Apparently there’s been reports of a special-grade curse there. You’re going to need my help, you know.” Gojo prodded at Nanami’s biceps.

Nanami’s lips pinched tightly. “Perfect,” he gritted out.

It was only nine in the morning, but he already couldn’t wait to get back home to you.

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mikareo · 6 months

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⌗ they're just drawings? ₊ ˖ ་. nanami kento x fem reader (0.6k)

genre . . boyfriend!nanami, fluffy bickering, about attack on titan but doesn't explicitly say so, swearing summary . . nanami doesn't understand your obsession with 2D men; especially 2D men who look better than him. note . . this piece is personal.

"ohmygod i don't know if i can handle this."

you're pacing back and forth on your living room carpet. the tv is on with the pause sign glowing in the bottom left corner as the last episode of your favorite series ever has just released worldwide. it's been over ten years since the first episode aired and you're an avid manga reader— that being said, going into tonight whilst knowing the absolute devastation you're about to endure has you wanting to cry.

"it's just a show, c'mon let's start." ugh, he's always like this.

"it's not 'just a show', though." you grumble, crossing your arms and sending your oh-so-lovely boyfriend a glare. "you don't get it kento."

"this is serious shit."

nanami's giving you that familiar look he always has written across his face whenever you try to get him to understand your shows. it's not a look laced with judgement, but one that genuinely doesn't understand what the hell you're going on about. he tries his best to share your interests— he's quite literally watched every single episode of every single show you're interested in— however, that doesn't change the fact that it just really isn't his thing.

"you remember two last year when that manga chapter came out?" jogging his memory isn't usually this difficult, it's just that you give him a word-for-word summary of every manga you read.

"the one you cried over?" he looks confused, but he's slowly getting to the same point as you. "with the zombies?"

"okay, they're not zombies; but, yes, that one."

with his head nodding, you can see he's not quite getting your explanation. this is impossible. "kento, remember you had to come over because i was crying too much? it was the really bad night. my favorite character was killed off remember?"

his brown eyes widen with realization and he begins to nod an affirmative yes. "you were so upset i thought you were breaking up with me."

"exactly!" you exclaim so loudly that his head snaps towards you in shock. whoops, maybe you're a little too pumped about this. "this show ending is almost more upsetting than breaking up with you!"

that definitely wasn't the right thing to say to him.

nanami's brows are furrowed, contemplating the weight of what you just said and you can't blame him. you did just compare losing him to the death of a fictional character; which is clearly crazy, but what else can he expect dating you? he's the one who's head over heels for your obsessive nature— with romance and fiction— and you have no reason to feel bad for simply loving something so much that it consumes your very being. after all, you love him even more than that.

"you'd cry more if you broke up with me, though. right?" he's searching for an answer that he already knows the answer to.

your arms around his neck and you press a soft kiss to his lips. "my world would end without you." a smile graces your lips and you know that that expression is his favorite sight in the world. he's told you so many times before that if he could name an eighth great wonder, it would be you. "if i were an author, i'd never kill you off. you're too handsome."

a light laugh escapes nanami's lips and he showers your cheeks in kisses. "you're ridiculous." he says, shaking his head in disbelief and amusement; yet he still gently grabs you by the waist and carries you to the couch.

resting his arm over your shoulders and pressing the play button, he gifts you with a firm kiss on the forehead. "let's watch, baby."

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jasscheeks · 1 month

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how they text…

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when they’re jealous.

pairings: gojo, geto, choso, megumi, itadori, yuuta, toji, sukuna x reader

warnings: wife is used in toji’s, for the most part everything is gender neutral, its literally just communication with yuji

these are fun to make ngl

masterlist | ao3

❥๑━━━━━━━━━━━━━━๑❥

thanks for reading!!

#fluff #jjk smau #text message #jujutsu kaisen ff #pls request #toji fushiguro #jjk x reader #fushiguro megumi #itadori yuuji #gojo satoru #geto suguru #sukuna ryomen #okkotsu yuuta #nanami kento #fanfiction #ff recs #fanfic #jjk fanfic #anime

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kuromiiyuuu · 3 months

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"Forgive me." part ii, jjk men.

-in which you make up after a fight. part i.

toji, satoru, and nanami. (f)

genre, warnings. fluff, just pure fluff this time | none! |

notes i. so many of you requested for part two since the first one was just pure angst, so here it is, also wish me luck on my exams!

Toji. Rain is like a gentle symphony of tiny, rhythmic drumbeats. Each droplet dances and caresses the world, creating a soothing melody as it kisses the ground. The air carries a fresh, earthy scent, and the sound of raindrops provides a tranquil experience, turning the surroundings into a serene, tactile sensation.

You got out of the car where tension started to build up, not caring about the rain and how you were drenched from head to toe when you got inside your home. it was fine, you can manage being a little soaked. you closed the front door behind you with slight force, your face muscles weren't relaxing, you were still upset.

how could you just forget about the things he said? it hurted you. and you didn't even hear a single sorry from him.

you scoffed at the thought, taking your soaked coat before hanging it on the hanger.

your heels clicking against the floor as you make your way to the kitchen. giving little attention to the drop of temperature in the room. grabbing yourself a glass of water and drinking it.

"you should go shower." that deep voide of his that makes you feel like you're drowning everytime, made you gulp the liquid in your mouth hard.

"leave me alone." you bite at him, placing the glass of water on the counter with a little force indicating you were still angry, "jerk." you mumbled.

about to pass your boyfriend to head to your bedroom, you were stopped by his arm gripping on your upper arm. you looked at him with a slight widened eyes, "let go of me."

"no." toji simply refuses, you clicked your tongue followed with a glare towards him.

there was a pause, you were waiting for him to say the words. to say he didn't mean anything he said back there. but it never came, the only thing that came was his lips pressing against yours.

you instantly pushed him away by pressing your hands against his chest, "get off me."

"y/n." his voice, it was soft. not the usual sacrastic and smug tone he always has. for once it was serious and soft, it was almost as if you can feel his voice, it was gentle, "I'm sorry."

whenever fighting with toji, it's a heck of a fight for sure. he was never the guy to admit he's wrong or say sorry first, so right now... it was a first, this was the first time he ever crossed the line by yelling at you in public but also, this was the first where he apologized first.

your lips met in a tender dance, a convergence of shared emotions. Time seemed to pause, allowing the delicate exchange of feelings to unfold. The kiss held a symphony of sensations – a mixture of softness, warmth, and the subtle electricity of connection. In that fleeting moment, the world around them blurred, leaving only the intimate exchange of a promise, a whisper of shared passion that lingered in the air.

toji backed away slightly before looking right into your eyes, there was a pause before you spoke, "for once you lost a fight."

"well... it's better than losing you."

Satoru. he was never the man you can ever think of being faithful to one woman. before you he was a lost playboy, everyone knew that old habits never die and that's exactly the situation of your boyfriend.

you have been beating up yourself by tolerating such a man like himself. now it was the after math of the fight, both of you standing in front of each other with mere inches seperating you both from touching each other. his eyes held great longing in them and mostly guilt to whatever he has caused you.

he knew you didn't deserve it, he was a fucking waste of time and you... you needed something better, "I'm sorry, baby."

who was he kidding? he was gojo satoru, if you deserved someone better then, he'll be better.

"I know I fucked up, but stay with me until I completely fix myself." He says, this was never the things old satoru would say, he only thinks for his self, he didn't care if one judged his being, he didn't care what others simply think, he was his own person but now, he want nothing than to fix your thoughts of him after seeing how hurt you were because of him.

you loved him and it was the rare kind of love. you accepted the boy in all kinds of way, in his different kind of shapes.

"until when, satoru?"

he paused, he sees your eyes building up with tears again and he feels his knees getting weak because of them, "until our last breath."

your eyes widened, a tear leaving the premises of your eyelids without permission just like that.

"stay with me, let's find all the answers to all of our hows."

that single sentence took your breath away and before you knew it, his hand goes up to your cheeks before holding both sides gently. your heart completely surrenders in his sorrow.

As the evening unfolded its quiet embrace, you found solace in a shared intimacy. your foreheads gently leaned against each other, creating a bridge between two worlds. In that simple touch, a fusion of tenderness and understanding emerged, an unspoken language of affection. Time seemed to stand still as you both reveled in the quiet connection, finding comfort in the shared warmth that emanated from the closeness of your foreheads touching, creating a moment suspended in the gentle cadence of their love.

Nanami. the blonde man watches your back facing him as you sat on your side of the bed, he takes off his tie before placing it on his bed side table, his eyes not taking off of your figure.

his heart constantly breaking at this sight of you, you were right there, yet you felt so far away. he sighs, he messed up, he literally messed up badly.

he can see the way your shoulders move, the usual movement of the shoulders whenever someone is sobbing. he can hear the quiet sniffles of your nose you wanted so bad to keep quiet but he still can hear it. he can't forgive himself, not when he made you like this.

"my love?" he calls out softly, his voice sweet and gentle. showing no signs of hurting you.

you don't reply to him, instead, he gets a sob in reply. you couldn't hold it in, you were hurting and keeping quiet was just too hard. not when you're balling your eyes out without making a sound, it was something to be applaud of.

"I'm deeply sorry for our fight earlier, I crossed the line." he explains, his eyes still on your figure no matter what, "I'm willing to fix it with you again, I know we always do."

your figure sits up from the bed, your legs hanging from the side of the bed with your back still facing him and still crying, "you pained me, nanami."

he swore he heard his heart completely shattering, and before you knew it. he was already crouching in front of you.

Under the weight of your words, his eyes, once sharp and guarded, softened. The hardness that had lingered in his gaze melted away, replaced by a vulnerability that mirrored the tenderness in his heart.

it was as if a curtain had been drawn back, revealing the depth of his emotions, and in that moment, his softened eyes spoke volumes, conveying a silent understanding and a willingness to open up to the connection you both shared.

"I'm sorry, it hurts me to know that you're hurting because of me." he says in a gentler way, afraid he might hurt you again.

"You're a big meany." you say, wiping your tears away along with a hit on his buff chest, trying to make yourself feel better.

he laughs softly, grabbing your small hands in his large ones before placing it right on his cheeks enjoying the warmth coming from your own skin, the way your skin felt so soft against his, it felt so right.

"I deserve the most painful punishment in this world." he says, your puffy eyes finally looks back at his, "because I pained you. remember my love, it is you I can not sacrifice."

words in the fight he didn't mean, but right now, as both of you connect to the passion you both had. he meant those words more than anything in the world, and that is what you should be taking in.

as your arms entwined, it felt like a seamless fusion of warmth and connection. The embrace was a silent language, conveying emotions that words struggled to capture. In that moment, the world outside faded, leaving only the comforting embrace of shared vulnerability.

The gentle squeeze held promises of understanding, solace, and an unspoken promise to weather life's storms together. It was a sanctuary in a single gesture, where two souls found solace in the simple act of holding each other close.

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animehideout · 1 month

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LOVE IS THE MOST TWISTED CURSE OF THEM ALL

GOJO SATORU X FEM! READER

PART 12

check out final part here

a/n: Hiiii I'm back with another chapter, only one chapter left till we reach the end if this story. I apologize for the late update, my schedule kinda changed and it got busier so that's why I wasn't able to write and post, but good news that I'm back now yay ✨❤️.

Anyways I hope you enjoy this part as well. Some Angst, so grab some tissues and a snack of course to munch on while reading 😀.

Enjoy your reading session, love y'all so much 🫶🏻

Not Proofread ❌ Slight smut at the end.

You took another glance around the room, but didn't dare to ask any of your students about him. You sighed in disappointment but forced a smile to not worry your students and look suspicious or sad. You hated to admit it even within you, but you wished he was there, holding your hand till you awake. But you woke up surrounded only by your students, it's not like you don't appreciate them or they're not enough, you just wanted another kind of feeling, and that feeling could only be with your husband, Satoru. Once again you felt neglected by him even in this terrible condition.

Megumi was too focused on you, he knew right away by the way your gaze was shifting in every corner, every face in the room that you were looking for Gojo, he knew you needed him.

"Ehm, I'll go get Gojo since you're awake now" he said in a reassuring tone without meeting your gaze, and left the room to look for him.

"Where the hell did he go" he mumbled to himself.

"Hm Megumi? Is Y/n awake?" asked Nanami

"Oh yeah she's awake, and she's fine! By the way, did you, perhaps see Gojo around?"

"He's not here"

"Then where?"

"He'll be here later, don't worry about him"

"Nanami Sensei! I. Need. You. To. Tell. Me. please! It's important " he insisted,

With a tired sigh, he spoke,

"Alright! he's at one of the interrogation rooms at Jujutsu High, probably interrogating Mei Mei-"

"or my father"

and without further words, Megumi headed to Jujutsu High to bring Gojo to the hospital, to bring him to your side.

"Hey Megumi wait" yelled Nanami but je was already gone.

*1st Interrogation Room*

"Happy now? Where's that usual dirty smirk at? Gone?" started Gojo as he looked down at Mei Mei who got both her hands chained to the chair.

"How dare you chain me up? A well respected Jujutsu sorcerer!" she exclaimed angrily.

"Oh no no trust me, after releasing Toji from prison, paying him to kill my wife and putting the Jujutsu community in terrible danger, officially you're no longer respected" he spat and started to walk away

"NO NO PLEASE WAIT! GOJO WAIT I BEG YOU! I did this for you!" she started crying,

"I did this for you Gojo, just for your sake. You know about the prophecy, I couldn't let her exceed you and become stronger than you, you're the strongest Gojo and it should remain that way–please, I wanted to protect you–" she pleaded desperately, tears streaming down her cheeks, each sob echoed in the vast empty room.

With a mocking chuckle, he approached her again and bent down till he met her eye level, tilting his head to the side, his blue eyes piercing through her soul,

"oh yeah?" he started

"Y-es, yes just for you Gojo" she said with a soft smile while sniffing.

"Hah, pathetic how hard you're still trying, how hard you're still trying to manipulate me and get me to believe your lies–lemme give you the real fact behind all of this, the fact is that you desperately wanted Y/n to die. You knew Y/n will become something, more powerful than any of us, and of course your jealousy, ego and hate were triggered because another woman effortlessly stole the show and your desperate ass always wants to be in the spot light, taking all the attention, you've always wanted to br known as the strongest woman sorcerer, the perfect match for me, the strongest man! But all of that collapsed when I married Y/n" he paused and pointed his index finger at her,

"You desperately wanted to be her, you envied her even at her lowest, you're obsessed with her to the point that you betrayed the jujutsu world. But lemme tell you something, Mei Mei, Y/n didn't only steal the spot light, she also stole my heart! I love my wife, I love Y/n so much and if you dare to think of any possible plan that could possibly get you out of prison to hurt my wife again, then I'll end you–" he said calmly in a serious and low tone, moving away from her to open the door and leave.

"–end me? just like you ended Geto?"

she wanted to trigger him, to hit his weakest spot, to make his heart ache like hers and to see him all vulnerable, but he swallowed it, even though the name Geto was killing him and slicing him to pieces for years. His hand clutched the door handle tightly, turning his head, side eyeing her,

"Yes I'll end you just like I ended Geto"

Then he shut the door, leaving her all alone.

Right then, she knew she lost Gojo forever, and her last attempt to convince him by bringing Geto was only another reason for him to hate her even more.

"NO GOJO WAIT, no! don't leave me here! GOJO PLEASE"

She begged and begged, but for nothing he's left already and outside that room her screams are inaudible, no one is able to hear her loud cries, no matter how hard she tries.

Gojo reached the other door handle, moving into the next interrogation room,

"Gojo Satoru, we meet again" said Toji with a smirk, his hair falling on his face, his lip bleeding,

"Toji Zenin"

"I go by Fushiguro now"

"And I don't give a fuck, you're a criminal either way"

"Oww, too salty Satoru"

"I don't have time for this kind of chit chat, what was your plan to do to my wife?"

"Kill her obviously, duh!" said Toji rolling his eyes

"You son of a bitch, and you're proud of that, I'm not allowed to kill you, that was the higher ups call so be thankful for that, or else I would have put you through the most terrible death you could possibly think of"

"Are you threatening me? besides it wasn't my plan, it was your side chick's plan"

"The fuck did you say?" said Gojo angrily, taking quick steps to Toji punching him once again, making his nose bleed.

Toji started laughing hysterically,

"Alright you win, you win for the second time Gojo Satoru, but I don't think you won her heart, pity all this effort to save her is for nothing"

"Shut up"

"What? You think now you'll live happy ever after? That you'll start over and become a happy couple? Nah you're egocentric, selfish and fucking arrogant, and you've never known love and never will, I've spent three days with her and I can tell she can't live with someone like you. Both of you are far away from each other, two extremes, too empathetic and too apathetic. She'll leave your ass"

"I SAID SHUT UP" yelled Gojo, once again punching him,

"G-gojo?" said Megumi as he opened the door and witnessed it.

"Megumi?" said Gojo and Toji at the same time,

Megumi looked at Toji with what appeared empty eyes, but in the inside his heart was breaking into pieces.. He shifted his gaze to Gojo,

"Gumi what are you doing here?" asked Satoru

"Came to see you Gojo, you have to go to the hospital Y/n is awake and she was looking for you!!"

"D-did she tell you to l-look for me?" he asked hia heart skipping a beat,

"Nah I just figured out, you better go now"

"Wait aren't you coming with me?"

"No, I have to talk to him"

"Megumi! You know you don't have to stay here, you don't have to talk to him, he'll soon get the punishment he deserves–"

"I know, but he's my father and I need to ask him why!"

"Then I'll stay with you, it's not safe!" he reached to grab Megumi's arm,

"Gojo, please! just go to your wife, she's waiting, don't make her wait any longer! I promise I'll be fine" said Megumi with a smile,

As soon as Gojo left the room, Megumi approached his father standing right in front of him,

"S-son!"

"Why? Why did you do that?" said Megumi in a cold tone,

"Son please!"

"You've almost killed one of my close friends! Y/n is not just a teacher to me, she's my friend as well! and now I can't even look her in the eye, you know why?" he paused, trying to swallow back the lump that formed in his throat making him struggle to talk,

"Because of you! because of the shame I'm feeling whenever I see her or remember that MY FATHER WANTED TO KILL HER JUST TO GET SOME DIRTY MONEY FROM MEI MEI"

"Megumi! you need to listen to me! I had to do that!"

"No, there's no excuse that can get you away for murdering innocent people, first Riko and now attempted to do the same to Y/n just because Mei Mei told you?"

"I did all of this for you, to buy a house, a house that we can all call home! Where we can be a family again, me and you!"

"A family?" said Megumi in a mocking way,

"Yes, we can try again, I can fix everything, and make up for the years that I wasn't by your side–"

"You know what dad!"

"Yes son tell me!"

"I'm glad you left when I was young, I'm glad Gojo raised me and not you, or else I might end up a criminal like you. If my mom was alive she'd be the most disappointed in you, SHE WONT EVEN RECOGNIZE YOU DAD!"

"Megumi don't say please!" said Toji, tears forming in his eyes,

Megumi's words destroyed him because he knows they were true, his wife would be disappointed in him if she was alive.

"You ruined my life dad! Enough of it, stop trying to ruin others' lives just for money, just because you were neglected by the Zenin clan! Don't make others pay for what your clan did to you..." he added, taking steps backwards to leave the room,

"Son wait please! I'm so sorry I caused you all this pain, I'm sorry I wasn't there–"

"Just forget you ever had a son, just like what you did with your humanity....goodbye -dad"

with that he closed the door forever, not only the room's door but the door in his heart that he kept open for his father, wishing that some day, he would repent and fix his mistakes even though he knew deep down they can't be fixed. And now he's finally ready to let go, he can never forgive him for all this mess, for all these mistakes that he willingly committed.

Unable to keep it inside, unable to hide his true, delicate, sensitive self, after maintaining the cold, strong image for too long as a coping mechanism for always feeling inferior than others for being parentless. He finally let out the child thay was kept locked inside, and finally broke down into tears. With each loud sob, his chest rose and heaved with sadness. He cried because of the shame he felt, and because of the fact he's now letting go of his father, once and for all. He cried alone, hugging his knees like a baby, till it became hard to breathe.

But was he alone really?

"MEGUMI!!!!"

That voice, the voice that used to annoy him for telling jokes non stop, for laughing really loud and not letting him sleep, that voice now is saving him.

He looked up, his eyes puffy and red with tears.

Yuji and Nobara running towards him, worried expressions drawn on their faces, their eyes wide since it was the first time they see their friend shed a tear. They finally reached him, joining him on the floor.

"Megumi??! what's wrong buddy what happened?" asked Yuji his eyes softening,

"Fushiguro? Is everything okay? Why are you crying did someone hurt you?" asked Nobara her voice shaking with fear and worry.

He just started at them, not saying anything single word. Looking ay their genuine worried and confused faces, a small smile tugged at the corners of his lips, realizing that his friends got his back, that they won't let him down and most importantly he realized that he doesn't have to feel alone anymore. They truly loved him and cared for him. He was too broken to realize that, he thought his dad abandon him because he hated him, so he grew up with that mindset; his father hates him let alone people out there. But now, finally realizing that love, friendship saved him, from himself, from his dark thoughts and now he can start anew.

Nobara waved her hand on front of his face,

"Hey Fushiguro??"

Without saying anything he hugged both of them, finally feeling the love he's been rejecting. Allowing himself to feel it for the first time and damn it felt good to have someone care for you, it made his heart at ease.

He hugged them really tight, refusing to let go, without hesitation they hugged him back in a comforting way, their warmth radiating.

"Awww Fushiguro-Kun is being soft" chuckled Nobara

"Shuh Nobara, we love this version of Megumi, geez didn't know you're a good hugger Fushiguro" said Yuji smiling,

"Aaaaa why'd you ruin the moment guys" groaned Megumi

"Nah nah we're sorry, we're just wondering where's the real Megumi and what did you do to him" she added,

"Nah it's the real Megumi here, you just unlocked a premium version. Get used to it" said Megumi pulling away from the hug a smile still decorating his face.

"Well for sure we'll get used to it" said Yuji and Nobara at the same time.

"Wait!! did you leave Y/n alone at the hospital, till Gojo arrives?" said Megumi in a moment of realization.

"Nah nah she's home now, we brought her at the dorms" explained Yuji

"Oh shit"

"What?"

"Gojo went to the hospital to see Y/n, so he won't find her there"

"Come on, he's a married man, his wife would tell him" said Nobara smirking

"Wasn't she supposed to spend the day there, till Shoko makes sure she's fine?" he asked again,

"Yeah but after you left the room to get Gojo she insisted to leave as well, she said she was feeling okay and doesn't need to stay there" exclaimed Nobara.

*At The Hospital*

Gojo pushed open the door of the room that you were in. A mix of anticipation and stress took over him, not knowing how he would behave in front of you, is he gonna hold your hand, kiss you? What was he going to say? Baby? My love? I missed you? All these thoughts disappeared when he found the room empty, devoid of your presence. Confusion clouded his features as he stepped inside, his eyes scanning the surroundings, trying to find any of your belongings, but there was absolutely nothing. Anxiety took over him, his heart racing inside his chest. He got really scared, thinking that someone abducted you, still terrified from the last incident that happened to you. With shaky hands he reached his phone to call one of his students, but before he can do he received a message from Nanami informing him that they moved you out of the hospital and took you to the dorms to rest there.

He let out a deep breath he didn't know he was holding, calming down slowly.

With a heavy sigh, he sank onto the edge of the bed, blaming himself for not being there when you woke up.

*Flashback*

You laid unconscious on the hospital bed after being treated by Shoko. No one was there except Gojo. He held your hand tightly, staring at your soft features as you were in your pretty slumber.

"I'm here Y/n, my beautiful wife, my princess" he whispered to you as you slept.

"I'm sorry, please wake up..wake up so I can tell you how much I love you, how bad I want to make you mine, how I want to fix things and start anew with you as a true husband, a husband that will love you, care for you and protect you, I won't let anyone hurt you.." he paused, remembering the state he found you in, on the floor, bloody nose, shirt almost torn off, his body tensed up.

"I'll punish them for what they had done to you" he added and left the room heading to the interrogation rooms at Jujutsu High.

*End of flash back*

*Time skip, night time*

Your students and Nanami already brought you everything you might need; food, water, some snacks and some manga books that Yuji gave to you to pass time.

You laid your back on the bed frame, grabbed a bag of chips, a manga book and started reading enjoying your own company, trying your best to distract yourself from thinking about Satoru.

Engrossed in the pages of your book and in your own world, the soft rustle of the door opening brought you back to reality. You already knew who it was, it was your husband Satoru. Even though, you were distant from each other, you got used to his footsteps. He closed the door behind and greeted you gently,

"Hii Y/n"

However, you remained absorbed in your reading, refusing to look up at him or even greet him back. He thought you were too focused on the book and didn't notice him arriving so he cleared his throat, attempting to get your attention this time and said,

"A-are you feeling better now? How's your leg?"

But again you remained silent, as if he wasn't in the room, as if his voice was inaudible to you. He received the message and realized that you don't wanna talk to him, and he respected your decision, he chose to not push too far especially that you're still traumatized from what happened to you.

With a resigned sigh, he took some clean clothes from the dresser, and made his way to the bathroom to take a shower that might wash the tiredness away. The sound of the running warm water that fell on his body mingled with the quiet of the room, a gentle reminder of the distance between you and him.

You put the book on your nightstand, and shut your eyes, you tried to go to sleep before he joins you again, you've already took your decision, you'll ignore him, you'll distance yourself even more, you won't let him pity you and help you because he feels sorry for what had happened to you. You refused to be the victim, you won't allow anyone to feel bad for you.

...

Opening the door again, he found you fast asleep, hugging your pillow for comfort. He smiled to himself as he saw your sleeping face.

He missed being in your presence, even if you were only sleeping. He dried his hair and then gently approached the bed, already dressed in his pajamas. The mattress sank as he joined you, getting under the covers. He used his elbow to keep himself up a bit while he watched you sleep. Your pouty lips that he craves to kiss, your soft skin that he wants to caress, your chest that rose and fell with each breath. It was the small details that made him fall for you, that made you so special. He was watching and watching till your comfy sight lulled him to sleep, and now he joined you, his head next to yours, his arms fell on your waist as he spooned you. Finally both of you not only sleeping under the same roof again all safe and sound, but being this close to each other.

.....

You woke up in the morning to him all over you, his arm laid comfortably on top of you. You rubbed your eyes, thinking it was a dream but it was reality. As much as it made the butterflies in your stomach go crazy, it made you feel sad as well. And the small smile that instinctively formed on your lips, disappeared.

"Maybe he just rolled over" you said to yourself, still convinced that whatever he was doing was everything and anything but love.

You pushed his hand away, getting ready to get breakfast with the rest of teachers and students as well. You missed those mornings, with Nobara talking nonstop, Panda eating everything on the table and Nanami annoyed whenever principal Yaga announced a new mission. You felt like family, you felt included but it's always something missing, the true love, the love of your husband.

It is indeed hard to live a one sided love story, realizing your feelings towards Gojo were more of a problem than a realization, maybe it could have been a lot easier if they remained undiscovered, because starting from today you'll live with the fact that your husband that you fell head over heels with doesn't reciprocate your feelings, at least that's what your mind told you.

The mind works in mysterious ways, sometimes when you're used to some kind of feeling, it becomes like a drug, so when you experience another feeling you always find a way to include that specific feeling again. And that's the case for you, you've been feeling lonely and unloved your whole life, and you thought you'd be feeling that way for the rest of your life not even giving yourself a chance to ask if he feels the same.

...

You walked towards the table, the food was ready, the scent of coffee was intoxicating. Your students already there, excited for food like every single morning.

"OH Y/N - SENSEI GOOD MORNING" said Yuji excitedly,

"Good morning Sensei" said the other students in union with a big smile.

You nodded smiling at their morning energy that was circulating in the air,

"Good morning everyone"

Nanami and Shoko joined, followed by Principal Yaga and then Gojo who came running and out of breath looking for you, but then letting a deep sigh once he saw you sitting around the table safe and happy. It became his new freshly unlocked fear; you not being by his side.

"Oh you're here" he mumbled,

"Huh Gojo what's up with that face? did you see a ghost?" said Principal Yaga

"I'm fine" he shrugged and then joined you, sitting on the chair that was right next to you.

He gazed at you, clearing his throat,

"You woke up early today, I thought about bringing you food to bed so you don't have to tire yourself" he started almost whispering.

You shoved the spoon full of rice in your mouth, not bothering to look at him. The others exchanged gazes but started eating shortly, not wanting to get into your business. Gojo started eating as well thinking about ways to approach you or find a key to start even a small conversation and get you to talk to him.

"So Y/n are you feeling better?" asked Nanami

"Yeah much better actually, thank you Nanami!" you smiled,

And Gojo felt his heart crash, as if he received a stab right in the chest. He wished it was him you were smiling at.

"Yuji can you pass me the salt please?" you said gently,

but before Yuji could reach it, Gojo already snatched it from in front of him and gave it to you,

"Here!" he said with a silly smile,

You poked the inside of your cheek and took the salt from him not even looking at him.

"Um Y/n–" started Satoru but you cut him off by starting a conversation with Yaga sensei.

"By the way Sensei, I feel like I'm ready to start teaching again–"

"WHAT NO!" yelled Satoru

You raised your eyebrow,

"You need to rest Y/n, you've been through a lot" he added worriedly.

But you ignored his concern and his comment and shifted your gaze to Principal Yaga again,

"My students must be missing my classes"

"But y/n Gojo is right! You need to rest! it's been only one day" exclaimed Principal Yaga

"I'm feeling okay!" you said smiling.

"Alright then, do as you please but don't tire yourself, okay?" said Yaga sensei with a smile

You nodded smiling.

"Y/n please, you've been through a traumatic experience, this phase is the hardest even if you're not realizing it" said Gojo with worried eyes.

But you ignored him again, getting up from the table, wiping your mouth with a napkin heading to your room to get ready for a day full of teaching.

......

It was a long day full of laugher with your students, they did everything they could to make sure you were comfortable and happy. Especially Yuji he acted extra silly to get you to laugh uncontrollably. They wanted to help you forget about the terrifying experience as soon as possible.

You were in the balcony at night, enjoying the night sky, getting back to your favorite night activity, watching the stars. It always put a smile on your face. It reminded you of how vast our universe is and how small our problems seem in front of it.

"sensei?"

You looked back,

"hm Megumi? are you okay?"

"Yeah! is it okay if w-we talk a bit?"

"Sure Gumi, tell me!" you replied with a soft grin, now giving him your full attention, anticipating his words

"I–I w-wanted to apologize!" he said looking down at his feet unable to meet your gaze

"Hm? for what?"

"I - I'm sorry sensei, I'm ashamed of what my father did to you, he doesn't represent me, I'm not like him and I completely oppose it, always been I–" he said nervously fidgeting with his fingers.

"Megumi" you started, placing your hands on his shoulders,

"I know who you are! I know how kind, caring and loving you are! You don't need to apologize, you don't need to explain anything. It's not your fault that your dad chose the wrong path, so don't ever blame yourself! Stand proud Megumi! You are an amazing student, an amazing person and an amazing friend of mine" you insisted giving him a light squeeze.

"Really?"

"Yes you are! Don't ever doubt yourself! come here" you added and pulled him into a warm hug.

.........

*2 days later*

"Yaga sensei, since Toji is in prison now what about Y/n and I go back to our house?" suggested Gojo.

"Huh? Why the rush you don't like it here?"

"No it's not like that, it's just since our marriage we had to live here so it would be nice to go back to our own house"

"I like it here" you said out of the blue, showing that you refuse to live with him in a vast house alone.

"But y/n, our house is big, you'll feel more comfortable there, our room is waiting for you–"

"Oh Yaga sensei I thought about making a writing test as well not only a practical one" you said cutting Satoru off, as if his words didn't matter.

Starting a new conversation, totally neglecting him. Everyone around the table noticed it but have no right to interfere. Your inside was screaming, wanting to give in and move back to your house again where you can live only you and your husband, enjoy each other's company and privacy but it was complicated, life is not a movie scene and you can't wipe away the bad memories easily.

*Time skip*

You were in the balcony, waiting for the sunset. You've been lying to yourself, thinking that teaching again and distracting yourself with some jokes would make you forget about the hell Toji and Mei Mei put you through. You were already suffering from anxiety and this incident made it worse. You were getting a good night sleep just because you were using the pills that Shoko gave to you or else you'll wake up screaming from your night terrors, from the trauma you had lived. You started getting random panic attacks whenever you were alone, your hands would get all sweaty and start shaking, cold sweat dripping from your forehead and you felt like being choked.

Maybe it would have been easier if you told them what you truly felt and not pretending to be okay. Maybe it would have been a lot easier if you confessed your true feelings to Satoru even if he rejects you.

A tear rolled down your cheek, knowing that it got worse and that Gojo did a mistake by saving you. Maybe the world would be a better place without you. You felt useless and a heavier burden now, going back to teaching to prove yourself useful in something, only to find your students pitying you and trying to help you instead of you helping them. With a deep breath, lost in your thoughts, you came to a conclusion, that leaving is the best option. It's been weeks and your curse didn't break, and you've already lost faith that it would break, and you can't live on false hope that one day you'll become a sorcerer and make your family proud. You feel like your husband that was forced to marry you, is now forced to take care of you and treat you differently because you were the unlucky one to get kidnapped by one the most dangerous murderers. Your family won't accept you or treat you fairly as long as you remain a monkey with no curse energy.

"It's all related" you chuckled to yourself,

You checked your phone, and credit card, already clothed in your jacket to protect you from the cold.

You took a moment to watch the sunset first, it was mesmerizing, the color degradation representing different phases.

"Sunsets are a living proof that endings can be beautiful too" you said to yourself.

You started walking away, leaving Jujutsu High behind, not knowing where your legs would take you but at least you know you'll be safe, Mei Mei and Toji are in prison now. You just wanted to get far away from everyone, you knew you didn't fit anywhere, you don't belong anywhere. So maybe you'll start as a normal simple human, with a normal simple job. It broke you to run away from them, you considered them a family and you knew you'll carry all those beautiful memories with you whenever you go, but what broke you the most, is leaving Gojo without a proper goodbye, but for your self-respect you chose not to give him another reason to feel sorry for you.

*Time skip*

"SENSEI! SENSEI HAVE YOU SEEN Y/N?" asked Gojo as he rushed downstairs after asking literally everyone and they said no.

"No!"

Panic coursed through his veins,

"Sensei what if someone abducted her again?"

"Relax Gojo, she's not a kid I'm sure she's safe, Toji is imprisoned so is Mei Mei, I'm sure she just went for a night stroll"

Gojo looked at him in disbelief, and left Jujutsu High and start searching for you, maybe he's being paranoid now and scared by the slightest thing but he can't afford to lose you, not again.

...

He searched everywhere, anywhere possible, he even went to Mei Mei's house to make sure you weren't there even though he knows damn well that both of them are paying for their mistakes. He check every corner, every street, every alley but you're nowhere to be found.

He started sweating, his heart hammering against his ribcage, feeling the sky narrowing around him and suffocating him.

"Where are you y/n, please!" he said to himself.

He paused when a thought crossed his mind, he knows you're a space enthusiast. You enjoy watching the clear night sky and chase the stars, but to do so you need an excluded area, away from Tokyo lights. A hill 2 hours away from Jujutsu High, but it's Satoru, he doesn't need 2 hours to reach that hill in a matter of seconds he found himself there.

It was dark, but he could see a figure standing, head's up to the sky. The city light bellow on full display. He knew right away that it was you. He wanted to announce his presence to not scare you, so with a soft voice he spoke,

"y/n?"

Yoh turned around, looking at him in disbelief. Without saying anything you started to walk away but he rushed towards you and grabbed your arm,

"Wait y/n please talk to me!"

"Satoru leave me alone"

"No! no I'm not leaving you alone, not this time! Why are you ignoring me? Why are you being being so cold towards me? I understand it was my fault and I'm so fucking sorry about it but please talk to me–"

"Satoru! For god's sake, let me go, let me live, let me try a new start away from all of this"

"Why? you can start anew here? with us! with me!"

"No you don't understand! I don't belong to your world, I don't belong here! I'm sick of it" you explained a tear fell down,

"You belong with me y/n, please let me help you"

"I don't fucking need your help, I don't need anyone's fucking help, I'm tired of being the one in need, I'm tired of being the one who needs to be saved. Because no one of you will, and because it's so fucking degrading, I'm sick of myself, sick of not being able to protect myself-"

"Y/n you're not realizing your potential, please don't rush things!"

"Don't rush things? It's been weeks Satoru and nothing worked, I can't let you go through this, you deserve to be with someone like you, you deserve to be with someone strong, a sorcerer not a talentless human. It's over okay!! I was ready to send you the divorce papers so you don't need worry about anything, I'm no longer a burden, and you won't take my responsibility, I know you're sick of me and of all this prophecy shit" you paused,

looking straight into his blue eyes, if you could trade the night sky for his eyes then you would, you would choose to look deep into those blue canvas. You wanted to take into his face, to stare longer memorizing his features so they take a longer time to fade from your memory.

"Rejoice Satoru, you're free!" you said and freed yourself from his grasp, walking away,

His heart beats escalated, watching you walk away. No it can't be, you can't leave him, not when he realized that he couldn't breathe without you, not when he realized he can't sleep without your scent in the room.

"No, you can't leave me"

He grabbed you again, pulling you against him,

"I can Satoru, that's what you fucking wanted so don't act like you don't want it"

"I'm not acting, I don't want you to leave"

"Why? So you can feel less guilty by making it up for me even if you don't want it?"

"NO!"

"Then fucking why?"

"BECAUSE I FUCKING LOVE YOU!"

A moment of silence fell over the place, looking into each other's eyes, only your heavy breathing is being heard,

"I love you y/n, I love you so fucking much that I can't take it anymore, I love you that the only thing I can focus on is you, I lOVE YOU THAT I WOULD GIVE UP HEAVEN IF IT MEANS I GET TO BE WITH YOU, BECAUSE YOU'RE MY HEAVEN Y/N, YOU'RE MY BLESSING. I WAS YOUR CURSE AND I HATE MYSELF FOR THAT, BUT LOVE, LOVE MADE ME A FOOL, A FOOL FOR YOU"

You didn't say a word, you were too shocked, words still processing in your mind. You froze, trying to figure out if it was a dream or a reality. But when he crashed his lips on yours, you knew it was real, by the way his soft plump lips felt on yours. His big hands grabbing your waist pulling you towards his body that was screaming, yelling for you, for your touch. You closed your eyes enjoying the sensation, a sensation you dreamt of for many nights, and days. Daydreaming, wondering how his lips would taste.

Instinctively your hands moved around his neck, pulling him closer. Your breath mixing, breathing each other in and out. Kissing each other so passionately as if your lives depend on it as if the world stops rotating, the clock stops ticking, and humans stops breathing. Only you and him in a vast world.

He pulled away, intoxicated by your taste, his eyes full of love and lust at the same time, growing impatient as the seconds passed by, the he spoke with a foggy voice,

"Let's go to our house, our home, tonight I'll make you mine and you'll make me yours.. let me do your duty as your husband, allow me to get a taste of you and get a taste of me"

Your chest rose and fell, feeling the electricity run in your system, turning you on even more.

"mhm" you nodded, you'd follow him everywhere even to your decease.

You were ready to finally give yourself to him, to allow him to do as he pleases to you and you do as you please to him. Finally, a few moments till you become a real husband and wife, a few moments till you taste heaven.

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gojosbf · 5 months

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how am i supposed to live laugh and love in these conditions

#send him to Malaysia ffs #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #nanami kento #jujutsu kaisen 2 #jjk s2 #jjk spoilers #jjk season 2 #the shibuya incident #kento nanami #jjk nanami #jjk season two #jjk anime #jujutsu kaisen s2 #jjk kento

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ggumiedream · 1 month

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"The Accumulation Of Those Little Despairs Is What Makes A Person An Adult."

- Nanami Kento

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HEAR ME OUT! He has this Nanami Kento vibe. I am on my Lucas/Macgyver phase atm, I love this two sm 🥹😭

#mood board #lucas till #nanami kento #angus macgyver #jujustu kaisen #macgyver 2016 #nanami x reader #lucas till gifs #Spotify #lucas till ff

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sukunasunflower · 3 days

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Guysssssss so 2 days ago i was reading smut reaction of jjk men in class and all i remember was nanami Was on call with higurama

Where he was torturing mc with vibrator and teasing where he continue the call and

HAVE YOU READ THAT MASTERPIECE TOO!?!

#jjk reactions #jjk #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen reactions #help i need that ff fr #kento nanami x reader #nanami kento #jjk nanami #gojo satoru #gojo smut #gojo x me

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nayrring · 2 years

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anonimusunnoan · 5 months

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Why TF is everyone calling Nanamin an old man???? He's 28 for fucks sake. Twenty fucking eight. Hes YOUNG. YEAH HES NOT A FUCKING TEEN BUT HES NOT AN OLD FUCKING MAN EITHER. STOP.

#hes basically a year older than i am.#nanami kento #jjk #nanamin #hes literally just become an adult.#ffs

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ichorai · 1 month

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ties that bind ; nanami kento ; june 13th.

pairing ; nanami kento x reader

drabble synopsis ; packed lunches for four!

themes ; fluff, slice of life, established relationship (married), parents au

warnings / includes ; first introduction to baby yuriko :) this is so domestic it makes me sick, again this series is completely disregarding the shibuya incident and will be a lot of slice of life fluffy filler kind of vibes

series masterlist.

13th june, 2019

“I made lunch,” you told Nanami, handing him the sealed bento box with a warm smile. Your husband mirrored your expression, one of his hands cradling the back of your head to pull you closer, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.

“Thank you,” he said. Then, his keen eyes darted down to the counter, where there were three other bento boxes stacked on top of one another. “And these are for…?”

Your features turned sheepish. “I was going to bring Yuriko to come visit the school—so I made lunches for the second-year kids, as well. No doubt they haven’t had anything home-cooked in a long time.”

Something in Kento’s eyes softened. You were so painfully good and kind it made his chest ache.

“You spoil them,” he whispered, nose nudging over the crown of your head.

You made a noise of amusement at that. “They deserve to be spoiled.” Then, you glanced over at the round clock hanging in the kitchen. “I’ll see you in a couple hours? I think I’ll drop by around 11 or so.”

“Mhm. Try to avoid running into Gojo this time. Yuriko hates him.”

Your daughter, nearing six months old now, still burst into a fit of panicked tears every time Gojo tried to hold her, much to the excited man’s chagrin. Nanami would often proudly remark that she was his daughter.

“I can’t promise anything. It feels like Satoru has eyes and ears everywhere,” you replied with a laugh in your voice.

Nanami frowned at the thought, but it was quick to dissipate when you leaned forward to kiss his cheek. “I love you,” he said in farewell, eliciting a fond I love you, too, right back.

With that, he whisked out of the kitchen and made his way to the door. It saddened him to leave for work before Yuriko could wake up, but he felt better knowing she was coming to visit the school with you.

“What’s inside?” Nobara queried when you handed the three students their respective packed lunches.

“White rice with some steamed fish and veggies. There’s also watermelon chunks in the other container. You guys need to have a balanced diet, you know.” You reached out to fondly ruffle Yuji’s disheveled pink hair, knowing the boy had terrible eating habits. “You still have a lot of growing to do.”

Megumi, polite as ever, bowed his head and thanked you with a quiet tone. Nobara’s eyes had lit up at the mention of watermelon, eagerly chiming in her appreciation, as well. You grinned, and gestured for them to start eating.

“Won’t you be eating with us?” Yuji asked, more as a request than an actual question. He was poking fingers at baby Yuriko in her stroller, pulling funny faces so that she would coo with laughter. Yuji had always been her favorite out of the three.

“I would, but I’m dropping off Nanami’s lunch, as well,” you told them, earning a pout of disappointment from Yuji and Nobara.

The three of them began opening up their lunches.

“Make sure to eat all of it, okay?” you told them in a mothering tone, laughing slightly when Nobara went straight for the watermelon rather than the rice. “I’ll see all of you this weekend—I was thinking we could all go to the beach. The weather calls for it, you know?”

It’d been nothing but sunshine and wispy clouds for the past week.

Yuji tickled Yuriko’s wriggling feet within her stroller, excitedly nodding in agreement. “Sounds good with me! We could play volleyball!”

“Okay, I really should get going,” you said, waving goodbye. Before you could step away, Yuji pulled away from the baby stroller to envelop you in a warm hug, his arms wrapped tightly over your upper body. It surprised you at first, but you were quick to affectionately return the embrace.

“Thank you for the food, and for being so considerate of us!” he said once he pulled away, saluting you with a nod. You laughed at how serious he sounded.

Swallowing her last bite of watermelon (she was definitely going to nick some from the other two), Nobara barked out, “Hey! Stop trying to be Y/N’s favorite, you suck-up!”

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“ ࣭⸰ ★ 1:04 AM . . . nanami kento (0.5k)

contains; nanami x fem!reader, established relationship, timestamp, extremely suggestive (but it's sfw) author's note; i found this in my docs from 2021

nanami kento is a dreamboat.

he gasps at the slightest touch of your hands, your fingertips grazing his navel—reaching below the hem of his sleeping shirt and pulling it up and over his head. the fabric is nothing but a loose garment in respect to the events that are about to take place; events that you’ve looked forward to since the moment he’d spoken his first words to you— that silly little order of coffee you’d never forget…not that you’d ever even want to forget a single second of time at his side.

“please,” nanami murmurs against your lips.

he surges forwards again and again in attempts to get closer to you— to feel your warmth and reside in it until the sun rises over the horizon. you, his beautiful sunshine girl; the person that he wants to spend the rest of his life with. the only girl that he’s ever said those meaningful three words to. “i need more, baby. i need more of you. no one else, just you.”

“just me?” you smirk, ghosting his lips and leaving him longing for more.

rather than giving him exactly what he wants, which would be no fun at all, you take in the view, admiring the man that you’re so lucky to call yours. with his disheveled hair, void of styling gel and structure, he looks like something out of a movie. an actor on the silver screen staring at the costar that he accidentally fell in love with— a real-life fairytale, a real-life happily ever after. if there was a romance written based on your love story, you’d watch it a million times and more; over and over again until the dvd is too scratched up to play, to which you’d then move on to streaming services and have that film forever. nanami is better than a male lead from a romcom or kdrama.

he’s a dream.

he’s a dream you get to live every night.

as you grip his face with your hands— tracing the corners of his jawline with gentle ease and love— your gaze dips down and notices your favorite part of the view. his toned skin and hardened abdomen are both things that you can never get used to no matter how often you stare. a six-pack, bordering eight, that’s yours for the keeping— a body like the gods, gifted to you in a garden of golden apples just for your picking.

“kento,” you sigh out, breathing heavily and sighing at the feeling of his lips against your neck. no doubt, he’s leaving countless bruises and marks on your plush skin, with shades of purple and blue coming out of their hibernation and into the light that is the dawn of day— night turning to morning behind the sheer shades of your bedroom windows. “how is it that you’ve got me begging?”

letting out a harsh chuckle, he takes a hold of your torso, rolling over on the mattress in order to change your position— finding his natural place above you and dominating his presence over your meek posture.

“quiet, baby.” nanami commands, reaching upwards and away from your waist. his thick fingers near your mouth, briefly taking them inside before yanking your chin down. “suck.” his eyes are dark, forcing you forward and down his digits. “suck like a good girl.”

you’re in for a long night.

⋆⋆⋆⠀ ⠀will be an ongoing set of timestamps w/ nanami ⋆⋆⋆⠀ ⠀reblogs are greatly appreciated!

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serenevenene · 2 years

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Dull (2/2)

Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader | 01, 02

DNI if you are a MINOR or EASILY TRIGGERED BY DARK CONTENT

Kinktober 2022 - Fic 1/5

After making your cum using his favorite weapon, you were ready for his dick. But not before you used your own weapon of choice: your hands.

Teasing, hair pulling, begging, overstimulation, hand job, cumshot, nipple biting

Nanami was just about to insert himself into your sloppy, wet hole, when you literally cock-blocked him with the same hand that had just spread your folds. You smirked at how quickly his expression changed from entranced to irate.

Nanami’s lips remain pursed, half-curious and half-trying to control himself. He was patient as you took his hard cock into your hands, and started pumping. You kept your pace steady, even as you heard his breath hitch. You could feel him wanting to collapse, so you switch positions.

When you fought, you didn’t use weapons. Your curse technique manifested through your hands. You looked down at him before wrapping your gentle fingers around his dick again. “It’s my turn to use my weapons on you.” It was a slight movement. Hardly detectable. But under your touch, you felt his dick twitch.

You leaned over him and licked his ear before whispering, “I want to hear you beg me to stop.” You laid sideways next to him, biting, sucking and kissing his neck as your hands rubbed his manhood up and down. Nanami turned his head to kiss you. His hands tried to grope your body, but you waved them away.

You concentrated on the ropy muscle that protruded through his skin as he strained his neck. You didn’t understand what your motivations were for wanting to give him a hickey – the last time you gave one was in high school – yet here you were, giving this grown salary man an unappealing neck bruise.

“I’m close,” Nanami said, his voice low, almost a whisper. Almost a whimper...now that you thought about it.

“You’re so sexy,” you whisper back. You could feel his entire body tense up and as sure as the return of the sun in the morning, Nanami came. You watched at his cum shot out of his dick, and onto his bare chest and defined abs. He had thrown his head back against the pillows, trying to catch his breath, trying to regain his composure.

But you weren’t stopping.

It was moments before he realized you weren’t going to stop. His arm grabbed yours, trying to halt the moment. “Too...much…” he breathed out.

“I want you to beg me,” you retort, not letting up.

The overstimulation had Nanami breatheless and shaking. Groaning, his head tilted backwards again. “Ok, ok. Please, Y/N. This is too much. I need to...mmm!” he whimpered as you tightened your grip, “It’s too much. Gotta...catch my breath. Please, please, please...”

“I love you so fucking much,” you whisper in his ear. You could feel his body relax as you let go of his softening dick. He threw his arm over his eyes, trying to control his panting. You smirked and dug yourself under his other arm, snuggling his broad chest.

Once his breathing returned to normal, Nanami turned to lay on top of you, propping himself up on his elbows. “You’ll pay for that,” he said, his cold, brown eyes locking into yours.

“I’m. So,” your sarcasm very apparent, “Scared.”

Nanami’s lips descended upon yours, devouring your taste. “Mmmff!” you moaned against him. One of his hands held the back of your head in place while the other slid up and down your body, canvassing the terrain. You felt yourself melt against his touch. Why was he always so good at making you feel this way?

You could feel Nanami’s dick hardening against your hip. You nudged him. He unwillingly released you from his kiss. Slowly pulling away from your face, he kept his eyes on your lips, which were now swollen and red.

You swung your legs around his hips, watching intently as he plunged himself inside of you. You could feel your walls stretch, wanting to let him in as deep as possible – to where his blunt blade could never reach. And Nanami jutted into you, rocking back and forth until your minds were numb.

You let out a few, sweet-sounding moans. To stop yourself, you bit your bottom lip. You closed your eyes to heighten the sensations. Nanami had never described you as “adorable”, but here you were being just that. As much as he wanted your lips on his, he opted to pepper kissed down the sensitive skin of your neck, down to your clavicle, and chest instead. He stopped at your breasts, suckling softly on your nipples.

With your eyes still closed, you furrowed your brows. “Nanam-,” you didn’t get to finish. He knew you liked it better when he was rough with your tits. He took your nipple between his tongue and his teeth and sucked hard, his head pulling upwards for extra tugging. He heard you gasp for air, and felt your fingers dig into his shoulders.

Damn were you sexy. As much as he enjoyed what was going on above the waist, he couldn’t ignore what was happening in your pussy. You were drenched, yet had clamped on his dick hard when he bit your nipples. He took your other nipple into his mouth this time. Fuck, did it feel good. You rocked your hips back against him, almost begging him to make you cum.

“Nana-!” This man was really not letting you speak. He grabbed the back of your head and pulled down on your hair. All the while, ramming harder and harder into your defenseless pussy and biting and tugging on your tits. It was enough to make your eyes roll to the back of your head. What were you even going to say?

You lost yourself in those few last moments. Soon, you reached your orgasm, and just as you did, Nanami’s rock hard dick came inside of you, pushing in as deep as he could, as if he wanted to make sure you got pregnant. It was too much for you - the overstimulation making you pull away. But Nanami was forceful when he wanted to be.

“It’s your turn now,” he grumbled under his breath as his strong hands quickly pulled your hips back down into place, his thumb pressing down against your clit.

“Oh, fuck!” You cursed, squirming under his touch. It only lasted a few seconds, but this was the longest orgasm you had ever experienced. Was he using his cursed technique? Did a 7:3 ratio even make sense in the dimensions of your vagina? You weren’t sure, and at this point you didn’t care. You had already succumbed to all of his critical hits.

After you finally came down, he let you go and pulled his dick out of you. Shakily, you pull your thighs back together.

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kuromiiyuuu · 3 months

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"Are you flirting with me?" jjk characters.

-how jjk men flirt with their crushes.

toji, nanami, satoru, and sukuna (f).

genre! | warnings. fluff and maybe mentions of fucking! + none, except swearing.

note. i guess im back in tumblr again, be nice to me it's been a long time :(. also not proofread cause it's midnight here in ph, im tired.

Toji.

•This man most certainly knows how to flirt, flirt. Like I'm saying this man has natural rizz.

•He has a lot to say.

•And he's hot, he knows that so he mainly uses that to his advantage, and God is it hot insufferable.

•He flirts by using his charms, mostly his facial expressions and he carries himself by his body language and words.

•And damn he's good with it, he's great at it.

•He knows just by the wink of his deadly eyes he'd have you in the palm of his hand just like that.

"I missed you, doll." His deep grouchy voice basically whispers, his hot breath basically fanning your face. Yeah, he was indeed that close to you, and just like that you felt heat rising up to your cheeks in an instant, "Did you miss me?"

It took you some time to find the right words to say back to the ebony haired man in front of you, his figure basically towered you. His eyes looking down at you with some sort of a demure way.

"Why would I miss you, toji?" you query his statement.

The scarred man then brings his large calloused hands up to your neck and touching the side of it. his thumb was caressing your cheeks under his skin. the tip of his fingers were basically at the back of your neck, the hair at the back of your neck by and large stood up.

He licks his lips, "why wouldn't you?"

Nanami.

•he's a sly one.

•he's not verbal in flirting, he's more on the physical side but with your full consent of course.

•he knows his limits, but it's the fact that his touches sets your skin ablaze tells a story that you maybe feel the same way for him.

•he knows he's not good with words, but action he can be justify on, like; a hand on your waist, a tuck behind your ear, a pat on the head, and more!

•the mans know how to hold a woman fr.

•despite his undeniable overwhelming strength, but if it's you hes taking a hold of, it's like he's holding the most fragile thing in the entire universe.

"nanami, good to see you." you exclaim with a smile whilst the blone entered the elevator with you, he settles himself beside you. the elevator door then closes, "having a good day?"

"yes, indeed." he answers coldly, his head turns to you and his fox-like eyes stare right into yours, your breath was caught in your throat just like that, just by his stare it was already enough to have you by the throat. "though, I am tired."

"oh really? then you should take a rest." you advice him, you were so caring, you were such a sweet thing weren't you? always minding people's business in a good way, always telling them what's good and bad for them. that's exactly why nanami took a liking of you.

the blonde workaholic walks closer to you, closing the distance between the two of you in an instant as your chest touches against each other. you were caught off guard by the sudden bold movement, "nanami?" you tried to call for him, trying to make up the words to ask him what was he doing.

he dared not to touch you without your permission, "may I?" with a hum of agreement from you, his hands instantly went tothe sides of your waist as he brings your torso closer to his, you yelped quietly at the sudden force. it took you some time before coming up with the conclusion, nanami was flirting with you inside the elevator without a doubt.

Satoru.

•Now this man. he's just loud.

•if nanami is bad with words, this man is a different topic.

•he knows lots of things.

•he uses this to his advantage when he takes a liking of someone, showers them with praises or just being annoying to grab their attention.

•he's the og lover boy, it doesn't matter if he means it, his words are always so enduring, it can just capture a womans smile in an instant.

•he definitely knows what he's doing.

you were just enjoying yourself in the comfortness of your peaceful office, "good morning, baby!"

"get out, satoru." you bite, wanting nothing more than to just have a hour or two for yourself, but this man, this silver porcupine would always find himself tangled up in your time. "and stop calling me that." you tell him once more, satoru sighs dramatically before taking a seat right on the table of your office which was in front of you.

"like what, baby?" he made sure to emphasize the pet name and it makes you look up at him with your right eye basically twitching, "don't be so uptight, I know you love it."

"w...what." that single word was the only thing that got out of your lips, "struggling to find the words pretty?" satoru brings his face closer to you after he gets himself off of your table and walked over to you, he was now basically looking down at you. just imagine the damn height difference, by now you stood up from your seat, "just date me already."

Sukuna.

•now this man ughhhhh i have such a big fat crush on this man.

•anywhooo, i think sukuna is more on being the bold type of flirt, like he'll definitely say something that comes to mind, and do whatever he wants when he feels like it.

•he wants his feelings to he obvious, and whats the point of being a pussy anyway, that what he thinks.

•he's charming and of course he knows that, and he definitely knrw how to handle his words and actions.

•i can give up everything just for him to fuck me literally.

"you know what I'm capable of." his voice was deep and was basically warning you, "yet here you are, spending the night with me." you didn't know really, everyone had this impression of sukuna being a bully, they weren't wrong actually. but to you, he was different. but in all honesty, he was just differentin your eyes because he treated you differently than most others, and that eas because he liked you.

"I don't mind it, suki." you tell him, he basically groans mentally at the way you say that nickname of his, he grabs your chin to make you look up at him, his read eyes piercing right into your soul. you were just so clueless huh, you were so fucking oblivious of ehat you were doing to him, "such a good little girl are you huh doll." he had feelings for you and you were kind of stupid about it, you thought sukuna was like that to most people but... you failed to be a smart ass.

heat rose up your cheeks instantly at his words and the mere inches between the two of you, "you've got a thing for me girl, it's apparent."

notes ii. im not confident about this one, i could've done better.

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