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@hencevy Hey can I request a headcanon or one shot with Haikyuu characters (any of your choices) having an accidental kiss with their crush, you know, the cliché romance scene in drama’s where the girl fell and the male catches her and end ups kissing, or something when the girl turn around not noticing the close distance between the male, and their lips touches. Anything that is accidental

yaho, love! ❤️ thank you for the request! sorry it took a while to get this to you work’s got me busy haha but i wrote some accidental kissing for Daichi, Bokuto,and Iwa-chan! hope you like it ^w^

Sugawara introduced the two of you at a party; a past co-worker of the silver haired teacher but now you work at a school near the police station that Daichi was stationed at.

The moment he met you, Daichi fell for all your bashful smiles and your sharp wit. He was gone for you. But he never had a chance to ask you out on a proper date after the party; he was a little worried it’d be too soon.

But because you two worked so close, you guys saw each other often. You could see him helping the kids safely cross the street from the school gates and it made your heart melt at how cute he was with the kids.

Sometimes you accompanied your students on their walk home and would take a moment to chat with the handsome officer. You two got to know each other this way. Daichi loves the day he sees you chaperoning the kids home. And you admit to yourself that you do too.

One day, some kids were being a little too rambunctious and they ended up bumping into you. You tried to catch yourself, but you had nothing to grab onto for help.

Except Daichi.

You can’t help but grab onto one of his arms. Daichi, with his quick reflexes, catches you and makes sure you’re not falling on the kids; pulling you up and close to him.

But maybe it’s too close because your pressed against his chest and both of your faces are just a couple inches apart. The two of you are staring at each other with wide eyes and blushing faces.

You’re about to apologize and thank him for saving you from the fall when that same rambunctious bunch bump you again and now you’ve got your lips pressed against his.

There’s some seconds pause when both of you are processing what just happened before the two of you pull away quickly, spouting apologies to each other.

“Well… I mean… I did like it…” Confesses Daichi and you stare at him while he’s shyly smiling at you, cheeks still red, and rubbing the back of his head. He’s so cute and endearing.

“Well… If you took me out on a date this Saturday, we can kiss more.”

 You’re the young lady that moved next door to him just a couple of weeks ago. Bokuto met you right when you moved in, panting and struggling to get your fridge in through the door. It was one thing your friends forgot to move into your new apartment.

He of course, offered to help you and you happily accepted; thanking all the gods that someone on your floor was so kind to help you with this feat.

Even with your hair a mess, slightly sweaty, and huffing around to guide him where in your apartment to put the fridge, he thought you were pretty cute.

Until you beamed at him once the appliance was set in place and you offered him a water bottle and some snacks as a thank you; Bokuto’s brain nearly short circuited at how beautiful you were.

So, every time after that, the MSBY player always made a habit to try and say hello to you. Making conversations with you as you two encountered each other at your doorway, in the hallway, or at the lobby when you were checking your mail.

He fell more when you came by often to drop off something you cooked or baked. He savored each thing you gave him, and you were so happy that someone else was enjoying your cooking.

One day, work had gotten you beat and exhausted and now all you wanted to do was curl up in bed and sleep the day away.

You dragged yourself through the lobby doors and stopped by to check your mail. You absent mindedly shifted through them, not even paying attention to your surroundings.

If you did, you would have noticed Bokuto coming up beside you, fresh from practice and asking about your day. But alas, you weren’t paying attention and it made his hair droop a little.

He leaned close to you and peered over your shoulder, wondering whatever you could be staring at. He blinked at seeing just random neighborhood newsletters and advertisements. One he recognized for some odd reason.

“Oh! I know him! He’s always trying to get his advertisements in our games.” His comment pulls you out of your trance and you turn your head to look at him. But his face was so close, his chin almost resting on your shoulder, that when you turned your lips couldn’t help brush against his.

The feeling was strange but not unpleasant. However, it caused your cheeks to heat up and jump away with a squeak. You stare at him with wide eyes, seeing him blink in confusion for a second before he registered what happened.

One of his hands go flying to touch his lips and you watch a nice color of pink rise to his cheeks. He blinks owlishly at you before grinning.

“Woah there, sweetheart. Take me out on a date first before you start kissing me.”

 You were a friend of Mattsukawa and he was the one who suggested you go see his high school buddy, Iwaizumi Hajime, for some work out help. You refused at first because he was an athletic trainer, and he was busy helping out athletes; not someone who just wanted to survive a charity marathon.

But you ended up caving and was surprised when he agreed. Honestly, Iwaizumi liked you. A lot. Mattsun introduced the two of you and he often saw you at parties and gatherings that the Aoba Johsai third years often go to. And every time he talked to you, it was a delight and you made his heart skip a little too quickly.

So he agreed to help you train for the marathon a few days a week after work. It was both a blessing and a curse because he got to spend time with you but also you look so good in your workout outfit. You fill it out so nicely and sometimes he has to look up at the ceiling to prevent himself from looking inappropriately at you. He doesn’t want to come off as a pervert.

One day during your workout session, he’s got you on your back while he holds down your legs for you to do proper crunches. It’s a bit embarrassing for you to come up from the crunches to be face to face with the handsome athletic trainer. You avoid eye contact with him because his stares can be a little bit intense and it’s making your cheeks burn.

Iwaizumi doesn’t understand why you’re being so embarrassed when you’ve already been working out with him for a good couple of weeks and he has seen you sweating and dying at some of his more intense work outs. So, he hovers a bit over you and spurs you to do the crunches properly.

You shake off your weird feelings and nod at him before coming up from a crunch too quick and too abruptly. This cause you to come face to face with him a bit too close for comfort and has you brushing your lips against him.

Both of you scramble away from each other at the sudden contact; both your faces bright red, hand on your lips, and heart beating too quickly. But you both liked it and it makes you want more.

After a few moments, you both peek at each other. Iwaizumi opens and closes his mouth, unsure what to say. You bite your lower lip as you think of what you want to say, and that action catches his eyes.

You’re both staring at each other for a minute or so before Iwaizumi swallows and tries,

“Can I… Uh… Try that again? Properly this time?” you can’t help smile at his bashfulness

“Yes.”

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bts sleep bomb, but it’s the black jackals instead

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affectionate girl best friend headcanons | aone, ennoshita,daisho & yamaguchi

❣︎anon: Hey, hey hey! :3 I guess is this one that a make a request? Idk, hahahah. So yeah, could you make Ennoshita and more haikyuu underrated characters headcannons how they would react if they would have a best girl friend who is the huggy and kiss-kiss-on-the-cheek type, basically very affeccionate while they are crushing on her. If not, then thank you for at least reading. <3

❥aone takanobu:

☽ aone.exe stops working- he’s completely flustered and embarrassed whenever you greet him with a kiss

☽ because he’s so tall too you have to jump or stand on your tip toes, grasping his shoulders to place the little peck on his cheek before you bury yourself in his arms, smiling against his chest

☽ and aone has to try his best not to combust right there and then on the spot

☽ he’ll never reject your physical affection- he knows you love it a lot and even though it’s not his love language, he really does love you he wants to meet it

☽ so he’ll always be happy to open up his arms for you, letting you hug him whenever you wish because he thinks your smile looks so pretty

☽ but every time you jump on him for hugs and plaster kisses on his face, aone forces down his feelings for you

☽ because he thinks it’ll hurt you to know how he’s truly in love with you when you’re just friends and the last thing he wants to do is cause irreparable damage with his best friend- the one person who isn’t intimidated by him and sees him for who he truly is

☽ “you’re the best teddy bear, takanobu. i love you.” you sigh into his shoulder

☽ “i love you too, y/n.” he murmurs back but it doesn’t feel entirely platonic

☽ and you know it doesn’t because you shift in his arms, studying him carefully with his eyes locked with yours

☽ “takanobu?”

☽ “i’m sorry.” he says, lowering his head and trying to remove his arms from around you. “please don’t-”

☽ “don’t apologise!” you cry, clinging to him tighter as he tries to move away. “please, i’ve been waiting for you to say it for so long.”

☽ at your words, aone- who never initiates the physical affection- smiles slightly and his arms wrap around you, pulling you into his warmth

☽ and for the first time ever, he’s the one who kisses your cheek first

❥daishō suguru:

☽ this boy will never want to outright admit he likes his best friend- especially when he’s certain you don’t like him back

☽ he doesn’t want to feel embarrassed- but the last thing he wnts to do is lose you too so he’ll try to act as normal as possible around you from the moment he realises he has feelings for you

☽ which means that from now on every time you try to hug and kiss him daishō scoffs teasingly

☽ “you’re so clingy.” he taunts, ruffling your hair playfully as you pout

☽ but you never stop so it becomes almost like a game- every time you hug and kiss daishō he comes up with a witty insult to tease you with

☽ but really inside his heart is thumping and his mind is filling with imaginations of what it’d be like if you were his beautiful s/o who he didn’t have to pretend with

☽ but then suddenly you stop hugging him and kissing him and daishō is confused as to what he did to warrant a stop in your physical affection

☽ “i just don’t want to annoy you.” you smile but he doesn’t return it, a horrible twinging feeling filling his chest instead

☽ “don’t be stupid.” he tuts and you’re stunned when he pulls you into him, wrapping his arms around you and resting his chin on top of your head

☽ “suguru?” you sound confused but then you relax in his arms, smiling against his chest as you snuggle into him. “mm, i missed this.”

☽ daishō smiles as he shakes his head, rolling his eyes but inside he was agreeing with you

❥ennoshita chikara:

☽ ennoshita would try his best to be respectful- he has it in his mind that you’re just best friends because that’s all you want to be

☽ so he really has to resist the urge to squeeze you back even tighter whenever you hug him or to not turn his face to the side whenever you kiss his cheek so that your lips meet his instead

☽ he always gets so flustered around you- his cheeks will be burning and he can’t even look at you as you wrap your arms around him and peck his cheek

☽ “you okay? you look really red.”

☽ ennoshita will practically be sweating as he forces a smile- you can’t know, it’ll ruin your friendship. “it’s just really warm”

he’ll always return your physical affection the best he can, even if it hurts him a little to be holding you as you watch a film together, his heart pounding as you rest your head on his chest because all he’s thinking is this what it’d be like if we were dating?

☽ one day he feels your eyes on him as you’re cuddling him, your face so close to his from your position on his chest

☽ “you okay?” he’ll ask, feeling his heart drum against his rib cage as he looks away from the film you’re both watching

☽ “do you like it when i’m always so touchy? or shall i stop?”

☽ ennoshita’s eyes are wide as he stares at me. “please don’t stop! i like you- i mean it- i mean-” he trails off as you sit up, arms wrapping around his neck as a smile tugs at your lips, which he can’t stop staring at

☽ “i like you too, chikara- i mean it-” your giggles get broken off as your lips meet his, his hands grasping you closer

❥yamaguchi tadashi:

☽ the first time you ever greeted him with a back hug and a kiss on the cheek yamaguchi had been drinking water and he choked on it, spluttering all over himself as you patted his back

☽ he will never get used to your random hugs and kisses but he loves them so much! he will always grin so wide with his cheeks tinted pink every time you hug him

☽ and tsukishima can tell how much he likes you but of course yamaguchi is too shy to tell you- he’s also worried you’ll reject him outright and it’ll ruin your friendship because of course you’re not going to like him back

☽ but feeling your arms around him, your warmth and your soft scent every time you peck his cheek and ruffle his hair brings him a sense of calmness and peace

☽ he often daydreams about what you’d be like if you were a couple- you’d be holding his hand and kissing him properly on the lips and maybe you’d sit in his lap

☽ and yamaguchi finds himself falling for you deeper and deeper with every touch, especially because he loves the feeling of physical affection

☽ one day you’ll be swooping in to peck his cheek when he happens to turn his face and it’s a complete shock for the two of you when your lips press against his

☽ you’re both still whilst tsukishima bursts into laughter, your cheeks feeling as hot as yamaguchi’s looks

☽ “i’m sorry! that was an accident! i didn’t mean to, i’m so sorry-”

☽ “but you’re not complaining though, i bet.” snickers tsukishima and yamaguchi is cursing his friend under his breath as your eyes widen

☽ “i see.” you murmur and yamaguchi thinks this is it. your friendship is over

☽ until you’re cupping his cheeks and bringing his face back in for a proper kiss, eyes fluttering shut as you kiss him softly

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jealous ukai (m)

❥ukai keishin x fem!reader

❥warnings: possessiveness, wall sex, light degradation, facial

❥word count: 2k

❣︎anon: i’m not the anon from before but being that I, too, am a whore for mr keishin ukai maybe you could write a lil sumn about being at a tournament and daichi/suga/maybe even kags is flirting with you and you’re obvi not interested but you’re being nice bc they’re your tiny children but ukai gets jealous and f*cks u all passionately when u get home IDK

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from nanami to itadori

Looking at various aspect of Nanamin and Yuuji’s characters and interaction from the beginning of their meeting up until the end, there’s a sense that Yuuji is the one who will “replace” him or the one to accept the baton Nanamin passes. While Gojo is the one who take Yuuji under his wings, Nanamin is the mentor with closest emotional ties to Yuuji. 

At first Nanamin seems indifferent towards Yuuji, even giving him cold shoulders. But soon, we know that he is far from actually being uncaring.

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𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵!!!

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A thought just popped op in my head because I’m very soft for a soft Nanami right now. Imagine the way he would look at you when you tell him that you‘re a virgin and you want him to be your first time. Oh please the Look in his eyes, full of love and need and so moved. And how softly he handles you, making sure you don’t do anything you don’t want to, making sure everything he does is in your interested and something which you like. How gentle he would be. I cry.

we stan a soft, supportive and very attentive nanami. i see him as feral, but like in a refined way. he’s a classy man with morals and heeds to social expectations, but once he learns that you saved yourself this long- and pointedly make it aware that he gets to be the one to unwrap you?

it starts with a twitch of his jaw, a subtle show of restraint. his adam’s apple has never been so prominent as is bobs. its almost as if he needs to swallow back the urge to take you there. to strip you bare and bend you over the nearest surface. 

this man has been in love with you for ages but he’d never pushed the topic. he considered the fact that you were just letting the relationship progress slowly and build up to it. there was certainly no rush and the two of you had bonded purely on adoration and closeness. nanami thought maybe you would take initiative on an anniversary as a milestone for the two of you. but he wasn’t expecting this. 

he wants to brand you with his love. embark on maiden journey of your body that would sure to filled with many twists and surprises. 

i don't think he’d even think about penetration yet, too obsessed with helping you discover your own pleasure before his. you’ve waited this long and should come first- literally. 

sitting on the edge of the bed with you astride his lap, his hands cradle your face as he steals kiss after kiss until your body starts the lax. you want this but he knows you’re nervous. he assures you that its all about you, but you don't want to disappoint. it is very obvious how much he is not on the same level of experience. from the way his little touches always igited something in you in the past. in the way that he immediately takes the lead even with insisting on holding your hand every step of the way. 

oh and he asks you to strip for him. just let me see everything i have to work with, darling? and how could you possibly deny that? so you do so, very aware of the way your skin warms under his dark, hazy gaze filled with nothing but lust as you step out of the final garment. 

before you can settle on his lap again, his hands shape your hips as he leads you to straddle his thigh this time. he bites back a smile at the way you gasp at the feel of his smooth linen against your bare cunt. when you go to shift, he applies to a bit of resistance to still you. 

let me show you.

and then he’s applying a downward pressure that brings you into a slow, firm grind. its such a simple act but the choked whimpers and groans you let out paint a picture of pure ecstasy. it doesn't take you long to find your own rhythm, face nuzzling deep against his chest as your hips move frantically.

nanami thinks he can come right there, at the sound of his name panted against his skin as you spill all over his thigh. you fall apart with the quietest little whimper, as if speaking to loud will scare away the pleasure. the way your legs squeeze around him, greedy little cunt still begging for more. 

he coos softly that feel good, darling?. his skin is so warm as he nuzzles against your cheek, or maybe its your own heat ? he notes how the hazy days has already coaxed the anxiousness from your limbs. this man is just getting started. 

 nanami nibbles on your lip. let me help you with another. 

he plans to take very good care of you. 

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Congrats to your 1000 followers! Im really delighted to see how many people follow you and your content because you deserve it so much! Good quality will always draw people’s attention towards it! :)

I would like to request number 15 for Nanami, i really like the thought of reader and Nanami moving in together, in the beginning not really interested in each other but as time flies by they both notice how perfect they fit each other because of their life rhythm. Thank you! <3

At first, you stayed at his apartment purely out of convenience and professional solidarity: having just returned from a year-long exchange programme with the Seoul Sorcery College, you found navigating Tokyo's housing market a labyrinthine ordeal. Sure, Yaga assured you he'd put in a word with shaman higher-ups whose jurisdiction covered real estate, but six months and endless bureaucratic nightmares later, you were still crashing on Nanami's couch. Bless that man, truly.

You'd been returning the favour any way you could. Cleaning, cooking, paying rent (sort of: he wouldn't accept money, so you paid for groceries and appliances, and refused to let him reimburse you, unsuccessfully so, might you add).

With a long sigh of relief, you dropped your fatigue-heavy, stiff body onto the sofa, pillows you'd just fluffed up creasing and crinkling under you. A cozy end to a weary day. You switched on the news and set the volume to a low buzzing in the distance, indecipherable white noise to busy your ears while you skimmed reports. Mostly Nanami's missions, some of Gojo's, one of Inu's. You would spend the evening editing, reformatting, alphabetising, and colour-coding it all, then toss it on your desk as you went to bed. Nothing too complex, but rather tedious if your brain wasn't so used to it you could sort it all out in your sleep.

Nanami settled beside you, so quiet you barely took notice of his presence until he harrumphed and proffered a steaming mug.

"Oh, hi, when'd you get back?" You smiled a bit too wide for etiquette, depositing the pile of paperwork on your lap to grab the drink. Your hands wrapped around it, holding it to your chest a moment, taking in the soothing warmth, before you sipped it. Mint tea. "Thanks, it's nice. Very much needed."

"It's nothing," he said. He always boiled too much water for himself alone, so with you here, he had just enough for two cups. "I came in on the hour—" the clock indicated quart past six, though it lagged by a minute or three "—and you seemed so absorbed I didn't want to disturb you."

"You still did," you grinned and gestured at the mug. When his brow stiffened, you shook your head. "No hard feelings, I was overdue a break."

Silence blanketed you, dotted with soft gulps and the almost-audible television. The two cups clinked on the glass coffee table with a short interval, Nanami taking his time to savour the beverage and let its heat spread through him like ink in water.

"I noticed you vacuumed the whole place," Nanami's clear voice made a small incision in the fabric of tranquility surrounding you both — not a tear or a cut, a delicate and deliberate invitation to sew an amicable conversation with him.

Your face scrunched up, and you wiped your hands over it to relax your features again. "Yeah," you were loath to groan lest it offend him, but damn. "Boss's been breathing down my neck lately with all the moving-out rigmarole and apparently I filed something wrong on top of that. Really had to destress. Figured cleaning the apartment might clear out my brain too." You slapped the reports on your knees. "But now I'm tired and I still ought to work, so that was kinda dumb."

"Well, did it help you destress?"

Half shrugging, you said offhandedly, "I guess it did."

"Then it wasn't dumb." He nodded, a warm curl to his lips that you hoped was a more meaningful smile than the perfunctory one he offered the principal. "It's a healthy way to deal with life."

Rolling your eyes, you leant over to tap his arm. "You just want me to play cleaning lady."

"Of course not." He caught your hand before you could withdraw, holding it between you. His sharp eyes, piercing through his odd glasses, maintained your own in a mesmerising bind. "I've been thinking. Wouldn't you like to move in with me officially?"

Flabbergasted, you chuckled awkwardly, falling silent as you realised he was dead serious. For real? No more paperwork, a stable living situation, the perfect roommate? "Where should I sign?"

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yeah <3

Omg hi IDK if requests are still open but your Nanami fic made my brain go brrrrr 😳 Could I request Wife!reader cockwarming for Kento pls ??

the eric andre meme wasn’t aesthetically pleasing but : cheers i’ll drink to that , bro . sorry if it took a bit long

jujutsu kaisen ; nanami, reader ; wc 2062 ; 18+

req : wife!reader cockwarming kento

notes : this is really soft hopefully you’re into it - made it present day 🤧

warnings : cockwarming ( sort of in public ? ) ; spousal teasing ; overstimulation ; subtle somnophilia ; power play undertones ; dirty talk ; unprotected sex

“Bedroom!” You call out when you hear Nanami at the front door.

He doesn’t reply, but the bathroom door closes and the shower turns on, so you go back to scrolling through videos on YouTube, laughing at the idiocy. After a few minutes you hear him making his way down the hall, the soft pad of his slippers growing louder until he’s finally climbing into the bed, his knees fitting around your legs as he lays down on top of you.

His skin is still warm from his shower, hair wet where he rests his head on your back, and you wiggle in complaint as you say, “Towel dry your hair, at least, Kento.”

“Mmhmm,” he intones as he pushes his hands under you far enough to cup your breasts. A sigh escapes him as he relaxes, his body growing heavier on yours.

Silence falls between you all as you continue to laugh at your phone, attempting to do it softly when his breathing evens out.

You realize it’s barely 6pm after your third compilation and look over your shoulder to see Nanami fast asleep, his blond lashes heavy on his cheeks and lips parted just enough for you to notice. Pushing your phone away, you fold your arm to your chest and prop your chin in your hand, supporting your head as you contemplate dinner and watch your husband sleep. 

Thursday is usually your day to meet in Minato after work- your weekly mini-date night consisting of wandering around a museum and grabbing something to eat before catching the train home together. It’s your personal ‘Friday,’ and usually, the least busy day of the week for him, making it easy to spend a little longer out than you would any other day. But, with the surge in covid cases happening these days, you’ve both decided it better to come home and cook together...though, more often than not, it turns into the two of you eating cup noodles in front of the tv, as though you’re still teenagers.

His hands twitch around your breasts, and hips grind lightly into the backs of your legs. Combined with the warm weight of him and his heartbeat against your back, you can’t help the soft sigh that slips through your lips. 

“Done watching old Vines?”

The sound of his voice startles you, the short laugh he huffs out after causing you to laugh, too. He gives you another squeeze, his thumbs caressing the outer curve of your breasts as you say, “Yeah. I was thinking about how pretty you are, instead.”

You watch his eyes open, his head tilting slightly as he looks up at you. There’s a slight flush to the cheek that isn’t pressed to your back, but you aren’t sure if it’s from your comment or the remnants of his shower. It draws a smile to your lips all the same. “And dinner.”

“I brought your favorite home.”

“I knew I married you for something.”

“You mean it wasn’t my charm and good looks?”

“Definitely sweetened the deal,” you admit, wiggling around until he gets the point and lifts up, letting you turn over and sit up against the headboard.

He follows you, lazily laying against your stomach as he looks up at you.

You draw your fingers through his hair in silent acknowledgement of him having gotten it cut at some point today. “Mostly it was because you’re secretly” -you cup your hand to mouth before whispering- “thoughtful.”

He chuckles as you make a gagging face and sound.

“And benevolent-”

“-oh, boy-”

“-with strong values and a unique sense of duty.”

He drops his forehead on your stomach, hiding his face from you, and you smile as you continue to draw your fingers through his hair, combing his still damp locs into his normal style.

“I married you because you’re pretty.”

You laugh, tilting your hips when you feel his fingers at your inner thighs. He ghosts them along your skin until you’re trembling, his eyes returning to your face as he pushes your pajama shorts to the side.

“And because you’re always ready for me,” he murmurs, pushing into your folds to find you wet. Despite his words, there’s a surprise in his eyes.

“You know I love when you lay on me.”

He cracks a grin, pumping a second finger into your heat. “Pretty and easy-”

“Nanami, I will make you sleep on the couch,” you remind him, pushing your hips in an attempt to get him to move. 

He tilts his chin up, silently asking for a kiss. “I’ll go heat up dinner. Wanna watch Birds of Prey?”

You lean in and press a soft kiss to his lips. “Yes, sir.”

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“There’s a surprise in the freezer for you,” Nanami says after you all finish washing dishes.

You watch as he leans on the counter, the long lines of his body seeming sharper in the evening light.

“Well, go on,” he tells you, an indulgent look in his eyes. “It’s still nice out. I want to read on the balcony for a bit.”

“You aren’t tired?” You ask, crossing the kitchen to the fridge.

“Not yet.”

You open the freezer, gasping in delight when you see a pint of your favorite (your country) ice cream. “Kento!” You grin at him, hurriedly opening the package. “Where did you find this?”

He passes you a spoon, a soft smile on his lips as you quickly scoop out a spoonful and shove it into your mouth. “Don’t worry about it.”

You offer him a bite, and when he shakes his head, you eat his and two more spoonfuls of your own before putting it back in the freezer. “I can’t wait to eat that for breakfast.”

He makes a disgusted face before reaching an arm out for you, pulling you into his chest and holding you close. “Gross, but ok,” he murmurs, dipping his head to steal your lips in a kiss. “Will you stay with me for a bit?”

His hands move slowly over your body, touching you in all the right places. You grip his shirt, silently encouraging him to lean in for another kiss. “If you wanna fuck me, that’s all you have to say.”

Nanami smiles, his eyes focused on your mouth as he raises a hand and rubs his thumb along your bottom lip. “I don’t want to fuck you. I just want to be inside you.”

You grin at him, nodding your head as your body begins to tingle with the promise of the tender bliss of being full of his cock outside of sex. “Let me just grab a hoodie, ok?”

You join him a few minutes later, disturbing his reading to straddle his lap. “My hand is covered in lube,” you say, using your other hand to tug at his sweatpants.

“Very sexy,” he says, setting his book to the side as he helps you.

“I’m going to sleep.” You wrap your fingers around his half-hard cock, slowly pumping your fist. “So you’ll have to keep yourself entertained.”

“How cruel my little wife is,” he teases, shooing your hand away as he wraps an arm around your waist. “Aren’t you supposed to take care of your husband?”

As he pushes your shorts to the side, you rub the head of his dick over your folds, pushing between your lips to tease your clit before finally tilting your hips to sink onto his length.

“You’re pushing it,” you murmur, moaning as he stretches your walls.

He swallows your sigh once you’ve taken as much of him as you can, his mouth soft against yours. “You’re so good for me, baby, you know that,” he says against your lips, holding you close as your body adjusts to him. “Relax, yeah?”

You lean into his chest, resting your weight on him as you melt into each other. A small whimper escapes you when you seem to sink even deeper into you, his arms flexing around your body in response. You close your eyes, taking a deep breath and your arms wrapping under his as you concentrate on his scent flooding your senses and heartbeat against your chest. 

“So good,” he murmurs, kissing what he can reach of your face before pulling a blanket over you. His cheek rests on your head, the weight of it further grounding you. “Just a little more,” he rubs his hands over your body soothingly. 

“How can you even tell?”

“Because you turn into a sniffling mess when you sit on it.”

“Wow,” you half-laugh, “love the honesty.”

“I believe you called it strong moral values-”

“Kento, shut up. I’ll go to bed.”

“Mmm,” he nuzzles your hair as he holds you a little tighter, his hips shifting.

You gasp, clutching at his back and shoulders as you feel him bottom out, the pressure bringing tears to your eyes.

“Want me to fuck you a little?”

“No,” you breathe. “I can take it.”

Your walls flutter around him, clutching and squeezing as your body adjusts. Nanami holds still, breathing deeply until you finally relax into him, the both of you exhaling in relief.

“Good girl,” he tells you, reaching for his book while his other hand cradles the back of your head. “You comfortable?”

“Yeah,” you mewl, voice soft.

The warmth of him against your chest, the weight of his hand holding you to his shoulder, and the strength of his thighs under you are all grounding, reminding you that home isn’t a place but the shared intimacy of a person.

“Could you read to me?”

There’s a smile in his voice when he says, “Of course,” before reading what you recognize as the Completed Guide to Japanese Apparitions from his bedside table. 

You feel so hot and full stretched around his cock, the weight of it inside you meshing with the smooth timbre of his voice and adding to the flood to your senses that has always been Nanami Kento.

It all spells out what it means to love and be loved because you can’t imagine another circumstance that learning about Gifu prefecture yokai would be comforting under. The thought brings a sleepy smile to your lips, your thumb creeping under your two fingers to slip over your ring finger to rub your wedding bands, their presence a physical reminder of your commitment to each other that lulls you to sleep.

.

You wake up moaning, hands gripping at Nanami and hips rolling against his as he rubs circles to your clit. “Ken,” you cry, his cock twitching inside you as you push into his touch.

“Took three to wake you up,” he tells you, kissing your forehead.

You believe him, feeling your pussy aching around his still hard length. “Please,” you hear yourself say, though you aren’t sure what you’re really asking for. 

“You’re doing such a good job, love. Keeping my cock nice and warm, even in your sleep, like a good little wife.”

There’s a smile in his voice that blooms hot over your chest, twisting into your consciousness and settling heavily in your stomach as you attempt to pull away from his touch. The arm around your waist stops you, pushing you into his thumb.

“Kento,” you whimper, hyper-aware of how swollen your walls are, sucking him deeper as you squirm in his embrace. “Please, I-”

“You what, hmm?” He asks, smiling as you rutt against him. “What do you need, baby girl?”

You kiss up his neck, your mouth hungry as it seeks out his, all teeth and tongue when his lips finally meet yours. He forces you to slow down, to return to his tempo,  even as you tug at his hair.

“I love you,” you tell him.

“I love you, too,” he returns, the words as sure as his touch. “So much, y/N. I love you.”

You mewl. “Please fuck me, baby. Please fill me with your cum.”

“Earn it.” He smiles against your mouth.

You whimper, the sound bleeding into something between a groan and a cry.

“Shhhh, baby. It’s still early, and we’re still on our balcony. Wouldn’t want our neighbors to know just how much a desperate little thing you are, would you?” He chuckles, kissing you softly.

“Now. Show me how many times you can cum before the feel of you coming undone forces me to fuck you.”

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GOJO SATORU  — you’ve had a bad day- make that a terrible week. nothing was going right yet the tasks just build on top of one another and gave you no opportunity to bounce back. when he finds you, you’re barely holding on, just pin drop away from shattering. gojo is as busy as you are, if not more so with the council on his back about his new student. so you bite your lip and bare a grin. a shower should help ease away the worst of it and then you can try to tackle another day. but before you can turn away, he’s tugging you firmly against his chest. you don’t realize the waterworks have started until his thumbs are swiping against your face to rid the tears. his palms slide down to cup your cheeks, squeezing them in until your lips purse at the attention. “why don’t i kiss it better, hmm?” he doesn’t wait for an answer, already leaning in. he knows what you need. always does.  

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Nanami Kento ✧ episode 9

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man, i just wanna write SMUTTTT BUT MY FUCKING EDUCATION!!

either way, i moved to @sighingshouyou (it is an 18+ blog) where i’ll actually be posting mostly nsfw works and have a couple of things on there already if you wanna check them out. 🥺

uhm, it’s three a.m, i have two exams tomorrow with a study date so i’m gonna go to sleep.

after wednesday bitch..... i’m free to read all the smut/fluff i missed in the time i was studying 🥲

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NIN DID THAT AND MORE

👩🏻‍🎨 Jojo and Hinata Shoyo (Haikyuu!!)

This is my original commission artwork, please do not repost unless you are @blahblahhiii​

Can’t stop smiling as I was drawing this. 🥺

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Happy 19th birthday 😁🥰, I hope you had a lovely day and that you are healthy and well.

WAHHH not me reading this three days after my birthday. finals week is not it, but thank you! ❤️

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Also, big thanks to @crushzone for making this commission of me and Hinata! 🥺

This literally exceeded all of my expectations and I’m super with happy on how it came out!

Nin was super helpful and so patient with me throughout the process, it’s crazy. And that’s saying something cause I’m indeceisice as a motherfucker.

In a time when I’m studying for my finals and I’m not really taking the time to pay attention to myself and do what I usually enjoy doing, so this was super nice. Thanks again Nin, this piece means a lot to me. 🥺❤️

Now enough of the sappy shit, go commission @crushzone. I repeat, go commision Nin. User tag is: @crushzone for anyone who didn’t get it the first three times. It is a really amazing investment and you’re getting all of the benefits when it comes to working with someone who is passionate about her work. 🥺 Gives you constant updates on how the piece is going and is always open to your suggestions on how you want the piece to look. Very easy to talk to and very understanding.

Go commision her as my birthday present. Okay bye 😭

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no one cares but i just turned 19 so happy birthday to me ❤️