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🍁🍂Thanksgiving disasters || "your child calls me daddy too"🍁🍂

Nanami accidentally responds to "daddy" at the dinner table infront of your entire family... you were talking to your father.

Husband!Nanami X Gn!reader

Word count: 609

Every year Nanami spends Thanksgiving with you and your family. He comes over the day before to help your parents cook and on occasion you two will stay the night. Waking up on Thanksgiving morning to help them prepare for the rest of your family to start flooding in.

Setting the table, doing dishes, cleaning the house. Making sure everything was perfect, Nanami loved doing it–he really did. He loved your family–and your family loved him. so that made it more enjoyable. He viewed it as more of a calming activity than a chore.

At the table Nanami always made sure to have good manners around your family. Not that he was ill mannered, he just really wanted to make sure he didn't embarrass you or himself. He says grace most years and he takes his time to make sure he doesn't mess up. Like really focuses. Again, he doesn't want to embarrass you or himself infront of your entire family. He's been at countless holiday celebrations with your family and he still puts alot of effort into not messing up. He can't help it, it's a habit at this point. He vowed to be perfect for you after all.

|And yet he still made the oldest and most embarrassing mistake in the book.|

"Daddy, can you pass me the napkins please?" You said casually as you gestured over to the napkins that were too far across the table for you to bother attempting to reach

"Of course sweetheart" both your father and Nanami responded simultaneously as they both reached for the napkins

This might just be the year you end it all.

Nanami slowly gazed up at your father the second he realized what he just did and he pulled his hand away from the napkins just as slowly. He just stared at your father sheepishly, he wanted to say something like 'sorry sir' or 'it's not like that' or even 'I think it's time for me to go home' but the words got caught in his throat and he just gave an embarrassed and awkward smile

"Kento.." You murmured, your voice being low and dangerous as you glared at him out the corner of your eye "you can't be serious.." you whispered to him in irritation and embarrassment. Your dad handed you the napkins, giving you a questioning look. All you could do was give him a quick smile before nudging Nanami and giving him a 'I'm going to end you look'

Nanami swallowed thickly and looked over at you "I'm sorry darling" He whispered as he picked up his cocktail and began to down it to try and distract himself from the fact that he can feel your entire family's gaze on him. He could see your aunties whispering to eachother in his peripheral vision and it made him a little nervous

"Kento, son," Your father started, clearing his throat a little

Nanami almost jumped, putting his now empty cocktail down "yes?"

"What was that about?"

"What was what?"

"What you just did"

"What'd I do?"

He had panicked and resorted to playing dumb. Probably a bad idea, yes. Because he's really horrible at playing dumb. But it was worth a shot.

Your father was about to continue when your momma saved the day by intervening with "okay boys, that's enough. Anyone want pie??"

"Yes, please." Nanami quickly nodded, thankful for the change in discussion.

Despite everyone swiftly moving on, your father glared at Nanami pretty much the rest of the night. And while Nanami could say he couldn't wait to go home... You were gonna totally whoop his ass the second you two got there.

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face your fears

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nanami knows that his dick is good. that his dick can turn a 2/10 day to a 10/10 week. that even though you hated giving head to your ex-boyfriends, you’d gladly drop anything to suck his dick.

nanami watches you, letting out short groans and whines as he watches your mouth move up and down his dick. whenever, wherever, he’ll let you have it. he’s yours and you’re his! ofc he’ll let you have him anytime <3

nanami who dicks you down anytime you’re horny, stressed, or just plain wants it. he’s ready when you are! he’s suck a gentlemen with it too, cleaning you up after you suck him off or take his dick, gently cleaning you with a damp towel or the wipes he keeps in the dashboard of his car.

nanami doesn’t believe in condoms, well, he did but after you let him hit it raw once, he was hooked for life. he’s such a gentlemen though, so if you want him to wear one he will but you both know it feels better when you’re skin to skin.

nanami who, even though he loves receiving, loves giving even more. he’ll have his head in between your legs, sucking on you like his life depends on it. even when you tug on his dirty blonde, salt and pepper hair, he shakes his head.

“‘m not done, sweetheart. need to finish eating, yeah? you gonna let me?”

nanami who looks at you from between your legs, lovestruck after you pass out from rounds of head from him. his eyes never your head is laying against the pillow as if you’re deep in a peaceful sleep, a contradiction to the events that just conspired before.

“poor baby.. aww, don’t worry, i’m here”

nanami who cleans you up each time after he’s in between your legs. in the bathroom, he admired the white slick left on his face and chuckles as he washes it off. he’ll take a damp cloth and a glass of water from the kitchen before he comes back. sitting on the edge of your shared bed, he gently cleans you before closing your legs, pulling e covers on you

“see you when you wake up, love. i’ll be here”

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I want him

Dadbod!Nanami...

Hear me out... Once you're married, all settled down and he's not a sorcerer anymore and he's at peace. He gains a few extra pounds, just because he's been baking so much and eating good food.

And you're not complaining, the extra weight feels so nice when he's on top of you, fucking into you slowly. You grab onto his thick biceps, wrapping your legs around his torso as he bullies his cock into you. And you can almost swear his cock feels bigger, thicker since he gained the weight.

So much so that tears trickle down your face from the added girth. And Nanami like the man he is takes notice.

"Feel good? Why are you crying, honey?" an expression of slight worry on his gorgeous face. But his cock has you speechless and the way you clench around him tells him just that. And he smirks as he feels you go dumb because of his cock.

"So... so fucking good...," is all you manage to say, as you pray to whatever God there is, for your husband to keep the dad bod.

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happy international boyfriend day to kento nanami.

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kento's a real man.

a man who uses your purse with no shame, even if everyone stares at him.

a man who does not feel ashamed in doing 'feminine' activities, in his eyes, it's just an activity. since when is cooking or knitting shameful?

a man who doesn't have the need to control your every move. he doesn't always need to be in a position of power over you.

a man who flaunts your achievements, even if they're greater than his. in fact, he could never be prouder.

a man who understands the decision of the amount of children to have entirely is up to you.

a man who isn't scared to buy feminine products and in fact volunteers to buy them when you are in need.

a man who understands that housework is a shared activity and that being a housewife is a real job.

a man who understands the sacrifice of becoming a full-time mom and makes sure you know you're appreciated in every single moment.

note: beabadoobee reference, got an idea while listening to her song

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I want his babies😭😭😭😭

IMAGINE Nanamis phone when you’re pregnant! It’s just all pictures of you, he definitely has you do those cheesy photo montages to watch your belly grow. Definitely has the ultrasounds framed at his desk at work too.

omg omg omg THIS. SO CUTE AND SOOO REAL!!!!

Nanami definitely has a photo of you & him on his desk, on display right next to the ultrasound photo. He has it turned around to face anyone in view of his desk so they can see his beautiful girl and the blurb of his little baby!

His Lock Screen? You! Bump on full display in a cute little dress. Big smile on your face you as posed for him. He had hundreds, maybe thousands, of pictures of you posing for him. On dates, in the car, on a walk, in the kitchen. He’s taken a picture of you in the same dress on the start of each trimester so he can look back at your growing belly in one of his favorite dresses of yours.

That’s not all. You thought the posed pictures were a lot? Try the candid ones he has. Photos he cherishes more than any of the others. Ones where you’re 100% your authentic self, guard down and so comfortable with him. Sleeping, taking a bite of food, brushing your teeth — always making sure to include your belly in each photo.

He often finds himself scrolling through his camera roll, small smile on his lips as he looks back at your tiny bump to your now big, round bump.

He is utterly smitten with you, the mother of his child and he doesn’t care who knows it. He wants everyone to know it. He doesn’t care how corny he may come off to anyone else, even you! He loves his woman and he cherishes capturing memories of you growing his baby! 🥰

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He does that to me every night 😇😇😇

consequences with kento.

warnings: nsfw (18+ mdni!), mean husband nanami, hair pulling, rough nanami, drunk sex, female reader.

notes: idk how to write smut. sorry! this is unfinished. much love & send requests!

big mistake.

                going to the party was a huge mistake. you didn’t think much of it when you were getting ready, or when your friends picked you up, or when you downed shots like they were water. but now, you can’t stop thinking about the terrible mistake you made as kento drags you to the car by the arm. you knew he didn’t want you to go; you should’ve known the consequences before you ever stepped out of the door. but here you are, drunk and anxious about what your husband is going to do to you.

                kento opens the passenger door, practically pushing you inside before taking a second to look at you with a mean, disappointed scowl. he slams the door in your face before coming around to the driver’s side. nanami can’t even look at you now, he only focuses on starting the engine and pulling out of the crowded street. your eyes flash between him, the steering wheel, and the road ahead as he gains speed towards the house.

                “kento,” you squeak, stomach churning at the rapid acceleration, “kento, slow down.”

                your demands are completely ignored, kento only hits the gas more, almost drifting around the corner onto your street. you hold on to the door handle for dear life. he doesn’t speak to you at all, and he hasn’t since he came to get you, expressing a million words with his glare alone. part of you is pissed off, part of you is sad, and part of you remains fearful for what the rest of the night would hold for you.

                you were upset because it was just a party. with kento’s recent overtime hours, you’d been so lonely, and tonight was supposed to make you feel better. time only got away from you. your friends begged you to stay, and the pressure from it made you crack and decide to spend more time having fun. it was only fun. you hadn’t even spoken to another man, you wouldn’t dare to, the only interactions you had with a man was you flashing your sparkly wedding ring and saying, “i’m married.”

                but when your husband is angry, he will stay that way, he will be furious until the problem is dealt with. and unfortunately for you, you are the problem tonight.

                in the blink of an eye, you’re at home, the headlights on the car are quickly cut off and kento is marching around to open your door. he grabs the upper part of your arm again, his grip firm and painful, this time dragging you out of the car and up the steps. as soon as you’re in the door, the apologies start rushing out.

                “kento, i’m sorry, i just lost track of time,” you quickly slur, awkwardly standing behind your husband as he locks the door, “i didn’t- i don’t-,” you struggle to find the correct words to say, knowing it’ll be difficult to talk your way out of whatever kento has in store for you.

                nanami turns around, facing you with a calm expression. “it’s alright, dear,” he says in his normal, monotone voice and he takes his coat off, “tell me, why did you decide to go?” his undisturbed demeanor makes your stomach drop. he begins to walk away towards your bedroom, leaving you to quickly scramble after him.

                “i just- i don’t know-,” you stutter, entering the bedroom, “i’ve just been so lonely, i just wanted to have a good time,” your voice begins to crack. despite the peaceful face kento’s putting on, you can sense the rage boiling up inside of him, tears begin to well in your eyes because you just hate it when he’s angry with you. with shaky legs, you walk over to the bed and sit down, kicking your heels off in the process. you can only watch as kento neatly folds his jacket and loosens up his tie. passing seconds feel like heavy, weighted hours. he walks back over to you, towering over the bed with an intimidating presence.

                nanami quickly grabs a fist full of your hair, pulling your head to the side to expose your neck and ear. he gets uncomfortably close, “did you have a ‘good time’?” he asks, voice full of now exposed anger, staring into your watery eyes.

you whimper at the pain at your scalp, lip quivering as you mutter an, “i’m sorry.” but there is no chance for apologies as he lifts your hair up, forcing you to follow his hand. there are feeble attempts to grab at him, but you’re unable to stop him as he flips you over and throws you down on the sheets. your face hits the soft bed, your body sinks into the mattress, but you don’t dare to move an inch. you stay exactly how he put you. the dress that perfectly encased your body less than an hour ago is already disheveled and ridden up your thighs, one of the straps is falling off your shoulder.

sounds of a belt unbuckling fill your ears. you squeeze your eyes shut, trying to prepare yourself for what was going to happen, and your body jolts when the mattress sinks in from your husband’s weight behind you. kento grabs your hips, fingertips boring into your skin, and he pulls you back, making you rest some of your weight on your knees.

kento doesn’t bother prepping you, he just pulls your panties to the side, exposing your most intimate areas, that are – to no one’s surprise – already soaked in your arousal. he knows his wife is always ready for him. he slides into you, slowly and with ease, coating his cock in your juices. he wastes no time after, though, immediately dragging his hips back to violently slam himself back into you, filling you up entirely.

you’ve forgotten just how much you love pissing your husband off.

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I. LOVE. HIM 💘

Nanami naturally puts on a little more weight in the winter months. For a man with his build, he has a bit of pudge when he's relaxed in front of you. But when he puts on that winter bulk, his abdominals are less defined unless he's flexing or sucking in. And you are constantly begging him to not hide any bit of it because God it's so fucking delicious. "Nooo, don't take your belly from me, Kento~" you whined as your arms snake around his waist to cop a feel. And when you have him naked and you get that rare chance of having him beneath you? You're damn right you're taking that golden opportunity to suck and leave love bites on all the places you can get away with. What a fucking blessing to have more of him, even if he feels internally insecure about it. But when you lavish him with that much affection, giving him physical and verbal reassurance, he can't help but fall harder in love with you.

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Yes guys, I'm his wife I married him and we're happy together 😇😇😇😇

“my wife” ft. nanami kento

in which the married man nanami kento cannot stop using every single excuse to call you his wife. he just can’t help it, it sounds really nice.

at the bakery, instead of looking for it he went to the counter to ask, “excuse me, do you have whole wheat bread? my wife prefers that over the plain one.” was there a reason for him to mention you? nope. is he going to to it again? absolutely.

he now brings home cooked lunch to work. the man who usually dreads the small talk from his coworkers now becomes quite eager when they notice the bento and asked him about it. “my lunch looks great? thank you. my wife cooked this for me.”

or when it’s after hours and there’s random talk amongst the workers such as places to visit on vacation. “these are really good recommendations, i’ll have to visit them with my wife if i have the chance.”

when he’s on grocery shop duty after work when you asked him to buy something from the market. kento tasted the one of the sample food and perked up, for two reasons. reason one is that he finds something you’d like, second reason, “where can i find more of this? my wife would love this.”

when a random stranger flirts with him and he didn’t miss a beat to say, “ah, you find me charming? thank you, my wife would agree.”

his phone would ring while he’s occupied in a work discussion and he had the slightest smile on his face as he stood up, “excuse me, my wife is calling.”

the way he always tried to insert you in every conversation even if the topic barely correlates to you. “i seriously almost drowned that day, the beach can be really dangerous,” one of his coworker said, finishing a story. and who would be able to know why kento felt the need to say, “my wife quite likes the beach.”

even in front of mutual friends such as gojo, as he knew the both of you back from high school days. “let me ask my wife first if she wants to come.” oh now it’s gojo’s turn to roll his eyes after so many years he has tormented the blond man with his antics. “you know that i know ‘your wife’ right? that she’s my friend too?” nanami looked at him, “what’s your point?” he deadpanned.

on the most random time of the day, his mind wandered to you as always. “i miss my wife.”

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guys i think he has a wife

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Ten pounds of cake daaaaaamnnnn, give me some 🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦

HiguNana collab I did with @g00miato 😍

We each drew one side, then swapped sides to colour

This was so much fun, thanks so much for doing this with me gomi! 💖

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I’M SAT

art by: nyakkari

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I had a sick moment where I pondered what exactly Mizu’s sleeves look like under her robes, and I was like “well probably like what Ashitaka is wearing when he takes off his robes to help the women in the forge in his iconic Female Gaze Moment™️ from Princess Mononoke” and suddenly whoa I need to sit down

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nanami kento // fic recommendations

note: remember to read the tags! + i do not own any of these works

i'll pretend you'll stay forever

blind date

it's always six o'clock somewhere

math help

oneirodynia

desperation

my valentine

after last night

photo albums

the curse of optimism

cloud 9

sweeter

appreciation

romantic dreams

inevitability

afternoon naps

this charming man

piece of cake

and they were roommates!

drinks with a friend

chocolate chip pancakes

return the favour

us together for a while

what about me and you

exactly my type

during work hours

when you say my name, nothing's changed

it's the thought that counts

cause my love is mine, all mine

naturally

erosion

steadfast lover

between friends

family ties

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I love him so much😭😭😭😭😭😭

gojo's undercut this, gojo's undercut that

why is nobody talking about nanami's undercut

PLEASE SIR I JUST NEED FIVE MINUTES

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Nanami saw my drafts of artwork of him, and i don't know why he's looking at me like that 🫣

Inspired by @/kyarrcha's twt post and thought i could make a Nanami version.