#Naomi.

[natcliachen]

LOCATION: Music Room DATE: Sunday, September 24, 2005 (Evening, Post-Wake) Closed starter for @naomikojima

Natalia let out a sigh as she entered the cool, dimly lit wine cellar on the basement floor. The wake had drained her, but the idea of sleep felt... distant. She selected a bottle of rosé, its pale pink hue a welcome sight after all of the glasses of water and sparkling cider she's had today.

With the bottle in hand, she made her way out of the cellar with the intention of making a stop at the kitchen for a bucket of ice. Though on her way out of the basement, she passed the music room and the soft glow of a single lamp caught her eye. Peering inside, she saw Naomi — alone, seemingly lost in thought.

"Hey," she greeted softly. "Not in the mood for bed yet?"

One would think that after the day they’d all had, sleep would be the first thing on their minds. But instead, it seemed everyone preferred to wander... and drink. She stepped inside the Music Room, taking in the array of instruments and the shelves lined with collections of sheet music. She must have been a teenager the last time she was in this room.

"Could I convince you to have a drink with me?" Natalia asked after a moment, lifting the bottle slightly as a tired smile tugged at her lips. She knew Naomi wasn't the most social person but it wasn't like Natalia was planning to talk her ear off. To sit beside someone in silence while she made a dent in this bottle would be more than enough.

[niieve]

open to: muses of any gender based on: plot in source

“wait. why do you look like, so familiar?” after a good few minutes of eyeing them from the other side of the party, naomi had finally made her way over... only to be struck with a sudden sense of recognition - vague as it was - the closer she got. “have we met before?” 

[naivrse]

nabillera  ,  often  referred  to  as  simply  nabi  ,  was  a  five–membered  south  korean  girl  group  that was  formed  and  managed  by  seventh  heaven in 2007.  consisting  of  leader  and  main  dancer  minji  ,  main  vocalist  naomi  ,  visual  ,  center , and main rapper  ara  ,  lead  vocalist  jinah  ,  and  lead  dancer  and  maknae  nani  ,  the  group  made  their  official  debut  in  may  of  2009  with  the  digital  single  “  diva  ”. they were the first act ever to debut under seventh heaven , and are are widely considered to have paved the way for the company and all of its artists subsequently.

nabillera were best known for their catchy dancepop sound , girl crush concept , and glamorous aesthetic— their iconic logo being a hot pink and purple school crest adorned by blinged–out butterflies. they were highly influential , constantly setting fashion and concept trends that still permeate in the k–pop industry today. however , they were also quite controversial , coming under fire for their signature "skimpy" look and the influence they had on young girls at the time as a top girl group.

nabillera's disbandment in 2013 was abrupt , as seventh heaven had reported that they were preparing to release another studio album in the new year only a few weeks beforehand. a news outlet ended up leaking that all of the members , save for ara , had petitioned to a court to terminate their contracts with the label. despite 7h's blatant attempts to drive them apart , all five of the members managed to remain close up until 2022 , when ara released a collaborative single with honeylemon , creating animosity between her and naomi and crushing what little hope fans had that they'd ever reunite for a comeback.

to this day , the public still can't get over nabillera— constantly lamenting and theorizing on what could've been for the girl group. all of the members are still prominent public figures ; minji opened her own dance studio in 2015 and recently competed on street woman fighter 2 with one of its troupes , placing third. naomi is an actress and married her longtime boyfriend early last year , she's also released two studio albums. ara is thriving as one of the highest selling female soloists in k–pop history. jinah started her own fashion brand in 2016 and has since opened several stores in korea , and is gearing up to take it international this year. nandhini is an actress and model , and has found great success in the u.k. , where she was raised , and the u.s. , where she currently resides.

general

company  :  seventh  heaven

genres  :  dancepop  ,  electropop  ,  r&b

fandom  : flutter

colors  : hot pink ( #ed66b2 ) , purple empress ( #86469c )

popular tracks : genie , crazy , lose my breath , catch me if you can , dr. evil

members

lee minji ( b. 1989 )

naomi utaura ( b. 1991 )

baek ara ( b. 1991 )

seo jinah ( b. 1992 )

nandhini "nani" pillai ( b. 1993 )

[cassiuspr]

if y’all do decide to plant flowers out on the roof, blue irises are good. But they require more damp conditions—they help externally on burns, wounds, swellings and sores, and internally for liver and kidney disease

thwyre also pretty

:D

Oh! Thank you!

–Naomi

[purichou]

naomi osaka's US open r1 outfit!

[fatmasc]

i haven't forgotten this photoshoot since I first saw it a year or two ago

[naomi-main]

but, you’re pregnant! — gojo satෆru

mdni, fem!reader, suggestive, 0.8k wc, established relationship, satoru’s pregnant wife who can’t keep her hands off him, teeny tiny bit of exhibitionism (reader palms his bulge in public), failed self-restraint, selfship coded cuz we’re both desperate for each other :’)

you’re far along now, and satoru swears that the more your stomach grows with his child, the hornier you get.

he had to keep on his toes around you in order to not get you so worked up. the pregnancy hormones were really getting to you, and you lashed out at him or cried over every little inconvenience. but what he had to be most careful about was the way he touched you.

if his hand lingered a little too long on your waist — the intention wholeheartedly innocent — you’d somehow take that as an invitation to palm his bulge. it’s happened numerous times recently—even in public!

his poor, pregnant wife had no shame nowadays. yeah, he’s done his fair share of groping your ass when others were around, but it was always under a private eye, secret giggles shared between the two of you.

unfortunately, you had picked up the habit of doing it out in the open. he couldn’t count the amount of times people would gawk in horror, all while you continued to browse the baby section, unbothered, as if you hadn’t squeezed his balls like a stress toy in front of dozens of people. maybe you were an exhibitionist?

either way, it was clear your thoughts only consisted of three things as of late: eat, sleep, and fuck.

how could he resolve this? he wanted to cry. this wasn’t fair! why couldn’t you be this thirsty for his cock when you weren’t pregnant? never in his life would he have thought you could out-freak him. and as badly as he wanted to fuck you senseless in return, he had to be gentle—cautious. sex was increasingly dangerous at this stage — according to the doctor after a long night of abusing your needy cunt — and you were driving him to the brink of madness with the way you were acting.

tensions were higher than they’ve ever been, neither of you speaking or acting on it. however, things came to ahead one morning while he was leaving for work. like usual, he stood by the door in his suit, prepared to head out after your usual once-over. it was a domestic routine he looked forward to every morning despite him whining in your ear about how he was going to be late, watching you softly as you “fix” his collar for the millionth time.

satoru wasn’t stupid. he could tell you were stalling for more time with him, not-so discreetly using it as an excuse to touch him. and don’t think he doesn’t notice how you’re practically sniffing him like an animal in heat. he knew just how much you loved the scent of his cologne, and it was as if you couldn’t help yourself around him when you caught a whiff of it.

now, here’s the part where he may have messed up. after your initial aggressive arousal towards him — plus with the advice the doctor gave him on the down low — he made sure to no longer kiss you on the lips in your current state, and instead, opted for your cheek. when you hand him his lunch, he leans himself down to your height, lips puckered to plant a chaste peck on your soft skin.

though, what he hadn’t expected was for you to outmaneuver him, slapping both hands on the sides of his head, tugging him close to the point that he stumbles as you begin to utterly ravish his mouth.

“mff—!”, satoru sputters in protest against your lips, eyes wide open in shock. his lunch slips from his hand, the bag falling to the ground with a thud. shaky hands hover over your waist, your protruding stomach pressing against his hard abdomen as move against him as sensually as you can.

he doesn’t touch you back just yet, but you force him to. gripping his wrists, you bring his large hands up to palm your round, tender breasts that swelled throughout these past few months. your soft, cherry-flavored lips moved against his in desperation, and he finally responds back, moaning into your mouth with just as much fervor, squeezing the plump flush of your soft tits. the whimper you let out to the massage sends a shudder down his spine and goes straight to his cock.

you pull back, and he finds himself chasing after your lips until you plant a firm hand on his chest. his breathing is ragged, pupils dilated as satoru stares down at you through his blindfold. he takes in the sight of your kiss-swollen lips and furrowed brows, certain he appeared just as flustered.

before he can utter a word, you gaze up at him through your lashes, a cheeky glint in your eyes that he knows all too well.

“stay.” you pout, and he almost finds the willpower left in him to say no—

“please?”

you didn’t have to ask him twice.

[candiedfright]

some warmth for atsushi because he has suffered enough

[wormful]

𓆑　⸻　◜naomi 𓂅 inspo.◞

𓆑　⸻　◜naomi 𓂅 meme.◞

𓆑　⸻　◜naomi 𓂅 thread.◞

𓆑　⸻　◜naomi 𓂅 visual.◞

[lovertm]

photographer: Hiroshi Manaka // model: Naomi Watanabe

[sketchytea]

look someone's gotta test the fall damage of this place

[niieve]

@sincityszn continued from here

"well, i thought so, but... now i'm not so sure." naomi shrugged, running her fingers through her hair, before sticking her hand out for the man to shake if he wished. "either way... i'm naomi." if they hadn't met before, well, they had now, and that was what mattered, wasn't it? "and you?"

[gojocon]

first kiss — gojo satෆru

mdni, fem!reader, smutty but no p in v, 1k wc, childhood best friend satoru, he just wants a kiss (you make out with something alright…), the first kiss that isn’t on his cheek :’) reader can’t say no (i couldn’t either tbh), extremely premature ejaculation, satoru is desperate and sensitive, maybe he likes being looked at like he’s a freaking weirdo...

you don’t know how exactly you found yourself in this situation.

“c’mooooon, just one kiss?”

satoru holds up his forefinger to emphasize his words, a childish pout playing on his pink lips.

you roll your eyes, feeling a slight heat creep up your cheeks as you avoid his gaze, avoid all of him, trying to maintain your resolve.

“ugh, no satoru. don’t be weird.” you mumble, voice strained.

his eyes widen in response to your rejection, but sensing your wavering stance, his eyes narrow, and he proceeds to push further.

“why not? you kiss me all the time!” your best friend whines, pout growing more pronounced when he juts out his lower lip further, making him look even more adorable. those eyes of his sparkle with mischief as you shift on your knees, exasperated at his persistence.

you try to maintain a strong front, you really do. but the boy, no, the man in front of you had a certain power over you even after so many years, and you were helplessly weak when it came to him, when it came to satoru, your annoyingly endearing best friend since childhood.

“this is different, ‘toru. it’s silly, you know it is.” you try reasoning, voice laced with a hint of warning.

your tone does nothing to put him off, however, and he simply shuffles closer, transfixed on your lips before heaving out a dramatic sigh. beautiful eyes well up with crocodile tears as he gazes down at you, voice taking on a pleading tone.

“please, pretty? just one liddol kiss?” he whimpers before leaning in close, face inches from yours, warm breath whispering against your skin.

you can’t help but glance down for a moment to school yourself, before looking back up to his face, your own flustered in embarrassment. you hope it’s quick enough that he doesn’t see, but satoru notices the aversion, he always does. he knows you so well, better than anyone.

“you’re not scared, are you?", he teases suddenly, a big warm hand now padding along the soft skin of your cheek.

a shiver runs down your spine as his breath caresses your ear, his words sending a spark of desire down your body.

there’s a subtle twitch in the muscles on your face once you process his question, evidently irked by his words. at this, your best friend flashes you his infamous goofy grin. his demeanor had changed rather quickly from his performance a mere sentence ago in a way that was hopelessly satoru.

despite your better judgment, you can feel yourself melting at his touch, crumbling in the face of his charms.

a deep, stuttering sigh leaves your lips, voice firm with an air of finality. “fine. only one, and that’s it.”

his gaze shoots back up and locks onto yours the moment those words leave your mouth. big blue eyes fill with a heart fluttering affection and a certain heat, a look you were all too used to, a way best friends should never look at each other, and a familiar feeling of warmth spreads through your chest.

a triumphant smile spreads across satoru’s face and he lets out a whoop of excitement, face lighting up, and you can’t stop the small smile curling onto your lips as he quickly adjusts his position, spreading his legs slightly as he leans back, giving you more room to shimmy yourself into, which you do without question.

“go on, give me a kiss.” he sighs, breathless in anticipation.

you decide to end his suffering and give him what he wants. with reluctance, you lean forward, inching close until your lips hover over a way too adorable shade of pink before you’re planting a quick, wet kiss onto the tip of his cock.

it’s just a peck, but you can feel the shudder wrack through his body at the small contact and he lets out a soft gasp, eyes rolling back to his skull.

“mmmph . . .”

pulling back, his hips make a desperate attempt at following you with a jerky movement, but fail miserably. his cock was erratic in its movements, with a mind of its own — it was big enough to have one anyway — twitching, bobbing and most of all, sensitive, like all of satoru.

“why did you move away?!”, your best friend whines like a petulant child, brows pinching together and eyes once again glimmering with tears, though this time, they were quite real.

“it was kissing you back too! don’t you love me? you’ll give me more, right? i’m your best friend, you should — ”

he babbles on, brainless and dumb, as if a single kiss from you triggered an onslaught of neverending desperation. you watch him, startled, brows knitting together in mild irritation, looking him right in the eye before backtracking to the achy, leaking, baseball bat he calls his cock.

“o—oh god! please, don’t look at me like that—”, he barely manages to strangle out in a moan, clutching the couch cushions on either side of him in a tight grip to ground himself, knuckles white.

his hips lurch forward, a spurt of hefty pearlescent droplets shooting out from the top before running along the side of his length, shirt stained and ruined.

“h—hah . . . hnghhh — ”

your breath hitches at the overwhelmingly erotic sight, throat going dry. continuing to look on in poorly concealed amazement, unable to look away (did you even want to?), pupils dilating as you take in the copious amounts of thick, white cum dribbling out of his shaking form. satoru’s body jolted with each rope of his load, eyes fluttering closed in what seemed to be pleasure, but almost bordering pain.

it doesn’t take a genius to figure out that your best friend just nutted cause you kissed his cock.

[cassiuspr]

Maybe! Some plants do thrive indoors!

Yeah, again, we're only considering it, no full plans yet.

–Naomi

[kneesbruised]

◝ ' closed for @thoselips :

                   ❝    how    can    i    help    you   ,    if    you    won't    tell    me    what's    going    on    ?    you    never    let    me    in   .    ❞

[fuckyeahwarriorwomen]