#boyfriend!nanami kento

[pupkashi]

boyfriend!nanami headcanons

a/n: hi friends! thank u so much for the request i hope you guys like these :3 lmk what u think !! hoping it isn’t too ooc for him :(

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so we all agree nanami is the perfect, romantic, 10/10 man right? okay cool!

he is the best boyfriend is the most cliche amazing way possible

he totally asks you out with roses and takes you to a nice dinner to a fancier restaurant after a couple dates or if you aren’t rlly into that he’ll cook dinner for the two of you in his house <3

he’s such a gentleman !!!!! he is checking up on you when you tell him you’re nervous for something, giving you the best advice he can, reminding you that you’re 100% prepared for everything, and if you aren’t then he’s there to comfort you!

buys you ‘just because’ flowers ALL THE TIME !

he’s coming back from work / a mission? he’s buying you flowers! went to the convenience store for something? he’s stopping by to get flowers! saw your old bouquet looking a bit droopy? no worries, there’s a new one on its way to you now :)

always getting u anything you want ever, it’s a problem actually

“i kinda want this water bottle but i don’t really need it” you mumble, mainly to yourself, kento’s ears are perking up, asking you to show him

two days later he’s handing you the bottle, a smile on his face when you light up and thank him for it

going shopping with him is DANGEROUS! he is buying you everything you try on and like and MORE !

“this is so cut- nevermind!” you chuckle, setting the handbag down when you see the outrageous price tag, nanami is quirking his brow, “just get it darling, price isn’t an issue”

he’s always adding any little gifts you give him to his lavish fancy apartment, splashes of color all over his beige themed apartment, if you aren’t there his eyes will sometimes wander to the gifts, smiling to himself and shooting you a message, ‘i miss you, call me when you’re free <3’

he so pampers you all the time :( especially when you’re feeling a bit more stressed wether it’s your job or finals, he’s there reminding you to eat and drink water, making you take breaks or short little naps when you have time to spare

gives you massages and cuddles you to sleep, reading to you until your breathing is even or turning the tv off when you doze off on the couch accidentally

majority of the time will cook dinner for you, unless he’s absolutely exhausted then he’ll order something in,,, never makes you cook if you don’t wanna !!!!

when you guys move in together he does as much as he can when it comes to chores, always making sure he’s pulling his weight and then some so you aren’t stressed about it <333

loves days when you’re both deep cleaning and you have your music blasting through the apartment, the two of you dancing along to the music, a huge smile on your face when you hear him humming along

drives you around everywhere you want ! you won’t be touching a steering wheel unless you want to or it’s absolutely necessary,, he wants you to be his passenger prince / princess

fuels any hobbies you have! buys you any supplies you want / need without hesitation,, you need more yarn? he’ll buy you as much as you want. you want more books? he’ll buy you the whole series!

is SO thoughtful when it comes to gifts, he’ll think about what to get you months in advance and never once gets you anything tacky or that you don’t like (because he actually listens and pays attention to what you like)

he’s an amazing listener !!!! boyfriend!nanami is always hooked on your every word, keeping up with any gossip you tell him or rants you go on

amazing cuddler. wraps you in his arms and pulls you into his warm body, tight enough grip that makes you feel secure but to where you can wiggle out at anytime you want (he never wants to make u feel trapped </3)

will be vulnerable with you 10000% he’s not afraid of crying infront of you and sharing his emotions!

he’s very mature when it comes to arguments, letting you cool down if you need it and talking through what upset you or him and figuring out how to best resolve the problem

will never go to bed mad, he always makes sure the issue is solved as soon as possible because he doesn’t want you to be stressed or upset longer than you need to :(

remembers every little thing he can !!! any off hand comments you make, the jokes you tell, the dates you’ve been on, you name it and he’s recalling it to you exactly how it went

y’all have SO MANY inside jokes it’s terrible to your friends, the two of you looking at each other with a smile when someone says the word ‘can’ and they’re so confused

“it’s an inside joke, it would take too long to explain” you say, trying to change the subject as you bite back laughter

he is so playful and unserious with you, anyone around you absolutely does not believe it when you tell them kento knows the Cupid shuffle, but you know because you saw it with your own eyes

will make amazing jokes that have you wheezing in the floor all the time, describing things with much too sophisticated words that make it all so much funnier

he’s very protective of you

will always make sure you’re safe no matter what happens ever, it’s always his top priority

especially when he’s back in the Jujutsu line of work, he’s always checking in on you and making sure nothing bad has happened to you

when you’re out with friends he’ll occasionally message you, making sure you’re still doing good, never upset if you come home late as long as you let him know so he doesn’t worry his pretty head :(

the times you do forget he’s only minorly upset, letting it go easily because all that really matters is that you’re okay and you had a fun time :]

absolutely gives you ‘scary dog privelage’ !!!! you can go on late night walks all the time now with nanami by your side! no one even dared to try anything with the tall, beefy man walking in stride with you, muscles straining against his plain white t shirt as he stretches a bit

his gaze alone is enough to stop people from coming up and flirting with you at bars or any parties you might attend

his intimidating stare + his arms crossed across his chest is an insanely attractive sight for you, increasingly terrifying for those on the receiving end of it

doesn’t get jealous much, he trusts you with all his heart and more, and you show him how much you love him all the time

on the rare occasion he does get jealous, he’ll ask for some reassurance, his mind easing at your genuine words <33

he also will 100% make out with you until you’re breathless and leave marks where only he can see

overall nanami is just the most amazing caring boyfriend that will spoil you rotten and give you all the love he has to offer because it’s what you deserve <3

[riritzuu]

[goaskangel]

olderboyfriend!nanami headcanons

cw : age gap, 30-40's with 18+ reader, posessive/slightly toxic nanami, spanking, ccuuummmmm

olderboyfriend!nanami who comes your way, very unexpectedly. you could question why his instincts leaned towards a young lady like you, when he himself carries a sophisticated attitude with ironed suits and framed glasses. 

you’re not complaining, though!

olderboyfriend!nanami who takes his time to get you to warm up to him, knows he’s intimidating to the average person with his stoic and reserved resting face. but he knows a girl like you just needs a little more time. 

olderboyfriend!nanami knows how to schedule and work around things. always managing to take you on dates every friday, even through his tight work schedule. a dinner, a fancy local restaurant, maybe a movie or bar if he’s feeling playful. 

olderboyfriend!nanami who takes appreciation in every gesture you do for him. his sweet baby who goes out of her way to bake him a sweet treat or pick up his favorites from his dearest bakery. 

olderboyfriend!nanami who doesn’t only love you but guides you. feeling stressed out about work or university? don’t even worry—nanami’s got you all figured out. whether you need help organizing your messy set-up and schedules, or if you just need someone to talk too. he’s just always so reasonable and gives the best advice while understanding and listening to every word you say.

olderboyfriend!nanami who drives you around anytime you need. gotta run some errands? kento’s right outside, wanna go shopping? hell, his card’s already in your hands. 

olderboyfriend!nanami who can’t help but keep a hand on you, either for his own comfort or your safety, but he is very protective. taking quick glances of your surroundings as you pick through a clothing rack at your favorite store, his hands never leaving your waist or shoulders. he’s got to ensure his girl’s safety is all! and to make sure no guy your age thinks they’ve got a chance.  this goes for anywhere. taking walks with his arm around you and driving around with his hand on your thigh. especially at bars or parties, he knows how guys your age are. they don’t care about your well being, can’t take care of you like he can. obviously you’d be with somebody who’s already got it all figured out!

olderboyfriend!nanami loves domestic moments with you. his only motive to keep going throughout the week is for friday nights into saturday mornings—when he’s got you nice and comfy in his bed, or when he stays the night at your place, which is when he silently plans to get you moved in with him. 

he likes to feel you under him, or the feeling of you rubbing your face into his chest when you’re about to fall asleep. he runs his fingers through your hair, soothing himself to sleep.

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olderboyfriend!nanami who, along with being overprotective with his actions, tells you in bed. his mature hands running over and over your body as he fucks himself into you. kissing your pretty face between thrusts, and speaks, 

“can’t imagine myself without you, god—you’re all mine, y’know that, pretty? nobody’s gonna feel you and love you like i do. nobody.”

olderboyfriend!nanami who enjoys ending and starting his day with burying his cock into your sweet cunt. keeping you tightly against him as you cockwarm him into the morning. some days you’ll wake up before him, admire how his usually tamed, blonde hair runs messily with sleep. you’ll notice the morning wood he’s got going and take it as your duty to wake you precious, older man with a sweet morning treat. 

just how thankful he gets when he’s woken by your hot, young mouth around his length. his darling suckling at his creamy tip for breakfast. 

olderboyfriend!nanami who loves watching you touch yourself. maybe he’s got you twirling around in lingerie you brought for him with his card. he’ll lay you down and watch as you moan and grind your hips restlessly with your smaller fingers rubbing at your clit. teasing you, he’ll keep his greedy eyes on the way your pussy leaks with every praise he adores you with, his own hand adjusting himself through sweatpants. 

olderboyfriend!nanami who can’t himself when it comes to your skin. with his possessiveness, he just wants to mark you in any way possible. kissing your lips long enough until your lips are plump with blood and pouting from how he keeps teasing you. leaving love bites on your neck, trailing to your breasts, licking them softly to show some type of poise. sucking hickeys onto your neck, barely low enough to hide them with the collar of your work shirt. 

his favorite—when you’re acting up. get a little too comfortable with him, say something you know you’ll regret and you’ll end up over his knee. smacking handprints into your perfect body, putting you back into your place, he just can’t get enough of it. 

another favorite would be pumping load after load into your tight pussy. too many to count, thick and heavy loads of cum filling you to the brim. you could almost forget his older age with the stamina he’s got of a young man. aaa, he’s perfect, you wouldn’t take him any other way!

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[peachsayshi]

(minors / ageless / blank blogs dni)

it's really cute seeing Nanami's reaction reading your favorite fan fiction stories / erotic novels, specified to all your particular kinks, and watching him turn blood red.

"this..." he whispers, his voice heavy with lust, his cock straining against his pants. "this turns you on?"

you sit there next to him; a little giddy and embarrassed. but kento is your boyfriend, and he knows how to make any space safe for you.

"yeah," you say with a coy sigh and a slight stammer, "you don't...you don't think it's weird, right?"

he swallows the thick lump in his throat. the explicit content making his dick twitch with anticipation. the back of his neck is so very hot.

"no," he says, his voice breaking slightly which he tries to casually clear his throat. "not at all, my love."

you bite your bottom lip studying his expression - the hard line between his brow, and the tension straining his jaw. he looks so...pensive.

"you're just...really quiet..." you say nervously, wondering if you shouldn't have been so open about your desires.

he places your phone/tablet/book down on the table, and angles his body in your direction. "you know," he says, his voice low, "we can explore some of this together...if you want..."

the space between your legs pulses, a warmth kissing your own cheeks. "together?"

he hums with a nod, his palm cupping your chin as he pulls you towards his lips. "just ask me next time," he murmurs, a secret for you to only keep. and he seals the promise with a kiss so deep you almost forget how to breathe.

[jiminslostjammies]

We want a lady in the streets, but a freak in the sheets!

ceo!husband!kento x sweetheart!reader

synopsis: your hardworking husband forgets his lunch on the counter! and like a good wife, you brought it in for him. only he was hungry for something else.

warnings: p in v, dirty talk, obsessed kento, dumbification if you squint, creampie, subtle voyeurism

a/n: i woke up at 5 and i cannot sleep for the life of me so here’s some of our favourite serious man. not proofread. also also, reqs are opened!!

ceo!husband!kento who misses you as soon as he locked the door to the house he bought under your name. he debates calling off sick and spending the day with the love of his life but ultimately decided against it; who else was going to fund your extravagant lifestyle if not your husband?

when he gets to work though, he immediately is overwhelmed by the lack of wife around him. nevertheless, he sighs and sits at his lonesome desk, counting the minutes till he gets to have his perfect girl in his arms again.

at home, you’re in a deep clean, scrubbing down the already pristine counters, when you notice the black, sticker-covered stanley lunch box. poor kennie, you think, knowing the least your poor, hardworking husband deserves, is to be starved while he breaks his back to support you.

so like a good wife, you grab the keys to your birthday bentley, and drive off, lunchbox sat pretty in the passenger seat, listening to your 90s r&b playlist.

“sir, your wife’s here.” oh, kento thinks he could cry hearing that; the new intern has messed up more times than should be possible, his computer just won’t stop crashing and, to make it worse, he notices the lack of lovebites you always litter his skin with, in those risky places that restrict him from moving too much for fear of others knowing just how naughty you are.

“send her up immediately.” his voice sounds cool and collected but internally he’s begging the elevator moves at lightning speed. curse the idea of the most powerful man being on the highest floor.

it feels like hours before you’re knocking on his door, softly pushing it open, and you’re barely in the office, before he’s got you in a bear hug, inhaling the sweet, strawberry scent of your shampoo, “fuck, i’ve missed you baby.” you giggle, used to your husbands clinginess, “oh yeah?” “yes. missed you so much.”

you start to pull away, and he feels the subtlest spiking of something nasty, but he pushes that down into the dark depths of his mind and, very unwillingly, allows you to break away from him, “you forgot your lunch kennie,” and it’s only then that he can truly appreciate how beautifully your dolled up; hair in its glorious, silky nature, pinned slightly with a single bow, and cascading down the back of your light pink sundress. his favourite, he thinks. you hold up his forgotten food, and the diamond on your finger glitters to reflect the light rays.

kento’s pants begin to tighten. it’s not his fault. you just look so damn delectable right now. so what he stuffed you full this morning, and his back is still freshly scarred by your pretty french tips? god forbid a man loves his woman.

“thank you baby,” he says softly, taking the black box from your hands and placing it on the coffee table behind, “you’re so sweet for bringing it in for me. you didn’t have to, pretty girl.”

“i wanted to kennie. know how much you don’t like the way they cook the rice here.” there’s a smile playing on your lips and your eyes are twinkling the exact same way they did when kento realised he was in love with you.

“you’re such a good wife for me aren’t you baby so good to kennie. you love him so much, hmm?” and he’s pulling you in, with one hand on yours, and the other on your waist, pressing a soft kiss to the inside of your wrist, and bringing your bodies close together.

“y-yeah, love kennie ‘s much,” your words falter, feeling the stiff outline of him against your waist. “yeah? you gonna show me love?”, dipping his head to brush your lips against his, the pillowy softness not helping at all.

he sighs when you push closer to kiss him, tiptoeing to reach him, and it only makes the blood rush south faster, before he’s got one hand behind your head, angling it, and forcing it backwards to deepen the kiss.

“you wore this on purpose huh? know how much it fucks me up, don’t you sweetheart?” and he’s rasping more than speaking, as if being parted from your lips was pure torture, “noo, just look- looked pretty.” you’re struggling to speak courtesy of the lack of oxygen kento’s allowing you, but it only makes him run hotter.

“you look so gorgeous love. but you’d look even better, with it on the floor yeah?”

“we can’t! you’re supposed to be wor - mmfff,” he shuts you up with another hard kiss, and when he pulls away there’s a string of saliva connecting you both, which kento swears is an aphrodisiac.

“you’re gonna come in here looking like heaven and not let your poor husband make you cum? you’d do that to me?” he sounds almost ruined, like he couldn’t quite believe he was having to say this; you’re better than to suggest he’d be embarrassed of fucking his pretty wife.

“no ken! want you..” and that’s all he needs to hear before he’s picking you up and sitting you down on his desk, haphazardly throwing around loose sheets, that he’ll probably need later, but can’t bring himself to care about now, not when there’s the most stunning woman he’s ever lied eyes on, practically drooling for him.

kento loosens his tie, before he’s back to his bruising assault on your already swollen lips. he feels your hands wrap around his hair, and when he bites a little too hard, you tug harsher than intended on the blond strands; it has him seeing stars.

“need you right now darling. can’t wait. i need to taste you,” and that’s exactly what he does, dropping to his knees and spreading your thick thighs apart. he doesn’t even bother to hike your dress up, opting to push his head under the thin material.

he kitten licks at your clit through your pretty panties, a spot he’s memorised along with the rest of your gorgeous body. and when he tastes your arousal seeping through the fabric, he feels a little more pre coat the inside of his boxers. he tears your panties off, rubbing your thighs with the promise of buying you a hundred others when you help in surprise, and then he’s on you like a mad man. sucking, biting, slurping. kento’s usually a very meticulous, very put together man; that’s all flipped on its axis when it comes to sex with you. he becomes a sadistic, messy beast, making you come several times before he does. and it’s no different now.

you can feel his tongue plunge into your hole, and it has your back arching so deliciously, “ken- kennie- can’t- need to cum!”. he smiles against your cunt, swallowing as much of your constantly relaxing juices as he can, jaw dripping with your slick, and he’s mumbling out something along the lines of, “you brought me my lunch. now let me eat.”

he’s spelling his name against your nub, and it’s got you squealing his name, wondering whether to push him further or pull him in deeper. you don’t get to decide quick enough, because as you’re on the verge of a perfect climax he pulls away!

when he appears out from under your dress, he notices the tears leaking from your pretty brown eyes, clinging to your lashes, and it only makes him impossible harder, “aww pretty baby, that was really mean of me wasn’t it?”

you only nod your head, sniffling slightly, and it has your husband losing his mind, “kennie will make it better okay?” and he’s pressing his lips against yours again, kissing and sucking on your neck as he works to undo his pants, while leaving deep red marks of possession on you.

his dick springs free, angry and leaking, and hits your inner thigh, coaxing a wanton moan from your throat that has him shuddering, “please ken, don’t t-tease.. wan’ you ‘s bad,” and it’s the fuel he needs before he’s pressing a soft kiss against your forehead and lining his tip up to your entrance.

he pushes in, and in the first thrust, his mushroomed tip smooches your cervix, a delicious burn that has you almost screaming, before your husband presses his hand against you, “gotta- gotta be quiet for me baby, don’t- want anyone else hearing my pretty sounds,” he’s pulling out till only the tip is in you before he slams back in, the smack of his heavy balls against your ass reverberating off the walls; your eyes squeeze shut and your nails and digging into his exposed forearms, on the verge of drawing blood, but it only makes him fuck you harder.

“fuck sweetheart, squeezing me so tight. feels so good, shit, you were, ahh, made for me, weren’t you baby? all mine, yeah? never gonna- let anyone else see my pretty pussy. would die for you, fuck, would kill for you, pretty, you know that right? tell me you know that. tell me you- ohhh- you know how much kennie loves you.”

he’s thrusting into you at a ruthless pace now, as if he’s on the verge of death and you’re the only thing that can save him; perhaps you are. his grip on your waist tightens while the other lands on your throat; his thumb coaxes your bottom lip before he shoves it inside and he’s forcing you to look at him, into the eyes of a man turned savage, before he tells you to, “say it. say it baby,”

you’re crying out that you do, that he’s the only one who gets you like this, that you’re all his, and his tip leaks into your sopping cunt even more.

“you’re so ‘s deep kennie! can feel you all- all the way here!”

oh. he thinks. you don’t know what you’ve just said. his pace falters for a second before he’s using the hand on your throat to rub rapid circles on your sensitive nub, “god, baby, you don’t- you can’t just, say that. fuck, you don’t know what it does to me. gonna put a baby in you. gonna force my cum so deep in you, it has to take. no choice but to carry my baby. never gonna leave me. not even if you wanted to. so mine, beautiful. only mine. only. belong. to. me,” he punctuates each word with a hard, full thrust, “an’ I’m yours baby. all yours. only for you. love you so much, love you, love you,”

and you cum with white dots dancing in your vision, your high hitting you so hard, you’re forced to bite into your husbands shoulders to repress the screams, and it catalyses kento’s cum too. creamy ribbons paint your insides, sloshing around with your own, as he fucks you through your highs, overstimulating you both.

his breathing is erratic and heavy, his blonde hair slick with sweat and he’s looking at you like you just hung the moon and the stars. you hold him by the jaw and connect your lips to his, giving him the sweetest kiss that has his heart back flipping and his cock standing up again.

maybe he should intentionally leave his lunchbox home more often.

[pseudowho]

"Oh, fuck-- Kento, stopstopstop-- go back--"

Kento grimaced, almost comedically, as you tried to push him back out through the coffee shop doorway, and into the freezing rain. The bell above you dinged, and dinged, and dingalingdingdinged as the two of you battled, and the door danced back and forth against it.

Kento wouldn't leave the promise of fresh bread without a fight.

"-- if they haven't got the casse croute left, I'll be perfectly happy with something else-" (he wouldn't) "--and I can come back later to grab one for lunch tomorrow--" (he couldn't) "--and I'd just prefer to get out of the rain--" (please)

"No," you hissed, urging, "no, it's not that, it's--"

Kento blinked, one long, slow blink, over your shoulder. He clocked a man-- a familiar man, one whose photos he had once seen you tear to shreds-- who was sat at a window table already. Ah. He understood.

"Don't worry," Kento murmured, slipping a discrete, strong hand around your waist to press you through the doorway, as you looked up at him in anguish, "he won't bother us. But if he does--" (no, Kento-- you shouldn't--")

By the time the inevitable occurred, and your ex approached to wipe the smile off your face, Kento had already calculated the sum of the man, and found he came up short.

Kento watched you from over the rim of his cup, concealing a smirk in foam as you cold-shouldered your ex with such exquisite vindictiveness that he felt himself twitch against his thigh. Kento pinched your thigh, softly, as you stalked past him to excuse yourself to the bathroom.

Your ex chewed on something Kento only hoped was gum, and sat on your chair (have to dry-clean her coat for her, shit) and regarded Kento's beige suit with a shit-eating grin. He held out his hand, which Kento shook, despite its filthy nails (ugh).

"New guy, are you?" Said your ex, kissing his teeth with a glint in his eye, "How do you like my sloppy seconds?"

Kento smiled, though it didn't quite reach his eyes, "I find flowers stay fresh and thriving in new soil, actually. And anyway, things were rather fresh after the first, ah...four inches, was it?"

Your ex balked, and recoiled. As he leaned back against his chair, his face turned puce, and he opened his mouth to make a scene, which we can't have, Kento, oh no, so--

"I advise you move forwards again-- just a little more-- there. Perfect."

Your ex, stunned, had followed Kento's mellow instruction without questioning, and shuffled back forwards into the fresh sunlight. Kento smiled again.

"There we go. Things don't grow in the shade. Would you like the lamp on? I can reach it for you."

Your ex scoffed now, and scoffed some incoherent curses, and scoffed himself into standing and tripping over the leg of his chair. You arrived back from the bathroom, and regarded your soiled chair with disgust.

"--you can keep her--" Your ex spat, jostling his pockets for his car keys, "--of all the cheek-- I'm leaving--"

"In that?" Kento regarded a car outside the coffee shop, as its one working indicator flashed to life, "I didn't bring my jump cables. Will you be alright?"

You choked into your latte, clattering it down onto the table to turn away and cough into your sleeve. Your ex looked as though he may hit Kento (he can try), but remembered himself, and went to move to the cashier.

Kento piped up one last time, barely audible above the coffee shop din.

"I wouldn't worry. I paid your bill, when we arrived. Buy yourself something...nice."

Your ex scarpered, bursting out of the door like a cat out of its cage. You took a bite of cake through teary-eyed, muffled laughter. Kento smiled over at you, leaning on one hand to admire your blossoms and life.

"You're such a bitch, Kento, I knew I shouldn't have left you alone with him--"

(you're right; you shouldn't have)

[bluukive]

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an - I compiled a bunch of pictures from pinterest for each jjk man. Based on how I see them in my smaus lol (also very unserious)

[tootiecakes234]

Kento Nanami “Is the type of boyfriend” that:

Is actually quite funny after he’s comfortable with you. Cracks corny dad jokes that make you giggle and smile.

Has reading dates with you and is always gifting you new books he knows you will enjoy.

Loves when you laze around in the kitchen while he cooks a meal for the two of you. He actively listens to each of your random stories and thoughts.

Counts down the hours before he gets off work because he cannot wait to see you again. He actually doesn’t mind working as much because you are like the reward he gets after he’s done.

Starts a garden with you that the two of you tend to together every single Saturday. You grow flowers and fruits and veggies. Always tells you they taste better when you take special care of them.

SPOILS YOU. And not just on special occasions but every day he can. Sends you lunch while you work, sends money for you to pamper yourself, takes you shopping when you’re not feeling great.

Always takes your hand and kisses the back of it before placing it palm first on his face and feeling your warmth.

Opens doors for you no matter if he’s tired, upset, or anything else.

Has absolutely no problem letting everyone and their mama know that he is TAKEN. He’s kind to other people, don’t get me wrong, but if they get too friendly or too close he’s quick to tell people he’s married even tho the two of you aren’t yet.

Uses all of his time off every year whisking you away to different tropical locations so you can both bask in the sun and lounge around in the waves on the beach.

Is openly grateful for the way you care for him.

Favorite way to receive love is through quality time and physical touch and who gives love through acts of service and gift giving.

Loves you down and will never give you up.

*yall I LOVE this man. He’s my current maladaptive day dream and when I say a GENTLEMAN🤭

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[anonimusunnoaniswriting]

Orc!Nanami x Human!reader

Tall fem reader btw. Smut. Tall girls deserve to be size kinked too. Pssspssspsss come get yalls juice.

Orc!Nanami who works as a liaison between the humans and orcs and therefore is sat in an office most days in a sharp specifically tailored three piece suit that hugs his body in all the right places.

Orc!Nanami who is so large his pants are tight around his thighs, stretching over his ass in the perfect spheres.

Orc!Nanami who can't help but notice the way you keep eyeing him in his tight shirts. Buttons struggling to hold it together for the sake of his dignity

Orc!Nanami who also can't help but notice how tall you are, and how unlike the humans around you, you fill up your skirts and dresses, never wear heels, wear loose fitting blouses that quietly hide your voluptuousness.

Orc!Nanami who thinks you smell exquisite! Like something sweet and spicy and he just really wants to taste...

Orc!Nanami who polishes his tusks every morning hoping that the shiny enamel would attract you like it did so many orc ladies.

Orc!Nanami who licks his lips every time you bend over and he catches a glimpse of the soft breasts swaying in the little v of your neckline. Your scent pervading his senses again.

Orc!Nanami who has to excuse himself from the meeting to rush to the men's room so his already tight pants don't burst.

Orc!Nanami who finds you stranded at the office one night after having worked late and offers to take you home as any good and respectable orc does.

Orc!Nanami who really doesn't expect you to pull him inside your flat telling him, "The forecast said it would rain. I insist you spend the night Nanami-san!"

Orc!Nanami who doesn't know you've seen him staring at you and would purposely do things to try and entice him but have him be the perfect gentleman in return to end up forcing your hand like this.

Orc!Nanami who helps you cook despite your protests. "It's fine you're my guest you don't have to—" "I would not bear the dishonour of making a lady I like, suddenly look after an unplanned guest."

Orc!Nanami who blushes, realising what he said when you turn and ask him coyly, "Wait, you like me?"

Orc!Nanami whose hips you pull towards your own and gently grind, making his brain short circuit, "That's lucky, 'cause I like you."

Orc!Nanami who can't believe his luck as he lifts you onto the kitchen countertop, begs you between kisses to be yours and yours only.

Orc!Nanami who is ecstatic when you nod and let's out a sharp hiss when your knee brushes his crotch.

Orc!Nanami who scrambles to remove your clothes. Your blouse, off your skirt, pulled down. Food lying forgotten as he buries his face into the crook of your neck when you tell him you want him to fuck you so good you forget how to walk.

Who lifts you into a princess carry, to your surprise, (makes sure the burners are off) and takes you to the bedroom praying to every god he can think of that you have lube.

Who can't wait himself and lays you down, squirting the pink lube bottle contents over your cunt and preps you for a minute with his thick fingers.

Who groans in arousal hearing the lewd, wet squelching sounds your tight pussy made as it swallowed his fingers.

Who askes you if this was okay for the nth time because, "I'm not built like a human and you're literally tiny."

Whose eyes widen when you push him onto the bed and get on top saying, "I'm going to ride you now and I want you to split me open like a pirate finding a treasure chest, so don't stop me.

Who let's you ride him till you get tired and can't then growls and thrust up into you holding you like a little doll, just made for his pleasure.

Who fucks you so good in every position you can manage till you've cum more times than you can count and all that you can think of is his cock.

Till you babble an incoherent string of I love yous, increasing in pitch as he pounds into you from behind, over and over, cumming in you with a filthy growl.

Who pulls you up against his chest, and despite being a tall woman among humans you feel tiny with him.

Who kisses you with as much tenderness as he can, telling you how good that was. How sweet you were for him. How pretty you are. How much he wants you to be his.

Orc!Nanami who orders food as you silently nap on his broad chest till it arrives.

Orc!Nanami who, holding you in his arms, looks out at the rain pattering on the window and feels at home.

@rodeorun 🫣🫣👀👀👀

TALL GIRLS PLS STEP ON ME

More tall!reader x Nanami

[piixcelz]

boyfriend!nanami who loves to give you gifts, whether it be small gifts or big gifts

boyfriend!nanami who is the most honest and straightforward person you will ever meet and pushes you to always be honest with him

boyfriend!nanami who showers you in kisses and affirmations when your feeling down and wants the same energy given

boyfriend!nanami who comes off as bossy but means to harm whatsoever (you know that already though)

boyfriend!nanami who asked permission before kissing / touching you when you first started talking as to not make you uncomfortable or invade your personal space

boyfriend!nanami who would drop everything in an instant no matter what hes doing to come and help you out

boyfriend!nanami who admires you while you do daily things like your hair , makeup , cooking etc. he just thinks everything you do is perfect

boyfriend!nanami who loves when you ask to get your nails done because he loves seeing your pretty hands perfectly done and doesn’t mind paying the price

boyfriend!nanami who is so soft and gentle when it comes to touching to you , like your a pristine piece of finery that could break at any touch

boyfriend!nanami who has a habit of caressing your hips with his thumbs anytime hes holding you as one of his signature signs of affection

boyfriend!nanami who noticed children take a liking to him and hes not sure why but he would never deny a picture or a hug from a kid (hes such a sweetheart i love him sm)

boyfriend!nanami who loves the smell of you. the way you always smell like vanilla and shea butter is intoxicating for him

boyfriend!nanami who becomes a completely different person when hes tired. hes clingy and wont let go of you when your in bed

boyfriend!nanami who slaps gojo across the head when he playfully flirts with you and gives him a warning to watch himself

[damnshorty]

I'LL WHOOP YOUR ASS!

in which you and the jjk men battle to the death in imsgs! ft. gojo satoru, geto suguru, nanami kento, fushiguro toji, and sukuna.

we like the new shits or what

[zevrra]

JJK—

synopsis: just some random hc’s i have for the men of jjk!

tags: fluff only, the men of jjk, nanami kento, choso kamo, geto suguru, gojo satoru, toji fushiguro, hc’s, short & sweet

creator notes: part 2

nanami !!

— is totally that “i will take care of you in every aspect” guy but i secretly think he’s pretty possessive too

— doesn’t get jealous easily

— flip flops between being a total morning person (on his days off) but the days he has to “work” he’s the opposite

— love/hate relationship with coffee bc he def drinks 8 cups of it every morning and feels gross after he does it

— the epitome of cleanliness and perfect hygiene

— like 100% he uses top of the line shampoo and body washes and after shaves and cologne!!

— ALWAYS smells good and it’s a mix of amber, some kinda wood, and probably something soft like vanilla

— feel like he’s cheap when it comes to stuff for himself but anytime it involves you, he’s buying you the best of the best

— leaves you notes all over the place whether it’s on the fridge, next to your side of the bed, sending flowers to your work space with a note attached, all just to tell you how much he cares and loves you

— willingly works overtime for you :3

choso !!

— sleeps until 4 pm every day

— a true night owl, mans HATES the sun

— feel like he’s super photogenic but hates taking photos unless you’re taking them

— would work any electronic like an elderly man

— “i can’t find the settings on this thing. where is it i’ve been looking for it for 15 minutes!” “it’s right here” “oh. how did you do that?”

— either has no scent at all or smells like iron/cinnamon/or straight up blood im so sorry skshskhkdhsk

— you both match everything from jewelry, especially rings, to outfits

— sleepy eye bags 24/7!!!

— takes a 5 minute shower but sits in the bathroom on his phone watching the loudest videos he can for 45 mins before he gets in

— loves spicy food!!

geto !!

— leaves gifts in your rooms without a word

— is the type to “i saw it and it reminded me of you so i got it”

— loves wholeheartedly. full chest, heart, mind, body, and soul

— willingly hands you his hoodie after he’s done wearing it

— quality time & gift giving is his love language!!

— heavy on quality time, he wants to sit or stand beside you and just coexist 24/7

— matching tattoos and piercings

— scary guard dog bf!!!!

— actually doesn’t mean to be but he kind of loves it a lot when other guys run away from you(him)

— his pet names for you range from “babe” to “stinky” and everything in between

— probably smells like sage & citrus

— he takes the longesssst showers ever and always invites you to them

— let’s you braid his hair, falls asleep every time you do it

gojo !!

— wants to touch you constantly!

— you’re either holding his hand or sitting in his lap anytime you two are together

— loves loves loves hugs

— gossip QUEEN! omg he’s so nosy

— “did you HEAR about this????” and it’s either the most basic information or straight up gossip gold

— always emphasizes the MY in his pet names for you

— “oh my love!” “my darling.” “hmm my princess?”

— a jealous, jealous man >:3

— loves to show you off until someone other than himself looks at you jshsjshk

— is the type of dude who acts all funny and tough in public but the second it’s just the two of you, at home, he wants to be babied and have his back scratched 24/7

— doesn’t tell you when it’s going to be chilly out so he gets to tease you as he hands you his warm jacket

— plans surprise dates all the time

toji !!

— is never caught wearing anything other than sweat pants

— wore a suit once for your first date and then never put it back on

— his love language is probably a mix between physical touch and gift giving

— has a hand always placed on your thigh!!

— his favorite season is winter and when you ask him why he just says he likes the cold

— it probably also has to do with wanting to keep you warm too

— is the type to: “i hate wearing bracelets” “ok ill just take it back” “no fuck you i’m gonna wear it and never take it off”

— literally keeps everything you give him in a box so he doesn’t lose them

— uses 13 and 1 shampoo

— calls you his old lady(affectionate) unironically

— smells like cigarettes and cheap ass beer KSHSKHS

— when he’s actually clean and sober he probably smells more like heavy wood and fire/smoke

— is a massive HEATER when he sleeps and he always sleeps on his back

— sleeps in the nude

[seatheoceeanview]

Ex-boyfriend nanami, who didn't tell you the reason behind breaking up with you, only that it wasn't anything you had done. It was simply the kind of man he was.

Ex-boyfriend nanami, who never replied to your last text asking for closure after the one-sided breakup, leaving you to take the silence as an answer in and of itself.

Ex-boyfriend nanami, who you see almost two months later in public and treats you like nothing had changed, leaving you frustrated beyond belief.

Ex-boyfriend nanami, who goes out of his way to say hello to you every time your paths cross, even as you continue to say nothing back.

Ex-boyfriend nanami, who you only understand what he meant by "the kind of man he is" after you see the unwillingness to acknowledge how he broke your heart.

Ex-boyfriend nanami, whose out of the blue breakup sent you down a rabbit hole of Google searching "why did my ex blindside me?" to get some sort of closure that he would never give you himself. It leaves you reading pop psychology articles about avoidant attachment and how to move on from someone who most likely won't reach out until it's too late.

Ex-boyfriend nanami, who refuses to think about all the things he left behind when he left you, including a piece of himself he won't ever get back.

Ex-boyfriend nanami, who can't stop trying to think of a way to keep you close without having to break down his emotional walls. Without bringing you into the twisted jujutsu world, even by association.

Ex-boyfriend nanami, who knows he's being selfish, but also knows that you'll be better off without him. Or at least that's what he has to tell himself in order to not open your message thread and respond months later

Ex-boyfriend nanami, who when you ask his white-haired friend that keeps stopping by your workplace, why he would treat you this way, just tells you it's how nanami is. A closed off man hardened by a world that's cruel to people like him.

Ex-boyfriend nanami, who all of your friends hate for you because no matter how hurt you are, there's a piece of you wanting him to come back and hold you like he used to. You miss that feeling of stable warmth, like the world could be ending, and it wouldn't matter as long as you were in his arms.

Ex-boyfriend nanami, who you promise everyone you've finally moved on from, until you cross paths again and it all comes back to you.

Ex-boyfriend nanami, who is the catalyst for you to finally move overseas like you've always wanted since long distance won't be an issue if there's no relationship at all.

Ex-boyfriend nanami, who hears the news from Gojo of all people and thinks of finally saying something, anything, but still can't, won't bring you into something you should never have to understand.

Ex-boyfriend nanami, who sends you a card, the way he used to for anniversaries and your birthday, that says something about well wishes on your travels. You can't bear to read through it fully in fear of wanting to reach out again, but you keep it in your carry-on suitcase just in case.

Ex-boyfriend nanami, who was your first love and makes you think the phrase about never getting over your first love could be true.

[yuwuta]

JJK OLYMPICS OHHH YOURE A GENIUS

head spinning w sooooooo many athlete aus rn….. 

satoru honestly isn’t half as cocky as the media makes him out to be but he could be because you bring up world champion men’s freestyle swim times and it’s his name on the scoreboard ten times before someone else shows up. he’s faster than himself by fifteen seconds all around, he’s earned a bit of cockiness. mentioned in the last post that whenever he’s at a competition and he finishes a race, he looks at the camera and signs a little infinity sign and then blows a kiss to you. some bitter old coach always calls him out on it, and gets him fined for unsportsmanlike conduct, and he’s happy to pay the fees if it means getting a message home to you, but eventually you two come up with a new code; and at his next race, he places gold, turns to the camera, crosses his middle finger over his pointer finger and smiles. when he’s in his post-race interview, he makes sure to explain that he does it for you with the widest smile on his face.

megumi nepotism baby but not in the same sport. toji was a multi gold medalist back in his heyday for shooting, so it’s not really a surprise to anybody that megumi has scary good aim, but he takes to archery instead of shooting. actually the idea of megumi being an emo little kid and throwing rocks at a tree when his dad pissed him off his hilarious, and even funnier is toji watching him, slightly amused and a little scared because megumi is maybe six and hitting the exact same spot every single time. he grows to be very blase about it—it’s more of a release/hobby for him that he happens to be really good at, and well, now good enough to earn a few olympic medals. megumi is not a fan of having his dad ruffle his hair on international television after he’s won, but he supposes it can’t be helped.

i don’t know where to put yuuta…. tennis…. tempting….. him in his little white shorts…. little grunts after he serves…. cries….. a complete 180 in his personality when he’s playing vs doing anything else. so charming and sweet and kinda shy when he’s being interviewed, and the second he steps on the court his eyes are so cold it’s scary…. need him… extremely nerdy about his rackets, and shoes, and clothes, and rambles to you about aerodynamics and posture and torque whenever you ask him to teach you, and you always have to shutup him up with a kiss and remind him that yeah you sort of want to learn to play tennis for him, but mostly you came bc he looks hot doing it. once he got asked in an interview if he ever thinks about you while he’s playing and his response was very concise, “no, never. it would be a big distraction,” and did not realize the implications of his heavily televised words. 

also…. not to make this post 40% yuuta but we could pull from canon a bit and make his sport fencing. he doesn’t excel because he’s the strongest, it’s because he’s learned to treat the sword as an extension of himself and a good strategist… also because i like the image of him pulling the helmet/mask off and shaking his hair out………..

don’t even know where to put yuuji…. volleyball? basketball? track and field??? the irony of him easily being the most athletic but canonically does not want to play sports 😭 but i can see him playing a sport because someone scouts him and it turns out to be a way to make steady money to support himself and his grandpa :( by the time he’s qualified and made it to the olympics, wasuke is doing much better (thanks to yuuji having landed some preemptive sponsorships and being able to afford better medical care), but not so well enough that he can travel across the world to watch yuuji play. wasuke tells you that you should travel and be with yuuji, but yuuji is so touched by the idea that you would stay with his grandpa and be by his side when he’s away :(( he wins gold, of course, and he doesn’t even wait until the closing ceremony—which, he’d mentioned in all of his interviews, so nobody can be too upset. he’s on record saying, “i’m excited to play, but i’m even happier to be going home. my girlfriend and my grandpa are watching me and i miss them!” several times— he’s on the first flight home with flowers, and tears in his eyes. puts his gold medal on his grandpa’s neck as a thank you, and spends probably thirty minutes straight hugging you and kissing you and honestly don’t put it past him to propose now that he’s got nike ambassador money 

nanami started judo as a way to relieve the stress of his overbearing job, and someone at the gym/training center notices he seems to be a natural despite being a beginner. he starts to draw a crowd, which annoys him at first because the point of judo was discipline and release from having to deal with too many people at his office job, but nanami supposes he can’t be too mad when you introduce yourself as a talent scout and offer him professional training. there’s irony in him accepting your offer, because it was definitely not based in professionalism at all… quitting his job as a salaryman to become a professional athlete in his mid-twenties was not on his bingo chart, but if it means he will have met you, then so be it. you’re with him all the way, through his training, competitions, world championships, qualifiers, all the way until he’s on the podium. you’re the first to congratulate him, but he interjects by telling you he’s quitting. you ask him why—he just won at the olympics for crying out loud, but nanami just shakes his head, puts down his flowers and his medal so his hands are free to hold your face and tell you, “it would be unethical to kiss my manager, so i am quitting.” (later, when everything is said and done, and you two are cuddling, you mention to him that he could just hire a new manager, and not quit his new career, to which he blushes because yeah… that’s probably more rational, but rational was not in his train of thought at the time)

[masterm1111]

27 minutes.

you left the apartment. drove to the restaurant to pick up the takeout order. entered your key into the door and found my husband panting in just a tank top on the bed.

you and nanami have known each other long enough to read each other's mind. if you take a nap after standing in the kitchen for more than two minutes after looking in the fridge or pantry, the smell of freshly cooked chicken breast, mashed potatoes, and green beans is hitting your nose for dinner. when you wash your and his cup before going to bed and see an empty bag of tea leaves in the trash, he's welcomed with three new ones the next day after a long day of work.

so best believe that whenever one of you feel needy, there's a telepathic signal given that the other understands.

as you watched your husband hump your pillow, you mentally hit rewind on your conversation before leaving,

*flashback*

"I'm gonna go get dinner," you said as you walked from the island to the front door. "The usual, right?"

He follows you to close it, "Yeah."

You reach over to grab both sets of car and house keys, only for him to grab your car keys right before you can and raise them above your head.

"Love, I really have to go before the food gets cold. Or what if someone pretends to be me and steals our food?"

A minute passes as he just stares at you with a slight smirk. Then you're hit with a kiss, multiple, starting from your cheek as he pecks to your lips.

"Mmwah," he smiles into the kiss. "Drive safe," as he lowers your keys.

"I'll be back soon."

*end flashback*

i can't have been gone for that long... how long has he been holding that in?

kento is generally a patient man. he's waited in line at your favorite bakery just to get a new flavor of cream puffs. he sat watching you try to solve a Rubik's cube for 45 minutes before you offered and he solved it in 45 seconds. "I had a lot of time in high school," he said.

he can also be a bit impatient. you've scolded him a few times for being too touchy-feely at a fundraising event.

"We're in public, Kento. What if someone was looking?"

He cranes his neck down to your ear, "But you look so fucking good in that dress, you have no. idea," as he bites your ear.

"NANAMINNN!"

both your ears perk up to that one distinct voice.

"hey, gorgeous. looking striking as ever."

"hello, satoru," you smiled. "loud as usual."

"always. nanamin, the bosses want to talk to you about this quarter's progress and your success with the super-rich but super-confidential client you took on."

he nods. "lead the way," and before your husband follows suit, he kisses your cheek and softly grabs your ass, and quietly jogs to catch up with gojo.

*present*

the door is cracked open allowing his grunts and moans to fill your shared space. you had placed the food on the counter and tiptoed to peek at nanami releasing his sexual energy.

"oh yeah, y-you like that? my f-fuc- oh shit- fucking cock against you?" you watched his hips slowly roll up against the pillow, pulling back just to go deeper over and over again.

your mind envisioned the latest time he fucked you, angling his cock just right to reach that spot. kento made sure you came a couple times before releasing his cum in you. on his face, around his fingers, against his cock while rubbing your clit. he's down to try just about anything in the bedroom (really any surface) that ensures he's keeping you satisfied.

"hah, this feels so fucking goooodd." as you watched his hips speed up, you could tell he was close. with your mouth slightly agape, you thought to let him finish and edge him later or ruin his orgasm now as payback for literally fucking up your pillow.

eh, why not both?

"fuck, fuck, f-fuc-"

knock-knock. "you couldn't have waited for me to get home?"

he looks for his shoulder to see you standing there, arms crossed, eyebrows furrowed, and your legs crossed.

"seems to me, you've been standing there long enough to join in." before you speak, he flips over for you to see his cock twitching with pre-cum sticking to his abs.

"yea well, food's been here for a minute and i want us to watch a movie together so let's go."

you turn around to head to the counter. you grab the takeout containers out of the bag and lay them out when warm arms hug your waist as you feel his hard-on press into you from behind.

"you think we can finish this- *press* later," he whispers into your neck.

you laugh, "what is going on with you today?"

he walks around the island to grab you both napkins, "what? i can't be horny for my extremely beautiful, gorgeous, amazing, loving wife?"

"by the way, you owe me a new pillowcase."

"yes or no?"

you both stare at each other. you roll your eyes and sigh, "fiinnnee. but, i plan for it to be more fun for me than you."

"what other way would i want it?"

you smile. "okay, let's eat first because i'm starving."

"me too." he taps your ass as you both walk to the couch, savoring this moment of peace before riding into a semi-torturous night.

[slut4megantheestallion]

Me with JJK Men