#nanami on the brain

[delirious-donna]

Day 8 of Kinktober today, that means Nanami and all that beautiful praise that makes my heart skip and my thighs clench.

Might I have something special for him? Hmm… I wonder?

[o4i0n]

came across a tiktok where the bride surprises the groom with her ‘spicy’ photos throughout their wedding day and all i can think of is pulling a stunt like that with nanami .. the embarrassingly bright flush that appears in red splotches below his neck that creeps up his ears; the way he blinks at the polaroids you discreetly slip into his clammy hand before he looks at you, then away again as he clears his throat to dismiss his reaction; the flustered smile that quirks up at the corner of his lips as he chuckles because the timing could not be any more perfect (for you, at least. it isn’t for him but he’d let it slide).

the pictures aren’t too explicit—god knows you’ve been more brazen in the past with your now-husband. they’re sensual, tasteful, and you know that they’re just right when kento tries to pull you away to somewhere secluded during the busy moments in between your reception since he told you that your guests can wait a few minutes. you tell him no, not yet, but not without handing him another polaroid.

even if he kind of expected it, he can never truly prepare himself when he flits his eyes down. you’re donned in lingerie that hugs your body in all the right places, and best of all, the set you’re wearing shares the same shade of blue as his signature dress shirt.

he can’t wait for the formalities to end.

[summikomi]

jjk smau: just a nibble! (you bite them)

ft. gojo, nanami, choso, toji, sukuna, nobara, megumi, yuuji

cw: suggestive content

this is so silly. sorry for the minor disappearance, life got crazy. hopefully more stable uploads from now on!

[oceanreveuse]

big beefy men with all their body hair (that they know you love so much) and blowjobs… god specifically blowjobs. he’s watching you struggle to take his length into your throat, gagging and spluttering when your nose buries into his pubes until you pull yourself off, gasping and messy. you nuzzle into his happy trail, rubbing your soft cheek against the coarse hair and he’s literally all heart-eyes for you… not to mention when you busy yourself with his heavy balls oh lawwwd.. (〃ω〃)

[gojoed]

"oh my god satoru you look so cute here!"

"wait wait wait, don't look at those!"

you were currently holding a picture of satoru in your hands. it's nothing you haven't done before, going to the corner store and flipping through recently printed pictures of you and your friends after waiting a week for them to develop.

but this time you weren't holding snapshots of suguru having permanent marker on his face while sleeping or ridiculous photos of satoru and shoko grabbing onto each others hair, fighting over who gets to get the last snack from their stash. this time you held a photo of satoru, except younger. exponentially younger. as in, you just got your hands on a photo of satoru the moment he was born. literally.

like every other newborn he had that faint pink shade on his soft skin, button nose, and little hands that had the chubbiest of fingers. you swore you fell in love all over again with him.

the grown up version of the baby however did not feel the same. he didn't think a visit to his family's prestigious estate would lead to you seeing the one photo he would rather die than having any one of his friends see. he'd rather have you take a photo of him falling flat on his face on a pile of garbage actually.

how you came across that photo of him, he has no idea. you both were currently residing in his old bedroom, laid down on the old tatami mats that still smelled new. all he remembers is you getting up to look for something within the old cabinets of his room before you exclaimed about your recent discovery.

"oh there's more, lemme see."

"nononononono, no! you've already seen enough!"

satoru tried desperately to snatch the small box of photos that was now on the floor. seriously who put this here?? — maybe his mother heard of how he was bringing you along for the weekend and planted a little surprise for you to find. he was unsuccessful, again, as you seemed to be faster than the strongest now since the box was now sitting on your lap — the stack of photos now in your hands as you flipped through them one by one.

"you used to wear such cute things too! look at that, it's a little onesie with a duck pattern!"

satoru was now internally screaming, his ears blowing out steam now from embarrassment. they must be, since he could feel his face rise in temperature faster than ever, he might even be a new shade of scarlet now. he's resorted now to lying face first on the floor, burying his face in his arms trying to shield himself from your commentary.

he didn't budge when you poked him with your fingers, trying to show him photos of his even younger self. satoru won't deny it, he was cute as a baby. the cutest even (his ego was whispering that) — but to have you witness him in all his newborn glory? that was too much for him. now his image was shattered (the one he created in his head), you won't look at him the same anymore. you'll only think the words cute and adorable, and so on after this. no more comments on how hot he was, how undeniably attractive his smile was.

satoru gojo, was indefinitely, ruined.

that was at least his way of thinking. you were internally dying on the inside.

to think that at such a young age, satoru still held the most striking pair of eyes you've ever seen. even as a baby you could see that he held the heavens and even the depths of hell in them. you can see why many people whispered how his birth had changed everything in the jujutsu world.

but even so, you couldn't bring yourself to care about those old rumors. right now, you were focusing on just how cute he used to look, back when he was just a couple of pounds and was drowning in innocence that any baby had.

"hey satoru?"

"..mm?", well at least you got a reaction.

"who took these photos anyway?"

you had to wait a few seconds until you heard him shuffle, moving on all fours before sitting up and placing himself right next to you. the embarrassment had died down, just a bit. there was still evident pink on his neck, ears, and cheeks.

"it was mostly just my mom and the maids. they were the ones who always dressed me up too."

that made you smile, the image of a fussy satoru not wanting to put baby gloves on with a matching outfit — it was too good not to imagine. a few moments passed before satoru carefully snatched a handful of photos from you. you were about to protest when he began telling you the story behind each of them, or well, the ones he could remember.

maybe you seeing him like that wasn't so bad after all.

p.s., now he's totally gonna send some of these to the group chat. bet he was a cuter looking baby than suguru and shoko anyway.

[bobbeshwar]

Impatient

18+ smutty smut smut | fem!reader x nanami| b-b-backshots! | a sprinkle of dom!reader

I want Nanami real bad…

His veiny hands are gripping your hips to the point of bruising, watch cold against your flushed skin. He’s been keeping a tortuously slow pace, easing his cock slowly in and out of your slippery cunt like he thought a rough fuck would break you. Your boyfriend was always so soft. Gentle, pressing kisses against your skin, whispering praises in your ear. Taking his time. To him it wasn’t fucking, it was lovemaking.

But you were impatient, as you always were. You were impatient when you ushered him into your shared bedroom, throwing yourself at him in desperation. You were impatient as you waited, hot and bothered, for him to take off your clothes. He mouthed at your body when all you wanted was his dick ramming into your wet cunt.

And you’re impatient now as he moves slowly within you. It feels good of course, he practically knows your body better than you, knows what spot to roll into to make you moan and whimper.

But you still don’t feel fulfilled, even as your cries get muffled into the covers. You want him to pound into you, to hear the sounds of his hips slapping against your ass and his barely stifled grunts as he lost himself to pleasure.

And you know he knows that too, he knows the slow pace wouldn’t fulfill you, that you would need more of him.

In fact, he was counting on it. “How is it, honey?” He asks, ever the gentleman and you almost don’t hear the hint of a smile in his voice over your own frustrations.

You reach behind you and grab the edge of his tie, yanking him forward and further inside you, “Faster, Nanami.” Your voice is a hoarse demand as your grip tightens. A groan is forced past Nanami’s lips as he’s partially strangled. Fuck, he loved when you got rough with him.

His pace quickens and you moan, your grip still around his tie as he rams into you, the sounds of squelching and skin echoing through the room. You’re so tight it's mind blowing, the grunts falling past his lips so easily that he can barely form words, “Is it…better, honey?” He rasps, dizzy from the wetness of you around his dick and how much harder it is getting for him to breathe from the tie yanking against his throat.

Your only answer is an obscene moan and another hard tug against his tie. “Shut up and fuck me.” His dick twitches in you at the harsh demand in your voice and you rough out a whimper as he slams into you again.

[lees-chaotic-brain]

Which one of the JJK men/boys would grab your hand, wait for a bit and then raise it up to press a kiss to your knuckles?

this is very cute. it also got very out of control. and the haikyuu boys joined. i apologize.

How would/would he kiss your hand??

Bows with a dramatic flourish and takes your hand like he's going to kiss it. Instead he started chewing on your knuckles, ignoring your swatting and screeching in favor of gnawing and drooling all over your hand

GOJO, inumaki, toji (if he's in a playful mood), ATSUMU

The two of you are cuddling, your intertwined hands resting on his chest as he leans against your front. You're using your free hand to scroll through social media when he picks up your hand and presses your palm to his lips, lingering there for a moment. When you look down at him curiously, he just gives you a sappy grin and tells you he loves you.

geto, OSAMU, SUGAWARA, asahi, akaashi, YAMAGUCHI, YUUJI

Kisses your hands when you dance in the kitchen, or on romantic dates. Not an everyday occurrence, but when it happens it's always very sweet and tender. He's a gentleman through and through.

NANAMI, daichi, AKAASHI, megumi, kuroo (he tries)

Why would he kiss your hands when he can kiss all over your adorable face and lips???

BOKUTO, YUUJI, oikawa, NISHINOYA, atsumu, HINATA, INO

That's really cheesy and embarrassing. Why would he ever do that?

megumi, TSUKISHIMA, sukuna, SAKUSA

Maybe during quiet moments at home. He doesn't like pda, but he supposes it's fine if you're not in public.

MEGUMI, sakusa (if he knows your hands are clean), iwaizumi, kenma

Wants to, but he's too shy </3

YUUTA, YAMAGUCHI, ASAHI, choso

Too dense to consider kissing your hand.

KAGEYAMA, USHIJIMA

[bunnyboyjuice]

Nanami was a big man. His body filled out in all the right places. His burly thighs bulging in his khakis, his muscular arms struggling underneath that white button up shirt. Especially when he wore his suspenders that squeezed his back keeping his blade taut against his muscular form. It was a sight for sore eyes to watch your husband undress at night coming home from work. His muscualr but still soft body looking like a delicious meal just for you. Hearing him sigh as he unbuttons his uncomfortable slacks and dropping his shirt to the floor making your eyes rove over his pecs and tummy with need. It drove you wild watching his large fingers skillfully undo his tie.

While on the other hand Nanami knew what to do with all of his hefty body which was pin you down and treat you right. Those nights his muscular biceps where at either side of your head caging you between him and the bed while his hip piston that girthy cock in and out of you. His grunts and groans filled air as he rutted in and out of your plump pussy. The creaking and groaning in rhythmic time as your moans filling up the room in a lewd harmony. Nanami’s big hands now trailing to your waist holding you.

White dots fill your vision as your toes curl you moans getting louder and louder your pussy gushing as you could felt Nanami’s cock kissing your gummy walls. Nanami moaned louder his thrust getting sloppier by the second the pace getting more and more uneven until his warm sticky seed filled you up.

Nanami gazed down at you his soft hazel eyes so full of love for you as he pressed a kiss to your soft pillowy lips. As he pulled out and he walked away to get a warm towel to clean you up with. Another thing you could appreciate about Nanami’s size was the way his warmth enveloped you. His large polar bear arms swaddling you as he scooped you up pulling you closer to him in bed before lay the covers over both of you. It made you feel safe and warm.

[tojisdove]

any sweetheart wanna send thirsts so I can ramble for a bit orrrrr 😋😋💗💗

[carissime]

Is there anything hotter than your fav going, “Aww, baby, I know…” in such a condescending tone as he’s absolutely railing you.

[ipostmysimpingstuffanonymously]

Part 2. This time its the Tokyo Five (As I named them) Headcanons in the reblog tags appreciated

[peachsayshi]

oh. oh. oh.

ex boyfriend villain!nanami who stunned you with his choices. your relationship ending after he killed all those innocent people he worked with. you don't hear from him for two years , only seeing his silhouette again one night in a dark bar. nanami shedding away his prim and proper suit for sleek trousers and a nice fitted black tee. a cigarette hanging from his lips, his sharp eyes zoning in on you instantly. his blonde hair like a low flame in the dark. he's with a group, but he doesn't point you out. greedily keeps his attention on you for himself alone, and your throat tightens when he blows a puff of smoke in the air before raising his blow slightly in your direction.

he wasn't expecting you either.

but it shocks you at how quickly your heart flutters. yes, your break up stung, but there is so much anger that's been left behind matched with equal desire.

you weren't sure if you wanted to fight him or to kiss him.

you feel him keeping an eye on you all night, hoping that he won't approach. but your gut tells you that he will. it just rattles you, unsettles you, that you can't tell when. because you can't read him anymore. he's unpredictable now. a stranger in your eyes.

and a dangerous one at that.

[nappingmoon]

nanami finds your perfect engagement ring -of course- but he is torn on the decision of the accompanying bands. he revisits the jeweler over weeks, standing before the glass and comparing the rings in the display to pieces of your favorite jewelry from past photos. they would all look so gorgeous and each unique ring aspect reminds him of a different part of you and, rather than leave any option behind, he gets a bunch. some have little emeralds, because the pop of green just compliments your skin tone so well. another is simple, just a band for your quieter days, when things get overwhelming. one stack of rings joins together like a little sun, and even with all the diamonds set in it, it cannot even hope to match half of your sparkle.

he gives each one to you on a different date. one night, he takes you for a beach stroll. you've just finished dinner at the most beautiful restaurant on the coast and as you walk hand in hand, your sandals in his free hand, you're focused on the sensation of the sand between your toes, and how the water feels lapping up before receding. when you turn around, he's got his eyes fixed on you. his gaze is soft and full of nothing but adoration and you watch him sneak his hand into the pocket of his pants before pulling out a stunning little band, decorated with small pearls. "kento, you did not!" you squeal, giddily making your way back to him, leaving small divots in the wet sand. you throw your arms around his neck without thought, and he grips on to the ring hard while his arms come around your back, intent on not dropping it. he replaced the sapphire embellished ring with the new one, perfectly fitting around your sparkling engagement ring. the blues were cute by the water but the pearls brought in such an elegant aspect. after taking a moment to admire it, you rise back to your tippy toes and bring your husband in for a kiss.

he smiles against your lips, pleased. "i take it, you like the ring?" he asks, as if he had even a smidge of doubt.

"it's perfect, my love." your response is echoed by the waves, the soft rumble of the ocean glittering under the moonlight only strengthening the resolve in your voice.

[lxnarphase]

hi lunar ! i’d like to offer today’s thought….nanami helping u unwind in front of the mirror after a long day/week. slowly getting u to that fuzzy mindless state with his fingers (or his cock,,) while whispering how well u did today n how nice u feel against him,, so cute, sounds so pretty

- 🧸

my first thirst ?? and it's about nanami ?? 🧸anon, my beloved, you are so wonderful for this brainrot !

it's finally friday, nanami is home and won't be leaving your side all weekend, including right now. you and nanami are sitting on the plush rug in front of the big mirror that sits in your bedroom, a towel under you just in case you make a mess.

his chin is hooked over your shoulder, looking down your body to where his fingers are lazily pumping in and out of you. the filthy schlick-schlick-schlick that follows his fingers as sticky wet drips from your cunt and has his cock throbbing against your back !!

but he's just so focused on you right now, he'll worry about himself later

"you're doing so good, darling, let all of those thoughts leak out of you...let me take control, okay? you don't have to think when your kento is here," he coos into your ear, 'aww'ing when you keen at his words. he wanted you empty-brained and fuzzy as he takes care of you. "so pretty...so cute. you see? my fingers are so wet, honey, look at you letting all those thoughts just leak out of this pretty cunt."

any of those stresses or worries you had from the previous week? no, no, no, baby, nanami was going to take care of that for you.

[sashisuse]

THE VOICES.

[mrsoharaa]

Yuji: L/n-sensei! whom amongst all of the other sensei's do you like the most?!

Y/n: Nanami-san, hands down.

Nobara: Wow, that was quite...unhesitant, L/n-sensei.

Megumi: She's not wrong for it though.

Yuji: Seriously! you didn't even think about it...not even Geto or Gojo-sensei??

Y/n: Absolutely not. Nanami-san is the highest and the most respectable standard teacher here. Him and Shoko.

*Gojo in the far distance*: You gay traitor!

*Geto standing next to a pouty Gojo, wanting to comment something completely indecent and entirely snarky but restrains himself from the surrounding children present*: Hm, interesting. So you DO have favorites.