#workhusband

[karess-me-self-care]

The Origin Of The "Work Wife" Or "Work Husband": A Deep Dive Into Modern Workplace Relationships

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[kuroosdarling]

work husband!kuroo who starts everyday by bringing you a can of coffee. claiming he ended up getting two by accident, but really just wanted to start off the day right by talking to his favorite coworker.

work husband!kuroo who always runs little errands for you — refills the printer paper for you, getting you a new legal pad, bringing you the nicest pens — no matter how busy he is. he just loves to dote on you.

work husband!kuroo who can’t help but linger around your department, always finding a way to come over even if it means doing mundane tasks he normally doesn’t have to. any chance to see you or talk to you, he’ll take it.

work husband!kuroo who looks for you at every work party and is always blown away by how amazing you look. he’ll quickly wrap up (drop) whatever conversation he’s in so he can slink up to you with his signature smirk, hoping this time he’ll finally charm you.

work husband!kuroo who desperately wants more with you, but settles on being your go-to guy at work. it doesn’t stop him from thinking about it though, but he won’t try anything as he isn’t sure you feel the same way. (spoiler alert: you do.)

[thissying]

Chiel: did you do a powerslide at the end there?

Max: yeah, I told GP to look on the onboard 😁

[deckofcardau]

So uhm, now that I see it's socially acceptable for oc x canon in this world, I have a lil confession to make.. (keep scrolling though!!)

HOWEVER WORRY NOT, DEVILDICE SHIPPERS!!!! YOU CAN STILL SHIP THEM!!!! In fact, I'm trying to make it so that ALMOST EVERY (do peep the word almost) ship possible can be canon!! In fact, I personally multi-ship as long as it's legal and moral!!

I know the drawing sucks, but let's be fr here, when have I ever drawn anything GOOD? I'm Matt, for Lucifer's sake, you think I do anything good?

Anyways, just wanted to let you all know that while this may have started as workhusbands (yeah, that's the ship name between Peter & Dice) propaganda, SNAKE EYES IS STILL SHIPPABLE.

[littencloud9]

‘i dont ship k.unizai but—’ ‘nah s.kk better’ ‘ew who ships—’ SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!!!!!!!!

[sodrippy]

i fucking hate that "little miss independent actually just wants someone who will take care of her" thing bc well. yeah i do. so what. kill yourself.

[thirstghosting]

i put the romance in necromancy

[mariatesstruther]

Random comparison question! Who's more likely to have the most people ready to ride or die kill no questions for them the quickest: Maria Miller, Abby Anderson, or Dina?

maria. bias ASIDE, maria is the (figurative) head of a town that her and her father started over ten years ago. by tlou 2 (??? i think) she’s had around a decade to build loyalties. it makes sense that every single person in jackson would feel at least a bit indebted/loyal to her whether they like it or not, and i personally believe maria would have at least 10 people that have worked with her long enough that they consider themselves ride-or-die loyal to her

also, consider the fact that maria isn’t the type to ask people to do risky things for her willy-nilly (or for something as misguided and unfortunate as personal revenge BOOM roasted): she takes life seriously and her people know that. her people trust that. so i feel like if it came down to it, and maria had to ask the people of jackson to take a life????? there’d be at least 5-10 people ready to go no questions asked. tbh i wouldn’t be suprised if she hasn’t secretly “dealt with” someone already. and when she’s PREGNANT????? oh it’s the whole town. they’re all ready to kill for her. seth better watch his mf back

hmmmmm tbh idk enough about abby to say she wouldnt have ride or dies???? i definitely know she’s got her gang in tlou 2, but i didnt really get into the gameplay enough to remember much about their reasons. i know some of them were loyal to abby like manny (PLEASE i hope im getting that right), but others were not (like… mel? the pregnant one. is that mel? i’m SORRY). to my point, i also know from @clickergossip’s amazing posts that abby’s crew weren’t just going after joel for abby, but also for revenge against joel, as they were all deeply affected by the hospital massacre.

i don’t think it being dina would make much sense just because 1) she doesn’t seem to have that many friends no shade and 2) i don’t think she’d ask someone to kill anyone for her???? like of course ellie and jesse totally would, but i feel like it’d be THEIR idea lol

[chososluv]

BOYFRIEND!NANAMI

✎₊˚⊹♡ summary: part two of workhusband!nanami. fast forward where you two are in a serious relationship and unwind after a long stressful week the best way you two know how

✎〰 word count: 2.3k (something short sweet <3)

🏷 tags/warnings: fem!reader, reader has a vagina, soft sex, missionary sex, riding, squirting, creampie, petnames, slight size kink, nanami is pussy drunk and whipped by you, slight sub!reader, sort've proofread will edit later

Soft smells of jasmine and roses fill the air. Stresses of the day seaming to be irrelevant and minuscule the moment Nanami Kento laid his blond head on the satin pillows. His body settles into the thick duvet with an emissive thread count that seemed to relax those tense muscles of his generously. Those graphs, statistics, and metrics of work melt away from his brain, rending his brain blank with tranquility. It also wasn’t hard for him to fall in a state of relaxation when you — his beautiful lover — perch yourself on top of him. His eyes opening and falling into a tender expression the moment he saw your face looking down at him. He mirrors your lovestruck smile before he speaks.

"Missed you."

The honey smooth baritone of his voice causes your stomach to twist and set a cage of butterflies free. Your smile stretches across your lips and you place your palms on his broad chest. His usual navy shirt gone and in the dirty laundry basket. His skin is warm against your palms and your fingers are so dainty against his brute pecs. You bite your lip before digging your nails gently into his skin.

“Missed you more.” You reply back at him. He shifts under the feeling of your nails scratching against his skin. Nevertheless he ignored it and shifts his attention back to your angelic face. The same one he’s been deprived of all week since you two took on different projects and barely saw one another at work. The overtime to meet deadlines meant less time together and often times you two spoke only sparingly through text messages and funny enough those days seemed to be your worst days.

When your projects finally came to a close, Kento and you planned a night where you two would finally unwind with one another. The location selected was his apartment and he was pleased to find you had beaten him home. Letting yourself in with the key he had granted you five months in your relationship, his ears heard the soft sensual r&b music that echoed throughout his apartment. You met him by the door adorned in a scantily satin slip negligee that left Kento drooling. He found himself melting as you ridded him of his briefcase and then jacket. Your small hands worked to loosen his tie before unbuttoning his dress shirts. Kento grabs your hands, rough and broad fingers engulfing yours entirely. You look up at him the other hand touches the side of your face. He strokes his thumb tenderly before speaking.

“Want to see what you have planned.” He points to the roses on the ground that seem to indicate a path. You nodded as his thumb moved to your bottom lip. He presses against it and your tongue darts out to lick his thumb. He swore under his breath before you spoke.

“Mhmm, yes baby.”

The stresses of work seemingly slip away when you took his hand in yours led him to the dining area. A cooked meal and candle lights to add to the ambiance left Nanami grinning softly. He looks to you, taking in your hopeful expression as you awaited his reaction to your romantic dinner. It was cute. The effort you put in to make him feel special and he looks to you tiredly, however his grin stretches even wider.

“You’re perfect.” He said to you and you felt the relief and content flood through your body. You throw your arms around him, bringing him down to your height as you narrow the gap between the two of you. Your noses touch and you lean forward, placing your lips delicately on top of his to form like a puzzle. You two always fit together as if you were made for each other.

"Only for you." You said to him when you ceased your gentle kiss.

During your romantic dinner - to both of your surprises - you managed to keep your hands to yourselves. A verbal form of intimacy taking place as you both listened to each other's days tentatively. A part of your relationship both of you cherished just as deeply as the sexual intimacy you shared. Which speaking of . . .

Boyfriend!Nanami currently moves his hands up your satin slip, distracting you from your thoughts. You were caught up in Kento's stare as he continued to stare at you. Dinner is long over and in the present time you are still perched on his lap. You try to supress the shiver that ripples through you as he runs his fingers along your thighs. Goosebumps are left in his wake, trailing as he continues traveling up your nightgown. Your cunt begins to tingle when he presses his fingers against your bare pelvis, finding that you were completely nude this whole time.

"No underwear?" He questions, raising an eyebrow and you only held his stare. You lick your lips before replying, deciding on your reply.

"Didn't think you would make it past dinner." You tease and he chuckles briefly. His fingers trail along your hips before traveling back down your leg again. His fingers fully emerge and he circles his hands once more, retreating back underneath the slip and up your leg.

"What do I get for behaving?" A look shifts in his eyes, something dark and a bit carnal but it awakens something inside you too. You were waiting for this Kento to emerge and now that he did you fought against curling your toes. You easily submitted to him but tonight, you wanted to something different.

"Something like this..." You say before leaning down. His eyes flicker from yours to your lips, his hand back on your pelvis. He teasingly slips it down, pretending he's about to touch where you wanted him most. Your breathing hitches, but sick of the teasing, you lean forward and crash your lips to his. He greets you hungrily, devouring and kissing on your lips he missed greatly. Your breath evades your lungs as you melt into a bliss only love could craft.

Boyfriend!Nanami sweats at his hairline when you ride him. Completely ridded of your clothes, he holds tightly onto your waist as you roll and rock your hips at a rhythm that has Kento winded. He's grunting, cursing, and moaning while digging his blunt nails into your side. You're no better. You moan loudly as his length kisses your soaking, yet tight, walls. The stretch is delicious, carnal even, but you both fall deep into euphoria. The explicit sounds of your wet cunt slapping back down against his balls left squelching that would have satan blushing.

"So big!" You praise Kento and he grunts at your praise. His eyes are looking you all over as he watches you ride him. Your breasts are shaking with each motion of your hips and your face contorted into a countenance of bliss. Kento can only drink in the sight as he watched you continue to mount him like ride him like a professional. He never had anyone make him feel this good the way you do.

"Taking me so good." He huffs out and you only whimper. Your thighs are burning but that sensation that arises each time you sink your hips back down has you rutting desperately. Kento sees it and he can only bite his lip before he's sitting up. You mewl wrapping your arms around his neck, bringing his skin to touch yours and the temperature skyrockets. You opt to roll your hips, letting him slide out before taking him back in. The pace becoming languid and the change of tempo causing you both to moan against each other's lips. He wraps his arms around your waist, bringing you close to him.

"Good girls get your cum." You say, submissive side becoming fucked out of you and Nanami felt his stomach tighten at your words. He can only smirk, noticing the switch in behavior but something is still tender behind that cocky smirk.

"Taught you so well." Nanami says before squeezing his arms tighter around your body before lifting you up and down on his cock. The second switch in rhythm and exhibition of his strength left you gushing, creaming around his cock as he continued bounce you up and down on his cock. Kento listens to your moans and mewls in pleasure, this fueling him to continue to lift you up and down.

"Kento!" You're whimpering, attempting to warn him but only a mixture of curses leave your mouth before a sudden gush of liquid wets his thighs. Nanami swears, stopping his lifting to look down to see you squirting all over his lap.

"Fuck, this pussy is leaky tonight, hmm?" He says before lifting you off his cock. You whine at the loss but he ignores you, placing you on the bed next to him. You flop onto your back as he quickly adjusts himself between your legs before you can register it. He separates your thighs and gives no warning when he dives in, taking your swollen clit in his salivating mouth.

English does not leave your mouth as you throw your head back into the pillows. His tongue performing sloppy circles and shapes to evoke more croons of pleasure from you. You continue moaning, crying out as his tongue figure 8s back and forth between your soaking hole and beating clit. He moans between your legs, savoring your taste on his tongue. He looks up at you between your legs and has to fist his cock at the sight. Your breasts are in the air due to your dramatic back arch and he groans.

"Kento!" You're shouting and he only continues to eat your cunt. His chin is coated in you and you can only imagine how wet the sheets are beneath you. Your mind would come to that realization later but right now you're too consumed with the way your boyfriend sucks on your lips as he continues to make up for lost time.

"Could live between these thighs." He admits, taking a pause to sink his fingers in, moving away from fisting his cock and he groans at the warmth hugging him. You mewl, remembering what penetration felt like and suddenly you need him back in you. You grab his wrist along with his attention as you do. He looks at you worriedly and you speak.

"I need you back in me, please baby." You beg, pleading with a pitiful look in your eye and he can't say no. He's giving you a kiss on your thighs before giving into your commands . . .

Boyfriend!Nanami who holds both your wrists with one hand as he takes you missionary. Your thighs are wrapped tightly around his waist, squeezing harshly as he continues to roll his hips into you. The lewd noises of your drenched cunt and pathetic whines left Nanami groaning in your neck. He’s so in love with you and he loves hearing your cries for him to keep going. He would only give in to his sweet little work wife who writhed pitifully beneath him. Something about your frame underneath his brute one, taking you in the most intimate position causes his toes to curl. He ruts desperately in you, causing you to squeal at the frantic pace. His tip kisses the deepest parts of you, earning more leaks from your cunt and high pitched whines. All of it was music to his ears.

“I’m gonna cum—” You choke on a whine and he only rutted harder. You whimper, sighing as you felt your orgasm seconds away from crashing into you. Kento was only so far behind, sweating and balls twitching at every sad little whimper that escaped from your swollen lips. He is so enamored he moves his head from your neck to look you over. Your face before him has him gripping your wrist harder as he drinks in your ruined expression. His sweet work wife who turned into the absolute most important person in his life. It’s you and only you he would happily give up his life if it meant to save you from anything cruel in the world. He wipes a tear off your cheek with his free hand before speaking tenderly.

“So pretty falling apart under me.” He comments, pressing your wrists harder into the mattress as his grip somehow manages to get even tighter. You only mewl, lifting your hips to meet his strokes to get him to go deeper.

“Love your cock so much. I wanna cum, Kento.” You plea, asking for permission and he hums. He leans down, kissing your forehead as you huff, fighting to hold off on your orgasm before you heard him grant permission. Your cunt was clenching, pulsating around him and he was struggling to hold back from busting inside you then. However, he keeps his composure and smiles against your forehead before speaking.

“Go ahead and cum for me, honey." He grants the permission you sought out and like magic you feel that wave crash into you. White and hot bliss shoots through you and you let out a howl of pleasure as your cunt sucked on Nanami's cock. He moans, groaning as he feels his load spilling messily inside you. He ruts hard, letting your tight cunt milk him every last drop. The load he's been building and waiting to pump you fill with since the separation between you two. He's moaning loudly and the noise sends butterflies to your belly. The sound so sexy as your boyfriend cums loudly inside you.

"I love you." You sigh as he slides out of your cunt slowly. He looks down at you, letting go of your wrist and you immediately wrap your arms around him. He chuckles at your limbs wrapped around him and he only moves to kiss your cheek.

"I love you too, darling."

©chososluv 📓☕︎♫₊˚.🎧 ✩｡ ╰┈┈➤ MASTERLIST!

[guardian-angle22]

#workhusbands

[sunshine-gumdrop]

A hockey tradition a group of penguins take part in ...

I wish this video was dubbed by David Attenborough...

Or Benedict cumberbatch!

Some of the older pengwing traditions are sewerball, stretching, being superstitious, and a special handshake with their workhusband

[mochinomnoms]

Imagine explaining workhusbands to Ptm Jade. Imagine if you had a workhusband in your world and you just bring it up, briefly forgetting your eels homicidal tendencies, so you're just sharing stories about the guy you used to jokingly flirt with on your breaks or in the walk in and then you zone back in and just hear absolute devastation and murderous rage from jade and then you have to find away to slip it in that, no, it wasn't a real relationship, and you are still very much single

🦩

Sometimes hearing the horror stories about work husbands/wives and how they almost always mean an affair, I wouldn't fault Jade lol.

I don't think he'd be in a jealous rage though, mentally or not. Yuu is kinda stuck in TWST for the foreseeable future lol, so any of potential of that old work husband becoming an actual husband is nonexistent. He knows that, so why worry about some random person when he has you for himself here and now!

[thestobingirlie]

We don't want Robin to be Steve's housewife, we want Steve to be Nancy's housewife.

it’s what our baby boy was born for!!!!

stancy are breaking gender roles left and right. she’s a workhusband and he’s a housewife lmao

[stressed-cryptid]

Trying to find another fic already :/

Basically workhusband!Nanami. I don't really remember a good part of it but I know like halfway through or towards the end, we the reader were giving a presentation and after we finished, Nanami hurried off bc he was turned on for some reason. I think he tried to get himself off but tucked it away when we came in asking why he left so soon without even saying anything or praising us on our presentation. We then proceed do the deed in his office. I think there was a detail where he first heard us being referred to as workspouses after overhearing some coworkers in, like, the breakroom or something. Then we end up saying something to him about it when we go in his office and he was like "oh you knew they were calling us workspouses?". This is a really strange and probably useless detail to remember but I'm pretty sure "Workhusband Nanami" was always in blue on the post? He may have also kept our underwear afterwards, but I might be imagining that part.

I deeply appreciate any help <3.

Edit: Post found. Here's the link <3: "WorkHusband!Nanami" by chososluv

[boytumms]

Workhusband and househusband who get on each other’s nerves, so the house husband decides he’s much more tolerable when he sips laxatives and dairy in all of his breakfast food before a business outing and watches his stomach churn the whole time while he can’t escape.

Akndkandjsb I’m not sure I see how he’d be more tolerable, but I guess as like, a punishment or something for his behaviour maybe?

[americanhellkmart]

s3 i need syd to start going phantom thread mode on her workhusband i think it would be beneficial for everyone