#nanami brainrot

[tojiiz]

she’s evil / nanami brainrot : nsfw / mdni

Nanami who makes you sit on your knees, legs spread in front of a mirror, hands on top of your bra. He cups your covered tits gently, his left hand stays on your left tit, his right hand goes over your covered cunt. “Arch this fucking back for me.” His voice is deep next to your ear, his crotch right behind you, his chest against your back, your back arches and his hands go to your hips, he pushes your head to the floor, ass in the air. Your cunt soaked when he moved your underwear to the side, he grinds his clothed dick against your soaking pussy.

And when you tilt your head up, eyes locking against his, face already looking fucked out, you wink. And in that moment he knows as he finally gets his cock out, rubbing the tip against your folds, you’re evil.

#nanami imagine #jjk nanami #nanami smut #nanami x reader #nanami brainrot #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen #mdni #smut

[just-jordie-things]

Okayayaokala I’ve been thinking about like what lipgloss flavour the jjk men would appeal to or like the one they think tastes best.

Now, I’m not good at this brain rot kind of stuff BUTTTTT

Satoru: cotton candy (something sweet def, strawberry short cake?) ((you know those like candy flavoured lipglossses?)

Suguru: more simple but still tastes good (peppermint, vanilla?, honey?)

Toji: cherry (?) something strong though so like it’s like lasting

Megumi: some sort of mixed berry maybe even chocolate but not tooo chocolately yk? Like soft chocolate (if that’s a thing)

Nanami: SIMPLEEE (I think) honey and vanilla maybe peppermint? Oh but then maybe he’d be like “whichever one is ur favourite then it’s mine aswell”

I HAVE MORE BUT THIS IS ALL IVE GOT FOR NOW💜💜

WAIT I LOVE THESE AND THEYRE PERFECT YES

one step further is how quickly they're ruining it after a fresh coat.

gojo's got his eyes on your lips as soon as you pull the wand away and smack them together, checking your work in your little mirror before packing it and your lipgloss back into your purse. he's kissing you silly to get a taste of that sugary sweet flavor on your soft lips as soon as you've perfected it. you'll have to start doing it in private in a bathroom or something if you ever want to keep the pretty gloss intact.

suguru is sneakier than his white haired counterpart. he's obviously noticed as soon as you've applied a fresh coat, but he's pretending he hadn't. he'll have his eyes on your lips for the rest of the day/evening. incredibly focused when you're speaking, barely paying any mind to what comes out of his own mouth. best believe as soon as you're in private he's getting a taste of the minty gloss for himself.

don't bother with toji. he gives you the satisfaction of putting on your classic cherry gloss, but before you can even tuck the tube back into your pocket he's smearing it across both of your faces in a kiss so needy that if you're in public? you might be applauded, you might be booed, let's be honest.

megumi howeverhas more manners than his father! well, more accurately, he has more anxiety which keeps his impulses under control sort of. you applied your favorite gloss a few moments ago, and he's trying to be normal about it, he really is. he doesn't want to ruin how pretty it looks on your lips, does he? that wouldn't be fair. he probably makes it a good fifteen minutes before he can't take it anymore and he's pulling you into a gentle kiss. he tries his best not to smear the chocolatey truffle goodness, but he can't help but want a little taste.

kento is the most gentlemanly about it. he'll let you wear and reapply that pretty gloss of yours however many times you need and he won't try to do anything to ruin the look you'd done up for the evening. but once you're alone? he's stealing a sweet kiss to get a hint of a taste of your sweet sticky lips. "you know how much i love this taste on you, my dear" my heart

#satoru brainrot #suguru brainrot #megumi brainrot #nanami brainrot #i aint taggin toji bc this is a one time thing i don't write for him and i won't !!!!!!! i'm a hater!!!!!!!! #gojo satoru x reader #geto suguru x reader #fushiguro megumi x reader #nanami kento x reader

[crimsonkenjii-writes]

[11:19 pm]

Nanami walked into his dark apartment, softly closing the door with a gentle click. He kicked off his shoes and switched into slippers. He slowly walked towards the shared bedroom, trying his best to muffle the shuffle of his shoes.

The door quietly creaked as he pushed it open to see you already asleep in bed. You figure laying peacefully under the soft blankets. Nanami smiled to himself as he grabbed his blazer from his forearm, putting it on its usual hanger behind the door.

He quietly walked into the bathroom and switched on the closet light, enough for him to see but also not enough to blind you in your sleep. Nanami winced to himself as he started the shower, the water sputtering on as it changed to a gentle rain.

Nanami looked over at you to make sure he hadn’t waken you. You rolled in bed, shifting from your current side to the other. Nanami smiled once more. He was always a stoic man, lacking of many facial expression. But around you, he couldn’t help but smile. His eyes always going soft with the goofiest grin stretching across his face.

He started to unbutton his shirt to get into the shower when he heard the bed creak. He looks over to see you propping yourself up with one arm. Your other free hand rubbing your tired eyes with your hair slightly askew.

“Kento, you’re home.” You mumble out tiredly.

He walks over to you and places a soft kiss on your forehead, “Yes, I’m home. I’m sorry for coming home so late. The water is already running, let me shower and I’ll join you in a bit.” He gives your lips a quick kiss.

You wanted to stay up to wait for Nanami to get back into bed but you kept falling in and out of sleep.

Nanami finally finished his shower and was now in clean pajamas. You felt the weight of the mattress shift, waking you back up from your sleepy daze. You quietly mumble to yourself as you turn over, wrapping an arm around Nanami. Nanami smiled to himself, a small laugh emitting from him. He bends down to place another kiss on your head. A few water droplets landing on your cheeks. You grumble quietly as he laughs and apologizes as he wipes away the water.

“Why’s your hair still wet? You should blow dry it so you can go to bed soon.”

“I didn’t want to wake you,” Nanami whispers back, hand still holding your cheek.

“I’m already practically awake,” you say with your eyes still closed, cuddling closer into his chest. He laughs, he chest vibrating against your cheek.

“You’re falling asleep on me, Love.”

“Just go blow dry. I wanna cuddle.” You yawn

Nanami sighs and agrees, slowly pushing you off of himself and laying you gently on the mattress. He tried to dry his hair as fast as possible.

His hair finally dried as he quickly made his way back to bed. Getting under the covers and wrapping you in his arms again, your head laying on his chest. He petted your head, feeling your soft hair on his rougher hands.

You let out a heavy exhale, bringing yourself up to Nanami, a hand cupping the side of his face as you placed a sweet kiss on his lips.

“Love you, Kento. Good night.” You almost inaudibly mumble out tiredly.

Nanami places another kiss on your forehead with a smile. “Love you too, Y/N. Good night.”

#made it in time for nanamins birthday jejejejeje #atleast for my timezone lol #kento nanami x reader #nanami fluff #nanami x reader #nanami imagine #nanami brainrot #jjk x reader #jjk x y/n #jujutsu kaisen x reader #nanami kento fluff #nanami kento x y/n #jjk fluff #jjk imagines

[sanjithesimp]

imagine

warnings: nsfw (minors DNI). oral sex. fingering.

nanami is in between your legs, eating you out while you're on an online meeting, his fingers fucking your cunt as your juices drip all over his chin. he enjoys watching you as you tried to muffle your moans, and hide your expressions of pleasure. you pull his hair as his tongue traces small circles around your clit.

#nanami smut #nanami brainrot #nanami kento #kento nanami #jjk smut #jjk #jujutsu kaisen

[crows-and-cookies]

Hey if anyone (18+) wants to read some Nanami smut of questionable quality hmu, just posted some on ao3

#nanami kento #nanami smut #nanami fanfic #ao3 #nanami brainrot #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu nanami #jujutsu kaisen nanami

[stanperformanceunit]

Just gonna leave this here

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen nanami #nanami #the sandman #mine #did someone do this already #nanami brainrot

[sat0sugu-angst]

Just hit 300 followers!! So happy that so many of you like my work 🥰 I was hoping to have a request fic done to celebrate this milestone, but I have a nanami x bread girl in the works so look forward to that !! 💖 ty all

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #follower milestone #kento nanami #nanami brainrot #nanami x bread girl #🍞 girl #nanami smut #jjk smut

[sensitive-neuvi-enthusiast]

Cockwarming them

How the jjk men are when you warm their cock with your pretty pussy.

Nsfw. MDNI. Fem!reader.

Gojo

This man is a tease, through and through. He'll sit you nice on his lap, long fingers settling on your thighs as he gives you a a smirk. Or if he's got you facing away, he'll rest his chin on your shoulder. "Ya feel that baby?" And then he'd thrust up inside you, but would still your hips before you could move. "Nuhuh, that's not how the rules go, you can't move!" He'd chuckle and continue to tease you throughout the whole process. But don't worry, he's teasing himself too. He'll fuck you eventually.

Getou

He loves it. And likes making a little game out of it. Seeing who will cave first and beg the other to just fuck already. But he doesn't play fair. Teasing you in all sorts of places. Pinching your nipples, sucking your neck, whispering in your ear, "you feel so fucking good around my cock." His finger teasing at your clit. The only thing he wouldn't do is thrust up inside you. Then you'd lose too easy, and it's not fun that way. Even though you lose every time.

Nanami

I can see him doing this both for fun and for relaxation. Or when you're too needy and he's busy, he'll set your pretty little ass on his lap. Bury himself inside you and let you rock your hips a little. He'd let you get off that way, just don't disrupt his work. Sometimes when he's stressed he'll ask his girl to just, "I need your pussy, it calms me down." And of course you don't deny him. Sliding yourself easily down his length, kissing his neck. Anything to help your stressed out lover.

Chosou

One word; needy (bet you didn't see that coming.) Are we surprised? Once he found out what it was and how it could be a fun experience for both of you, he asked to try it. But you knew how sensitive he was, so he always lasted roughly twenty minutes before begging you to move. Or to please let him cum inside you. "You're too warm, hot, feels too good..need it." He'd whine and beg, sometimes tears would form in his eyes. And you couldn't deny him, you'd end up riding him until he shot his sticky cum inside you. Wiping the tears from his cheeks as you gave him kisses, "Maybe next time, love." You'd say.

Toji

Mean. Is all I can say, this man would be down right evil about it. But you don't mind, you wouldn't be with him if you did. He'd always make sure you could see yourself. Whether in front of a mirror or holding up his phone. He'd make you watch yourself squirm on his lap, his big dick deep inside you. But you couldn't do anything but use your fleshy walls to warm him. "Pretty little thing, ya wanna move so bad, don't ya? Too bad. Gotta keep my cock warm f'me."

A/N: Don't ask me how many times I've thought of these scenarios♡♡

#jjk smut #jjk gojo #jjk x reader #jjk #jujutsu gojo #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen choso #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen headcanons #jujutsu kaisen #gojo x reader #gojo satoru smut #suguru geto smut #choso x reader #choso smut #nanami smut #toji fushiguro smut #°•brainrot•°

[capricornlevi]

inevitability- nanami x f!reader

tags: friends to lovers, salaryman!nanami, breeding, unprotected sex, fingering, missionary, mating press, creampie, mild cumplay

cw: alcohol (all sex sober & consensual!), pregnancy mentions, rough but v v consensual sex, reader and nanami are both in their late 20s/early 30s

word count: 5.3k

a/n: in which your decide with your good friend of many years that it's time to get you pregnant <3 this has been festering in my brain and i know it's pretty different than what i usually write but ! here it is! ahh! sounds of me screaming!

//

"this is weird, y'know?" you blurt out, watching as nanami hangs up his jacket by your front door before settling down beside you on the couch. he keeps a respectful distance, resting his hands on his broad thighs and smoothing down the fabric of his slacks, clearly nervous. "this is very, very weird. like, weird at levels i don't think people have achieved before."

"i know," nanami replies diplomatically, as if he could be anything but excruciatingly aware of how unconventional this is. "are you having second thoughts? because i completely understand --"

you shake your head abruptly. "no, no, just ... thinking aloud, i guess. just getting used to this, because it's really ... um ..."

"weird?" nanami offers helpfully, and you turn to nod.

"weird."

because what else do you call agreeing to have a baby with your platonic friend of 10 years?

you first met nanami on the second day of college and knew right away he'd be a good dad, even back when having kids wasn't even a consideration for you. it was obvious; he was already a good dad back then, with how he looked out for his underclassmen even as he progressed through his degree. how he stayed sober when he knew people would be going overboard, not sleeping until you texted him to confirm you'd gotten home safe after a party.

he helped you study at the weekends and, in return, you provided him with a discount at the local cafe where you worked. through this time spent knocking back americanos and proofing each other's work, you grew close.

even with all his responsibility and good sense contrasting your exuberance and recklessness, you found yourself enjoying being with him. and he could be funny, too, delivering sharp and witty quips when you least expected it.

you became inseparable. insufferable, some would call it; the matching-halloween-costume type of insufferable, a borderline codependent but obliviously happy friendship that can only be fostered on a college campus.

then right after college, when you had dived straight into your quarter-life crisis and dyed your hair every colour under the sun, got piercings in too many places, slept with questionable people and dated some even worse, nanami had gotten himself a decent, impressive, well-paying job. it was a job that had him wearing tailored suits at 23, paired with fancy glasses that cost more than your rent, and you'd laughed at him, at how serious he looked. but you also worried at how the bags under his eyes grew deeper and darker, how the amused lilt to his voice started to dissipate as time went on.

his 9 to 5 turned to an 8 to 6, and then he was working weekends and skipping movie nights, missing out on meeting new boyfriends of yours, fading into the periphery of your life with you unable to do anything about it.

as with all relationships in your twenties, it was hard to stay in touch. the higher he climbed up the career ladder, the further you grew apart.

soon, it was only on holidays or birthdays when you both would reach out, cordial and civil but achingly unfamiliar.

then, on your twenty-ninth birthday, drunk at a bar and having taken a couple minutes away from your raucous friend group, you had stepped outside to grab some fresh air only to walk head-on into nanami's firm chest.

you had spluttered apologies, lifting your head to see who you had headbutted, only to find your old friend looking down at you with an amused look on his face.

and just like that, things picked up where they left off. you spent the night talking, catching up over drinks and laughter.

with a tone that was only half-teasing, you had asked him what brought him out tonight -- it was hard enough to get him to come out for drinks when you were both in college, much less now with his big fancy job.

but he had laughed in that gentle, airy way you'd heard a thousand times, explaining that he had been out socialising with clients who had just left minutes before. he was just on his way out before running into you.

perfect timing. painfully perfect.

you stayed talking until last call, making exhilarated promises to get in touch the next day.

and to your surprise, you both actually stuck to that.

in the ten months since then, you've met up every sunday for breakfast at your favourite cafe. over lattes and freshly baked croissants, you fill each other in on the details of the half-decade spent apart. he had a serious girlfriend, serious to the point of moving in together, but she'd gotten spooked and left him last summer to go travelling. he was hurt, obviously, but understood her perspective in that annoyingly calm, measured way that is just part of his nature.

and on your end -- despite the drunken circumstances in which you'd been reacquainted, which is all part of moderation, after all -- you've actually calmed down considerably since your early twenties.

you have your own apartment. you have a rescue cat you care for immensely, even when he tries wriggling out of your arms to go stare out the window at passing cyclists. you have a retirement fund, started yoga, learned to bake your own bread.

you're not boring, you still have fun and let off steam whenever you can, but you're having the sort of revelations about life that nanami seems to have had years ago.

fun is good. fun is important. but it can't be everything, because then it starts to come at a cost.

truthfully, the birth of your nephew is what prompted you to make some changes. you didn't want to show up to babysit hungover. you wanted to have funds to hand in order to treat him to little toys and sweets when your sister allowed it, and soon found yourself amazed at how his little face lit up every time he saw you.

it made you grow up, and fast.

in the course of your cafe hangouts, you had mentioned your nephew to nanami. showed pictures of the boy's pudgy little hands reaching for the camera, told stories of how he could tell the difference between new episodes of Bluey versus reruns, and how he's changed your entire life without even realising.

soon, talk about your nephew turned to general musings about your own future.

then one night, when you decided to switch your meetup location from the cafe to a cocktail bar, you shared something that you had barely admitted to yourself.

you wanted to have a kid.

this realisation wasn't borne from some crisis about entering a new decade, it wasn't something forced on you by others or general societal pressure. it was something that grew organically, inspired by the honour of watching your little nephew grow up.

to your surprise, nanami didn't scoff or dismiss you. you figured he'd have rolled his eyes, laughing off your confession since you weren't in a committed relationship.

instead, he expressed similar sentiments, but for slightly different reasons.

"i'm sick of work being my whole life," he had mused quickly, sipping an old fashioned with a funny look in his eye. "it was only when we started hanging out again that i realised how much of my life I've wasted at a place that wouldn't care if i lived or died."

"do i need to be worried about you having the type of rebellious streak the rest of us went through ten years ago?" you asked, smiling and fidgeting with one of your rings without thinking.

he waved off your suggestion with a fond roll of his eyes. "i'm not impulsively quitting or anything, don't worry. just want to take a step back, i suppose, or find something with shorter hours. i just think there's more to life than endless hours slaving behind a desk."

you toasted to that sentiment, knocking back the last of your cosmo.

nanami continued, watching you set your empty glass back down with a soft grin on his lips. "the whole family, kids thing ... i get it, you know? it makes sense."

"yeah?" you pried carefully, interested to see where this is going.

"i'd be lying if i said i didn't think about it, too. i have a nest egg saved up which means i'd be able to take time off to help with a kid, to actually be there to see them grow up. and it's not that i want to have one just because i think i need to -- i think i'd be decent at it, y'know? the whole parenting thing."

you obviously agreed. you'd thought the same for a while now, and getting reacquainted with the man has only spurred on those thoughts.

he really would be perfect.

the issue wasn't discussed further that night, but it was brought up again at coffee the following sunday, then at the bakery the week after that, and before long, it was your birthday again.

after a massive party with all your friends and family -- and a little too much wine -- nanami had stayed behind to help you clean up, because of course he would, and you got to talking again, got to revisiting that topic that had been at the back of both of your minds.

you can't remember the exact wording of the discussion or how many bottles of prosecco fuelled the conversation, but what you do know is that when you sobered up, you didn't regret agreeing to it.

you were gonna have a kid together.

you and nanami.

coparenting.

as outlandish an idea as it might seme on the surface, when looking at it a little deeper, it made sense to you. this wasn't decided on a whim. this was something that had momentum building behind it for months and months, perhaps even years, without you even realising.

when meeting up for coffee the following week, you both gave each other an out. said there'd be no big deal if things were called off. but neither one of you took it, despite laughing for what felt like hours about how bizarre it all felt.

still, no sign of backing out.

which brings you to tonight, the agreed-upon date of when you'd start trying.

nanami had suggested using artificial fertility methods if that made you more comfortable, but you politely turned him down, thinking it unnecessary. he wasn't a stranger -- plus, you'd be lying if you said he wasn't objectively attractive -- so if he had no objections to trying things the old-fashioned way, then you didn't either.

and he obviously didn't mind too much since he's now here on your couch, folding his arms and then unfolding them as he waited for you to make the first move.

he looks good, despite all the nerves. he's filled out over the years, though he was always strong, with every muscle in his body well-defined and perfectly proportional. his hair is still blond but with the faintest specks of grey, his skin brighter and more well-rested than that night you got reacquainted.

his deep brown eyes stay fixed on you and your skin heats as his gaze traces over you.

"do you want me to kiss you?" you break the silence, the words tumble messily from your mouth.

he looks taken aback, as if this was something he'd vaguely considered but never thought would actually happen.

"do ... do you want to?"

his earnestness has you smiling, cutting through the tension, and you meet his eyes properly for the first time since he arrived tonight. he always has this way of making you feel comfortable, his presence alone is like an embrace that calms the racing thoughts that constantly occupy your mind.

it's only now that you're close, so close, you realise that maybe you really do want to --

"i wouldn't suggest it otherwise," you murmur softly as if your heart isn't hammering against your ribcage, shifting nearer to him on the couch but keeping that last bridge of distance for him to close.

his tongue swipes over his lower lip, almost subconsciously demonstrating his wishes as his line of sight drifts down to your mouth. he nods then, dipping his head, only a couple inches of space between you now.

"yeah -- yeah, okay."

you can see how his pupils dilate as you reach out to slip his glasses off, setting them down on the coffee table, cupping his face in your hands.

he returns your smile at that gesture, just the slightest hint of nerves in his eyes that disappear when he finally decides to press your lips to yours.

his lips are softer than you imagined ... though until this very moment, you hadn't even realised that this was something you had imagined.

he lets you set the rhythm but doesn't shy away; he meets your movements, your energy at every kiss, letting you stop for a moment to adjust yourself as things progress.

this should feel weird, right? you should have some lingering feeling of awkwardness at making out with your best friend, at taking his hand in yours and setting it down on your thigh to show you want him to touch you?

this was supposed to be a relatively unromantic event, after all. it wasn't meant to be the start of anything. though it was never clinical or unemotional -- you're technically starting a family together, after all, if an entirely unconventional one -- you never foresaw it going down like this.

this feels like something that was meant to happen.

he pulls back ever-so-slightly, lips still grazing against yours as he asks softly, "this okay?"

you nod by way of answer, not wanting to waste another second not kissing him. nanami captures your lips with his again, and with renewed enthusiasm, slips his tongue into your mouth, probing gently and barely hiding the low rumble of a groan deep in his throat.

all thoughts of propriety start to fade into the ether. his hand on your thigh burns hot, shifting up and down the exposed skin. you'd worn a nice dress for the evening, unsure of the dress code for an event as strange as this, but you find yourself grateful for choosing something that fell so far above the knee.

his hands are rougher than his lips but not in an unpleasant way. you figure it's from his only out-of-work hobby that doesn't consist of hanging out with you; his renovation group. nanami is part of a volunteer organisation that helps build and renovate houses for those in need -- as if he couldn't get any more painfully perfect, obviously.

you stay like that for a few more minutes, exploring these new sensations and becoming increasingly more aware of the ball of anticipation burning in your lower stomach. everywhere he touches you feels warm, every soft nip against your lips feels electric.

then, against every instinct in your body, you force yourself to pause to take a few steadying breaths. nanami responds in the same way, pulling his hands back to his own thighs, adjusting his stance on the couch.

he's hard, you can see as much from the awkward way he shuffles in his seat. not to mention the bulge very obviously visible in the front of his slacks -- just seeing it fills you with want, with the need to touch and be touched.

this is moving more fluidly than you had expected, arriving at each decision without a second thought. in that vein, you decide to ask:

"want to head to the bedroom?", hoping you don't sound as desperate as you're feeling. "if you're ready -"

"yes," he responds before you've even finished your sentence. you feel grateful that the eagerness is not one-sided as you get to your feet, taking nanami by the hand to pull him up with you.

when you've reached your room and the door is shut behind you, revealing the modest set up of your freshly-made bed and a single scented candle -- any more than that felt a little too forced, too awkward -- you marvel at the feeling of nanami's hands on your hips, somehow gentle and firm at the same time, manoeuvring you onto the bed with a pre-rehearsed confidence that never verges on forceful.

your head hasn't even hit the pillow before he's kissing you again like he's starving for it. it's messy this time, the gentle exploration from before giving way to something more primal and urgent.

you have to remind yourself that this is your nanami you're kissing. the nanami who was there for you through the most painful college breakups. the nanami who knows your coffee order, who helped zip up the back of your graduation dress.

but now, with his tongue against yours and the stiffness pressing against your stomach, all you can think is why you didn't do this sooner?

just as you're about to combust underneath him, he pulls back, balancing himself on an elbow as his eyes flick down to see how your dress is bunched at the top of your thighs. he closes his eyes, his breaths ragged and unsteady.

"i don't know how--" he whispers, tongue gliding over his kiss-slick lips, "how ... technical you might want to go about this."

you let out a little laugh, craning your neck to kiss his jawline so he knows it's not at his expense.

"i never really thought about the technicalities, but it doesn't have to be too clinical, or anything. i know you, you know me. we can just ... have sex."

"have sex," he repeats slowly, eyes open again, the hint of a grin on his face.

"yeah, have sex!" you answer with a chuckle. "or is there another way you'd like me to phrase it?"

he laughs then too, looking at you again as he shakes his head softly.

"what?" you press him with a mock indignance. "it's rude to laugh at my suggestion, actually. i felt it was pretty accurate."

"i'm not laughing at you," he says gently, lips still curved upwards. "just ... i must have pictured you saying those words a thousand times, and i never thought it -- it's just funny to hear out loud, is all."

it takes you a second to fully comprehend the words as they wash over you.

you'd be ignorant to say that the realisation never dawned on you, but it was something you thought was a relic of your college years. he had blushed a few times too many whenever the topic of sex came up at parties, had a hint of jealousy in his voice when giving advice about one particular ex-boyfriend. at your apartment complex's winter party in senior year, you can tell he was thinking about kissing you.

but that was when you were young and naive, inexperienced with life, and the thought of this nanami desiring you, of picturing you in his life, of imagining what you'd look like spread out underneath him like this --

you lift your head and grab his shirt collar, yanking him in for another kiss. when he's settled back against you, your hands weave down to unbutton his shirt. you feel him smile against your lips as he starts to unzip your dress in return.

you're a mess of limbs as items of clothing get strewn across your bedroom carpet. before long, it's all skin-on-skin, the heat of his body pressed against yours before he grabs your waist and flips you over until you're straddling him.

you feel the length of him pressed against your stomach, hot and painfully hard, but from the way he cups his hand against your neck and starts to kiss your throat, you know he's not going to rush this.

just as you gasp out his name as his teeth nip against your pulse point, he brings his other hand to the apex of your thighs, fingertips resting just over your pubic bone, barely brushing against the sensitive skin.

"want me to touch you?" he mumbles quietly against your throat, the way his breath fans over you making you shiver.

you nod pitifully, hips canting towards him, but he doesn't budge.

"need you to say it," he says low, quiet, thumb shifting down by the millimetre, "need to know how much you want it."

"i want it," you gasp, the arch of your back deepening the closer he gets to your aching core, all concerns about appearing desperate evaporating with every press of his lips to your skin. "i want it, kento, p- please touch me."

nanami obliges, fingertips trailing down until his thumb is brushing over your clit. he slides his hand lower, fingers slipping through your damp lips, and then uses your own wetness to start rubbing you in earnest.

any form of articulate thought slips from your mind, replaced with only those that can get you more of this -- nanami's fingers playing with your clit, the other hand possessively resting at your nape, his cock pressed between you with precum beading at the tip.

you want it in your mouth. you want it inside you, and as you go to shift your hips, nanami shifts his back.

"want to see what you look like when you come first," he says, slipping his middle and ring finger inside you as if to prove he's going about it the right way.

and he really is, because after only a few strokes of his fingers, your vision is getting hazy. you've never been this turned on so quickly before, never felt this desperate, all-consuming urge -- but then again, you've never had a man look at you like this before now either.

you try to focus on the sensation of his fingers stretching you open, his thumb still stroking your clit in the perfect rhythm, but your mind wanders to the thick cock pressed up against you. you want to rub against him, let him fill you up, make him feel good too --

but looking at his face now, pupils blown and lower lip raw from biting down on it, you can tell this is as much for him as it is for you.

less than a minute later it hits you, the explosion of warmth radiates out to every cell in your body, rendering you a boneless mess in nanami's arms.

he holds you as the aftershock subsides, strong arms keeping you steady even when your legs feel as though they've turned to jelly. when you feel capable of supporting yourself, you slide ungracefully from where you were perched on his thighs and fall back against your pillows, head spinning blissfully.

nanami leans down next to you and kisses your forehead, whispering words of praise that fill you with a strange sensation you can't quite place.

"want to take a break?" he ask after a few moments have passed, "or if you're tired, we can try again later --"

"no," you cut him off, turning your head to look at him directly, face splitting into a smile through the post-orgasm haze. "i just need a second is all, i still -- if you want to --"

"i do."

and so to ease yourself back into it, you kiss him slowly, intimately, bodies gently intertwining as he shifts closer to you on the bed. you guide his hands to your chest, gasping as his thumb circles a nipple.

"you're just ... beautiful in a way i don't really have words for," he mumbles, watching you squirm pleasurably under him.

"nanami kento lost for words? a first time for everything," you manage to quip through it all, earning a pinch of the other nipple that turns your laugh into a moan.

"we've plenty more firsts to get through tonight."

at that, nanami shifts halfway down the mattress and gets to his knees, hands gripping your thighs as he spreads them open. he takes his cock in his hand and slowly drags the head through your folds, up and down but not yet penetrating you, appreciating how you're almost sucking him in, the eager way you pull back your legs to accommodate him.

he stays like that for a minute. every time you think he's about to sink in, he holds himself back as if transfixed by the obscene sounds that come from playing with your pussy, of using you to stroke himself off.

he looks to be on the verge of a choice, like his brain is fighting between two options: taking you slow and gentle like you deserve, or sinking in and fucked into you desperately, filling you up until he knows he's bred you, that you're his and only his.

you soon glean that he wants you to actually say it out loud, wants to hear those words he's fantasised about for so long.

"fuck me, kento."

now utterly unable to hold off any longer, he heeds your request, lining up and thrusting inside you in one fluid motion.

it's a pleasant stretch; he's still careful to let you adjust to his size but you're soon relishing the feeling of being so full, and the fucked-out grin on your face spurs him on.

his hips shift back inch by inch until he's almost fully pulled out, letting out a low groan as he sinks back in again, and at that, he knows he's a goner, completely lost to the feeling of his entire length buried inside you.

this is nanami at his most possessive, fucking into you as you're caged in by his strong arms, your knees now pulled back as far as they'll go. the skin on the back of your thighs is raw from your nails digging into them but you don't care, single-minded in your aim to keep the head of his cock brushing against that perfect spot inside you.

your shoulder blades press into your soft pillows as you try to keep from writhing too much, wanting with all of your might to avoid upsetting this perfect rhythm.

above you, nanami's perfect cheekbones are flushed, his brows knit tightly together, your silky walls wrapping tight around his cock in a way that's driving him to the brink sooner than he'd like. against all better judgment, he slows down just slightly, allowing himself to indulge in the sensation.

"you take my cock so well, y'know that?" he mumbles in between quiet grunts, "with that pretty look on your face when i fill you up... you're trying to kill me, i swear to god."

you both laugh breathlessly before yours breaks off in a moan, slurring his name as he speeds up subconsciously. he presses his lips to every inch of your neck, jaw, collarbone, thrusts unrelenting but never too much.

if you weren't already aware of how soaked you are, the slick sounds of his cock sliding in and out of you provide more than enough proof, melding with the soft squeak of your bedsprings to just about cut through the muffled sound of your moans.

your body now guided more by instinct than intention, you slip your hand down to where your hips are pressed together, two fingers circling the swollen bud of your clit. the angle of his ruts means his cock grazes your fingertips as he pulls out, the desperate rubbing of your hand between your legs spurring him on.

"still want me to come inside you?" he says then, strands of hair coming loose, sticking to his forehead, "want me to fill you up?"

you nod feebly -- the answer clearly not sufficient in itself, since he leans in, pressing his forehead to yours as he meets you for a wet, messy kiss. continuing his question with his lips still touching yours, he asks;

"want me to take care of you? want to be my pretty wife, hm, wanna -- fuck -- wanna be mine, yeah?"

you slur something unintelligible, focusing on the second orgasm gathering quick and hot in your core. you lose your grip on your thighs and fumble to pull your legs back up.

nanami helps to hike your legs back up -- but not in their original position. instead, he guides them until your ankles rest on his shoulders, and after taking just a second to press a kiss to your calf, he sinks back to the hilt. feeling him bottom out, your vision nearly goes white; this new angle allows him to slide in so deep it's practically splitting you open, so deep you can tell he's serious about breeding you.

somehow, the sensation remains just shy of too much -- it's not too much of a stretch or causing too much sensitivity -- it's more than you've ever taken but you honestly feel you could stay like this forever, taking nanami's cock like you were made for it, with him looking down at you with a mixture of reverence and pure lust.

you want him like this for the rest of your life.

"i'm gonna need you to answer, cos I'm pretty close," he half-pleads as if reading your mind, his voice deep and strained, firm chest heaving as the thrusts get messier and less coordinated.

though your mind is near-blank and your lungs feel they can't get enough air, you manage to mumble a "fuck, yes. want -- want you to come inside, kento ... please."

that last word tips him over with you following almost immediately after, clenching around his cock as you feel him pulsing inside you, feeling more full than you've ever felt in your life. his head tips back as he cums, moaning beautiful praise you can just about make out, strands of sentences about you being the only one he wants taking his come, about how he's going to keep fucking you full for as long as it takes.

sparks of electricity reverberate through your body, hips pushing against his as you ride out your orgasm, pretty little whimpers harmonising with nanami's continued praise.

you stay like that for what seems like forever, basking in the wave of pleasure that's just swept you away effortlessly.

everything is just ... warm. purely and blissfully warm. the warmth of his hands still gripping your legs, the warmth of your own breath fanning over your sweaty chest, the warmth between your legs that starts to dribble down the backs of your thighs when nanami pulls out.

for good measure, nanami uses two fingers to push some of his come back inside, grinning as aftershocks pulse around the digits.

you lower your tired legs to rest on the mattress, thighs aching from being bent practically in half, but it's easy to disregard any physical exhaustion when you feel this level of contentment.

nanami's arms are soon wrapped around you, pulling you to rest on top of his chest where you spend some moments of perfect silence.

you can hear his heart beating in his chest, skipping a beat when you angle your head up to meet his gaze again.

"well?" you ask, a smile imbued in your words. "still lost for words?"

"just thinking about how every second of this was worth waiting for," he replies without missing a beat, eyes crinkling at the corners as he watches how his answer flusters you.

with one hand behind his head as he rests of the pillow and the other wrapped around your shoulders, nanami looks more relaxed than you've maybe ever seen him.

this is a man who looked on the verge of a nervous breakdown when you reconnected less than a year ago; he's almost unrecognisable now, the dark circles under his eyes have faded, his face filling out a bit more, the smile on his face entirely genuine.

and in this moment you feel a burst of clarity, a sudden realisation that's eluded you since that first night you met in college.

maybe -- just maybe -- you're as good an influence on him as he is on you.

#nanami x reader #nanami x you #nanami kento x reader #may tries to write #oh lord #im not even going to tell you how long i spent drafting this bad boy #please join me in the brainrot please

[gothgurltitties]

JJK guys when you go out pt.1

Incl: Gojo, Geto, Nanami, Choso, Sukuna

Warnings: suggestive (heavily on Geto)

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk fluff #jjk smau #smau #jujustsu kaisen x reader #gojo satoru #jujutsu satoru #satoru gojo #geto suguru #jjk suguru #suguru geto #nanami kento #kento nanami #choso kamo #choso x reader #jujutsu sukuna #jjk sukuna #ryomen sukuna #sukuna #jjk brainrot #jjk x reader

[just-jordie-things]

Okay so listen carefully

What if the only reason Gojo always bugs and annoys Nanami is cause he knows that Nanami is also very lonely. I mean his best friend died during school days, he never got any friends at his company job, and as far as sorcerers are concerned Nanami tries to not bond too much with anyone. For the simple reason that he knows anyone could die at any moment and it would leave him devasted again.

So Gojo tries to annoy him and make stupid jokes and play silly pranks, just to get Nanami to feel less lonely and maybe even make him smile

But Nanami is pretty damn stoic when it comes to that, and he would NEVER crack a smile in front of Gojo, he doesn't wanna give him the satisfaction.

HOWEVER, he meets you and Nanami is absolutely blown away. He tries to keep his distance but everything inside him tells him to get closer to you. So he gives in. After some dates, you two get together. And it has such an immense effect on Nanami. That man is like a completely different guy, his lips are more often curled into the slightest smile, he radiates a more lively aura, and doesn't seem like he has a stick up his arse as much anymore.

And OF COURSE, gojo sees that too.

One day when you, Nanami, and Gojo sit around in a restaurant discussing whatever while waiting for Yuuji and the gang, Gojo makes a stupid joke. Like a really really lame one.

And... Nanami starts to laugh. Not obnoxiously loud, but it's certainly way more than just an amused snicker. He really laughs.

For you, that's nothing new because you made him laugh in private before when no one was around, so you smile when hearing his beautiful laughter but Gojo? GOJO? MAN HAS TO TAKE OFF HIS BLINDFOLD AND WATCH NANAMI LAUGH, AND GOJO IS POSITIVELY IN TEARS.

"THATS THE FIRST TIME I HEAR YOU LAUGH"

"SHUT UP ITS NOT"

It would be so wholesome :(((((

~ Nanami Flowershop Anon

DUUUUUUUUDE THIS IS GOLD ????

i’m speechless i read this so fast this is so sweet nonnie you really killed it with this one are you aware i was not a nanami girlie until you???? thats magnificent

#nanami brainrot #nanami flowershop anon #jordie says stuff

[crimsonkenjii-writes]

You pucker your lips slightly in thought as you eye the blonde in front of you. Your highschool classmate sat in front of you enjoying his usual sandwich he brought for lunch.

Nanami Kento feels your eyes on him, his brows furrow as you were disturbing his lunch. He stares at you, waiting for you to say what you want to say. Why else would you be staring at him?

You continue to stare, your thumb and index finger now pinching your chin to help you deepen your thoughts. Your head tilting to the side as you squint your eyes.

“Y/N… why are you staring?” The boy finally gives in. He felt himself growing more nervous as your eyes casually scanned over him.

“Just thinking…” you reach your hand out to his hair. You brush his long bangs further from his face. Then your fingers tangle into his blonde strands as you push them up against his head, sweeping the hair back as it spikes out. “You’d look nice with your hair gelled back like this.”

Nanami’s cheeks flush a faint pink as he loses his composure. He just wanted to enjoy his lunch. Eat his sandwich in peace. Why must you fluster him like this? Make his heart pound against his ribs when he should just be eating his lunch with you in peace?

Nanami thinks back to this moment as he readies himself again in the morning for his dreadful 9-5. A heavy sigh leaving his chest as he finishes the final touches to his hair. Combed back neatly with the assistance of gel to lock it in place. He stares at his hair in the mirror. His imagination sweeping him away from reality as he envisions you combing back his hair again. Exposing the part of his face that was often hidden under his hair. The way you complimented him so easily. The way it rolled off your tongue as if it was something casual to say. How bold you were in highschool to just announce something so sweet to him. A memory that now forever flooded his mind whenever his combed him hair for the day. Silly of him to think that perhaps one day, you’ll both run into each other again. That you’ll see him with his hair pushed back to show off his defined features like you told him to all those years back. That he can see that bright smile of yours again when you compliment him on his hair once more. Or perhaps, an improbable thought, that he could feel your hands in his hair again. To sweet warmth of your hands against his scalp again. Maybe just once more. No, it was too addictive of a feeling. He’d want it every morning and every night.

Nanami breaks from his thoughts, glances down to his watch and realizing he is two minutes behind his usual schedule. He quickly tightens his tie and grabs his dark colored blazer to hastily make his way out the front door.

#but imagine #you’re the reason he started styling his hair like that #eheheheh giggling and kicking my feet and blushing lmao #idk just a cute thought I had #anyways #hope you enjoy #jjk x reader #nanami kento x reader #nanami x reader #nanami kento fluff #kento nanami x y/n #nanami imagine #nanami drabbles #nanami brainrot

[sir-kuroo]

respectfully offers to wash your back but he always ends up 7 inches hard and deep from behind you

—♡ kuroo, akaashi, daichi, iwaizumi, kita, isagi, yukimiya, bachira, reo, kunigami, kyojuro, giyuu, megumi, nanami

#—🧠 brainrot #kuroo smut #akaashi smut #daichi smut #iwaizumi smut #kita smut #isagi smut #bachira smut #yukimiya smut #reo smut #kunigami smut #kyojuro smut #giyuu smut #nanami smut #megumi smut #haikyuu smut #hq smut #bllk smut #blue lock smut #—♡ shorts

[sanjithesimp]

imagine (nsfw)

warnings: tit fucking. oral sex.

nanami loves watching his cock in between your tits, his cum covering your skin as he watches his shaft wrapped around your tight mouth as you suck and slurp his tip, making him so sensitive he moans and whimpers as you watch throw his head back. his hand pulling your hair as he fucks your tits and mouth at a fast pace.

#omg i would rather be writing than studying for my exams #but i dont want to fail #i took a quick break to write this #nanami brainrot #nanami smut #kento nanami #nanami kento #kento #jjk smut #jjk #jujutsu kaisen

[chrollohearttags]

jealous, possessive lawyer!nanami and his super pretty, plus size assistant. Who’s always strutting around in adorable and sometimes revealing outfits, always getting hit on by his rich, sleazy clients and the plethora of other suitors that drop off flowers and gifts throughout the week. You’re completely oblivious the power you hold or that you’re attracting all this attention. That is until your boss calls you into his office at the end of the week to give you a bonus…and to make you come until you can barely even stand! Hiking your leg on the edge of his desk as he falls to his knees and takes your panties along with him..licking and lapping every crevice of your plump little pussy until you’re scratching on the wood and clawing at his hair. Too bad he only responds by slapping your thick ass and tells you to keep riding his face until he says stop. Or making you climb on top of him; sitting back down in his swivel chair and stroking that cock to the sight of your pretty titties spilling out of your new dress. It’s way too inappropriate for work wear but he doesn’t mind. So as long as he’s the one ripping it off of you. Truthfully, it’s what you get for keeping him so aroused all week..and blindly doing so at that. But he’ll be certain to vent all his frustrations in the way of bouncing you up and down as the room fills with your loud screams and the creaking of the chair. Not to worry, he’ll just lift you mid air and keep thrusting until his nut is made home inside of that tight pussy. And when you ask if you’re too heavy, clawing up his back in the process, he’ll only laugh and tell you:

“Sweet girl, I’m more than capable of handling you. I’m the only man who can..the only one you’ll ever need.”

#cherry’s drabbles🍒 #jjk x black reader #jjk x chubby reader #oh the things I think about on company time #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen nanami #nanami x black!reader #nanami x black reader #nanami imagine #nanami drabbles #jujutsu nanami #kento nanami #nanami kento smut #nanami kento x reader #jujutsu kaisen au #jujutsu kaisen x black reader smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #nanami jujutsu kaisen #jjk brainrot #nanami x black fem reader #black fem reader #black reader #black fanfiction #jjk au #nanami smut #nanami x reader #jujustu kaisen #jujustsu kaisen au #jujutsu kaisen #black reader smut

[ipostmysimpingstuffanonymously]

No I did not steal this from Naruto and no I am not delusional

#People on twitter were chanting necromancer!shoko and holy shit that'd be sick #i know i threw in yuta but i believe my baby boy is all good and well #see it as a healing domain and not a resurection #even if nanami is gone beyond saving I REFUSE #and i just wanna see more of yuki #come onnnnn #anyway #my brainrot is rotting #jjkspoilers #jujutsu kaisen spoilers #jujutsu kaisen #fanart #shoko ieiri