#LET ME HAVE MY DRINK IN PEACE

[simpjaes]

i see omo is in yellow but if you’re willing to write about it…mtl likely to be into it 👀

MTL: hyung line + omo/piss lovers

warnings: if u aren't into pee or ur like, weird about it, don't read this obv. squirting!!! yay!!!, im clearly jay biased in this one even tho he's the least likely lmfaoooo

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★ jake: is he first bc i think he's a puppy? yes. do i see him as the type to literally piss on his girl to lay claim? yes. honestly, i think jake is the type to be into just about anything if his girl wants it or is okay to try it. the piss stuff would be allllllllllll him for the most part tho. such a messy pup for a messy situation too. after all, if the two of you aren't left a mess after the fact, then clearly it wasn't good enough. not to mention, even outside of sexual situations, it probably turns him on. always a possessive thing. in the shower? "just let it go babe, it's okay." and when you do, he's blatantly slapping your clit through it and watching your knees buckle :( holding you close to him so you don't slip and fall, hardening by the second feeling it run down his leg as he holds you, knowing you can't hold it in after you start, encouraging you that it's okay, he likes it.

☆ heeseung: a nasty motherfucker i'm telling you. he held his bladder one time by accident bc it was just...yknow, circumstances of the day or whatever, then later found himself jerking off before relieving himself. the pressure was insaaaaaaane for him, to the point it was his best orgasm probably. that would've been the beginning for him. just full bladder stuff, doing it himself, begging you to try it too. like, "baby please, it'll feel soooo good after holding it all day". and all of that would def open the flood gates for watersports though. tons of squirting for you, lots of degradation, hella piss play. im talking like, he'd probably be obsessed with the embarrassing aspect of it. despite doing it himself, he'd always make you feel gross for enjoying it too.

★ sunghoon: probably not like a super fan of being pissed on or pissing on other people but a huuuuuuuuuuuge fan of pleasure and making his girl squirt. he's the type who probably didn't know squirting was practically just piss too, so after a while with you he'd be like ":( i always try to make you squirt but it never happens, you just get really wet and that's it." and you'd be like "well....if you're not afraid of a little piss, i could probably squirt for you." and he'd be 100% IN THE GAME at that point. bro would not give a fuck what's shooting out of you, as long as it's going into his mouth tbh. he's drinking that shit, probably super into the full-bladder stuff after too. like "drink more water babe, you're gonna need it." and "where do you think you're going?" if he sees you disappear towards the bathroom shortly before he's about to rail you into the next dimension.

☆ jay: man, jay, jay, jay. the service top of all service tops, willing to do and try just about anything with you if it means you're screaming his name and clinging to him in a way that feels like your fingernails could bring blood. i don't think he'd want you to piss on him blatantly, nor do i think he'd do it to you- unless...well, one night you whisper something filthy to him regarding a new thing to try. this time you'd probably whisper something like "i saw this video online...real nasty stuff...wouldn't be into it normally but-". his cock would immediately stand to attention but he probably wouldn't jump into the act right then and there. it would be saved for one of those days where he's really degrading you (for your pleasure). like, pulling out of you mid fuck, straddling your stomach with his cock in hand, looking at your teary eyes and saying "you wanted it so bad didn't you? here, go on, open your mouth then." and you'd be totally shocked, forgetting you brought it up at all until he's flexing his abs and forcing himself to piss. loooorddd would his relieved face look sexy too. and that's when you'd realized just how into it you are. after all, it's not like you haven't drank his cum out of him anyway, this isn't much different to you.

least

#hardthots #idk if i should tag this one #i don't want the vanilla girlies mad at me today ; 3 ; im sensitive #LET ME HAVE MY DRINK IN PEACE

[the-obnoxious-sibling]

No but like the fact that Mihawk KNEW about Luffy and how he is tied to Shanks! And the fact that he decided to personally go and talk about him to Shanks is just… they’re so interesting (in love)

you know, a lot of characters see that hat on luffy’s head and think hey, didn’t red-haired shanks used to wear something like that? it’s practically cliche.

as is characters who knew shanks before and after he gave it away asking shanks what happened to the hat. whether they get details, like rayleigh did, or just that cryptic “i bet it on the next generation” line, depends on who shanks is talking to. given his longstanding rivalry with mihawk, it’s not hard to imagine the next time they were meant to have a duel they ended up discussing luffy instead.

#i will grant you the ‘finding shanks to share the good news’ thing #that… sure is a decision you made there mihawk. seeking out (and sharing a drink with) an emperor of the sea. given your own warlord status #& hey mihawk how’d you know where shanks was anyway…? #tldr i continue to not ship it but the dykealloy shitpost about shanks’ several evil exes isn’t *wrong* #asked and answered #one piece #mishanks #begging y’all to let me return to my clownposting in peace #(though i do have one other mihawk q i’m giving a proper answer to… any after that i think i’m just gonna delete. i’m tired.) #*that straw hat #*mihawk’s backstory #*mihawk & shanks

[icewindandboringhorror]

sneepy cozy....

#cats #(medical stuff mention for tags) #poasting confortable image of boye for peace and serenity and such forthe #I have little weird episodes sometimes where I get shaky (but like violently like 'would spill a drink if you were holding it beacuse #your hands are moving so much' type shaky) and weird and sick feeling but usually it passes in an hour or less. but last night I just #literally couldnt sleep I was shaking so much and my heartrate was up a ton and wouldn't go down even after like 6 hours plus super nausea #so I went to the hospital and now shall wear a heart monitor for a week. which hopefully it's just some weird drastic low blood sugar #event or something and there's nothing actually going on. ekg + ct scan for blod clots + virus panel + almost all of the blood work seems #normal so... aa....... #Though me being so privacy focused hrggh... I basically have a constantly bluetooth connected device around me #since the monitor comes with a cell phone that is constantly transmitting data to the place. which they said they'll call you #if they see anything weird which is also scary. random phone calls... but definitely better than letting an issue go unadressed lol #the phone is also not meant to be more than 10 feet away from the monitor at any time so I put on this old tactical fishing #vest thing thats like navy green with 100 pockets and im just using one of the giant pocketson the side as a phone holder #my enormous silly vest just to keep one little phone #ANYWAY... because I got up early the morning before and didn't sleep at all and spent nearly all day in waiting rooms and such #I have been awake for like 32 hours striaght. which I'm sure also does not help with an elevated heartrate lol #feeling shrimp emotions or whatever people talk about unlocking at a certain level of stress and sleep deprivation #and also no food or water. after a while they brought me like 3 saltines and some ice water but I basically also haven't eaten since 3am #last night and it's 2pm now.. #thus............ bapy............. baby boye....... he will help ease all ailments with his baby powers... #And no I dont drink energy drinks or anything with caffiene really I'm afraid of all substances on the planet essentially #My body just likes to become shaky and weird randomly even when I'm not conciously anxious about anything/have had no caffiene/etc #and I guess I'm always more nervous about getting anything heart related checked out because of my arm/shoulder/chest area injury stuff #... i literally have constant chest pain all the time. it moves around but i nearly always have some sort of pain or pressure in my chest #so when people are like 'oh well a little weird heartrate is fine but watch out if you have pain!' it's like... i always do lol.. how am I #supposed to tell the Bad Pain apart from the Always Pain when the descriptions of Bad Pain are very very similar #AAAANYway.... hrghh... i wanted to be very productive and finally post drafts and wrok on things today. but alas.. #I can at least post small image of soft boye.. though he recently got into stuff in the bathroom whilst left #alone and knocked things into the toilet.. So perhaps not an innocent and NICE boy.. but still.. a soft one .. beautfile....

[thegirlwholivesin-delusion]

ugh just my luck to fall sick during the last exam (which is maths btw)

So I cannot study properly nor can I (if my sickness persists) have fun after exams end.

#Also I hate being sick #Worst thing ever #My skin becomes so sensitive to everything that if my legs are touching anything it starts to feel weird and extremely uncomfy #Oh well #Atleast I don't have fever yet #Could be worse #Not q #Personal #Also it's so fucking cold like ughh I hate winters but now I'm cold in summer too? #Not only cold tho #Randomly it gets soo hot (especially after I drink boiled water/eat something hot [obviously]) #But I hate it #Let me enjoy summer/spring in peace

[twilightarcade]

man .

#wordstag #uur not going to believe this but that appointment we scheduled? Yeah it's still happening. What the hell.. #I think . They should cancel all appointments forever for me. Because I've been sooooo good like #drinking water. Eating food. The works. Come on now #lil ol me? Going to the doctor? Laughable. We all know that I'm perfectly healthy #I wake up in da morning eat food brush my teeth do fuckall eat lunch do fuckall eat dinner shower then go to sleep. For 10 hours !!! #you can trrust me bro #8 glasses of water. Every day. Yeah I know I'm good; aren't I? #I tthink I need to get my blood drawn too because that was supposed to happen like a year ago 🩸🩸🩸🩸 good thing nothing bad happened #cod it's not even the like. Hey don't eat anything or whatever part . It's just the fact that I have to go. I think they should just #let me ship my blood over. In a neat little vial. I can trust ups with this task #that said we're gonna have to be on our best behavior o7 I'm gonna sleep so good that the doctor will get jealous. #they'll walk in and go wow! That's the face of the most well rested [X] year old I've ever met! I'm proud of you #and we'll pass alllllll the test. Every single onnathem. #we're going to pass with flying colors. And they'll even give me a sticker. That's how good I'll do. #I love trips to da . Dockter. Dockters love me also. Peace and love on planet earth. #doctors office is so fun !

[celibate-batjokes-mpreg-yaoi-911]

ive been suffering gastrointestinally

#its my new meds i think but it was better at home bc i could suffer on the toilet in peace. fsr away from people #and i also ate more #now the toilet is literally just next to our room and the toilet is right next to my roommates bed just 1 wall between them #She would hear EVERYTHING #im sorry for being tmi but i cannot even comfortably let out..gas. in the mf toilet #i habe to be very very silent all the time and its driving me crazy #im like sweating there tryjng to push the shit out and i can make no sounds!!!!!! #i cant even use my full strength like this. #ans its been bothering me so so so so much.... #and ofc this mf is a humanities major and has no damn classes and doesnt go anywhere #ANYWHERE #i HAVE NO ALONE TIME TO COPE WITH MY CONSTIPATION #im . im genuinely feeling so hopeless. i should eat more food maybe to get the stuff inside moving or get an energy drink but then i #spend money on food and i hate spending money on food #it genuinely makes me sick that i have to waste money on food. in this economy

[imamastermind-nowurmine]

Why when you tell someone you don’t drink they immediately go into over explaining why they drink

#like congratulations #now let me enjoy my nojito in peace #I have no problem with people drinking #I just don’t like it #and addiction runs in my family #one time someone made a joke about me being pregnant #and I responded loudly no I just come from a long line of alcoholics #like leave me alone #if someone makes you uncomfortable with their question #make them uncomfortable with your answer

[theoriginaleurotrashbitch]

i wish i did not know the ache of love.

in my youth i heard rumours, stories, women driven to flame, men transforming into ice. but i still yearned for it. maybe it was because i wanted to be electrified by passion, maybe i wanted to be seen by the gaze of death. maybe i simply feared that a lack of love would hurt more than its presence.

that much is true, at least. for i have felt love, it has coursed through my veins and it burns. i nourish the emptiness inside my soul every day he is gone. there is a cavity in my heart, one only he could fill, so it shall remain hollow. but without that pain, he would become a mere memory, diluting into nothing more than air and bones. food for the vultures.

even then, i wish i did not need to know the ache of love.

михаиле, мій лю́бий, поверта́йся, до мені́. пий мої́ сльо́зи, коли́ бу́ду пи́ти ва́ші, і трима́й ме̏не в ва́ших рука́х, коли́ бу́ду трима́ти тебе́ в мої́х. якось, бу́демо спокі́йний ра́зом

#rtc #ride the cyclone #talia rtc #mischa bachinski #talischa rtc #rtc rp #the ukrainian is: 'mischa my darling come back to me. drink my tears as i will drink yours and hold me in your arms as i will hold you in #mine. one day we will be peaceful together' #okay so i used wiktionary and google translate for the ukrainian as well as trying to use other resources #i don't have the best grasp on how ukrainian sentences should be structured either so please let me know if i've made an error!! #i had to use a russian source for the cyrillic version of mischa's name #but all those letters are in both alphabets so i assumed it would be fine #and i added the -e for the vocative #but i didn't do that for 'my darling' bc wiktionary told me i didn't need to #also #can i just mention the audacity of google translate #because when i typed in 'my darling' it gave me the feminine version of the word #rather than fem and masc options (bc gendered language) #fortunately wiktionary clarified #but like #we as a society should be able to call men by sweet dramatic names fuck you #i really give talia a lot of imperatives huh #it's okay i love that for her #and then 'my tears' are accusative but ukrainian has both animate and inanimate accusatives which i personally am not familiar with #so i went with inanimate accusative 'my' because i didn't put a participle #i should really just learn ukrainian on fucking duolingo shouldn't i #for 'hold me in your arms' i used the locative bc of *in* #i've studied latin (why i use wiktionary) which has just the ablative rather than separated into loc. and instrumental #for hold i used the ukrainian wiktionary #but it was unclear as to whether a) it was russian or ukrainian and b) if i used the first person future or the infinitive

[butwilltherebealcohol]

“vOluMe sHouLd bE TurNeD dOwN bAseD oN yOuR hEaDpHonE uSagE oVeR tHE lAst-” shhhhh shut up shut the fuck up shhhut up

#iphone #idk how to tag this #iphone warning lol #lol pls #just let me destroy my already damaged ear drums in peace #The Thoughts are loud ok i need the music to be LOUDER #let me live #music #loud music #its all i have pls for the love of god #i need better ones tbh but im broke #tipsy thoughts #tw drinking

[keirametzbrassknuckles]

Idk why other people's assumptions about me bother me so much? But also I contain multitudes actually

#i get it im little and i wear long coats and berets and heeled boots and turtlenecks like some kind of soft cutsey creature #and im image obsessed and aspire to a certain type of look to gain entree in the places i want to be in my career #but i also like my music really really heavy and im tired of people giving me the side eye about it #got asked if i was lost like... no im not fucking lost #sorry i didnt have time to go home and change between fucking class and the gig #let a bitch drink her beer in peace #i know more than you

[selvepnea]

Been playing Vampyr lately (not a recommendation)

#Sel talks #I wouldn't call it good per-say. But I am having fun #Love picking apart the options it gives for the main character #“None of these options are good/what I want him to say; but I can see where he's coming from” #Love picking apart the moral quandries of vampires instead of my own 👍 #I have Chosen Wrong when dealing with the pillars in the surrounding communities and are essentially dead. #This makes it difficult to keep said communities “healthy” and more likely that they'll “fall” #Which made it tempting to make it fall and get the exp from it (which I wouldn't get if I let it fall) #But! I am trying my best to keep them afloat by being a little erand boy and running headache and cold medicine around #Which is tedious!! #The map is too big and there are so many goonies running around trying to kill me #But I am trying! #Really mad about the second pillar tho; probably going into spoilers for a 5 y/o game #Like I didn't really understand the implications for my choice on the first pillar; but I was so sure about Sean! #Like he found solice in what he'd become; why should I be policing his choices when I was just as destructive if not more so? #I had no clue about how long he'd been turned! It seemed like he may have helped organize the skals in the sewers?? #Which couldn't have been done in a single night #Was I so wrong to believe him when he'd say he'd only eat the flesh of corpses (especially when they're in the middle of a pandemic??) #So mad #Why should I have made the decision to turn him into something else without his consent #This game is sending a lot of mixed signals #Oh! Skals are monstrous and crazy!! They are attacking you!! #Haha jk! Turns out they can be peaceful <3 #Looks like ur friend turned into one :0 are you going to trust him?? #Oh no!! He wasn't trustworthy!! Now he's turned 3 citizens :( #The framing is. Not The Best #To be clear! I am not recommending this! #I am having fun twisting it in a way it probably shouldn't be played that is probably only fun to me #Running the tedious hard mode by completing citizen quests; running around w drugs; not using ranged attacks; and not drinking any blood 👍 #It's getting to the point where it feels like the gap of “level I'm supposed to be” and my actual level is getting to be more of a problem

[dxsertrot]

Actually everything has been too complicated and now that the sun is out I've decided that everything is actually easier than I thought and nothing has to hurt me unless I let it

#drinking coffee and smoking in the sun after a decent day of work #i got to work ot this weekend and do a tough job and the day after i hiked w my mom and ran along the beach w the dog #the longer i keep myself away from the narrative the more further removed and at peace i feel #although sometimes its somewhat distrupted when i see them but i reel it back in real quick #it just feels good to know that i dont have to let anyone in and that i have my people and thats all i need #im goung to carry myself the rest of the way through like i always have #and i dont need anyone elses validation #things will come to me when im ready and its right #if i dont want someone to hurt me then i simply dont have to allow them to hurt me #and if i hurt them then oh well. i need to protect my peace and my self esteem #i have things that i would like to work out but i need to accept that everything i want to have happen i cant make happen #ive been through too much and worked too hard and loved too hard and learned too much to let things like this touch me anymore #my self perception cannot hinge on anyone anymore because only i know what ive done and seen and felt and thought in every momemt of my lif #and how i look is not a solid descripter of all the aspects of me #it is not the bulk of my humanity it is hardly a grain of sand #im not angry or sad im just indifferent and ready for something better and healthier and more secure #and the things and people that i can have by relying on my looks do not hold much value anyways #besides. i am pretty. and im healthy and im good w my money and i laugh w my belly and i know a fuck of a lot more than i ever thought #and ive done more than i ever anticipated #i have a lot of things to be so okay with that i shouldnt even have to think about it #and the fact that i ever do is a luxary not given to the bulk of humanity #ive had the privledge to love many times and learn the lessons that accompany losing #and the privilege to make my own decisions and have my own priorities #i have the time and money to worry about frivolous things just like ive had the same to experience some really cool things #i am full of energy and opportunity and love and i get to decide when and where i want to direct that #if i direct it in a place that leave me feeling sad and empty and confused i can put my focus elsewhere unless i deem it worthy enough to #work at #and when ive poured too much in and got too little back ill know to reframe things #its not that complicated and its not that messy #it just is whatever i make it out to be and im tired of making everything out to be more and allow it to define me

[yuugami-tan]

why must my stomach hate me

#i just want to have some cold water before bed. but alas i am afflicted with stomach cramps x10000000000 #LET ME HAVE MY REFRESHING NIGHTTIME DRINK IN PEACE ‼️‼️‼️

[idontseatheporpoise]

Me: so anyway, you left and I was taking a nappy

Partner: oh yeah? A nappy?

Me: you’re missing the point of my little snooze being the source of my headache

#I take a nappy and drink my water and have a headache #let me be annoying in peace

[chuluoyi]

jealousy, jealousy...

- nanami kento x reader

your husband seems to be immune to jealousy, and you've pretty much convinced yourself that he just doesn't have it in him... or does he?

genre/warnings: crack, fluff, jealous!nanami (he is in denial), implied suggestive content, mentions of pregnancy, gojo cameo (i just can't pass up the chance of him annoying the heck out of nanami ahaha)

note: based on this ask, this is a little continuation to the secret wife! and this is in the same universe as love entries so gojo is married to the love entries reader! :)

series masterlist | oneshot masterlist

By all means, Nanami Kento is not a jealous man.

He knows his worth. And he knows you. Out of all people, you wouldn't try anything with anyone.

Even more so with Ino. He knows him too, and there is just no way.

So... he really shouldn't get riled up, especially when it was his shitty senior who tried to set him on fire—

"It's still beyond me, how you managed to bag her," Gojo remarked with a bark of snort. Both of them shared the same table in this high-end bar, an afterparty for the school's graduation, but Nanami was seriously considering to move after Yaga left earlier until this clown came. "And keep her a secret too. I mean, that's so foul! If I were your wife, I'd divorce you on the spot."

Nanami threw him a pointed look. "The feeling is mutual. I feel bad for her for putting up with you too. And please don't be gross and say things like you being my wife. It's appalling."

Gojo's wife being his close friend and former classmate was what foul, Nanami thought. Sure, he would acknowledge Gojo's relentless efforts, but still, anyone willing to be this shameless paintbrush's wife must lead a really daring life.

The strongest sorcerer rolled his eyes. "Nah, I'll have you know that my married life is full of bliss. I have a proof, look at my—"

"If you want to show me hickeys, I'll seriously report you for harassing me."

And to that, Gojo merely whined and pursed his lips, and Nanami finally had some peace. He really entertained the thought of going back, because Gojo wasn't exactly a fun company, and this was getting late, until…

"Hey, Ino—the one who always follows you around," Gojo suddenly said. "Whoa, you're letting him close to your wife too, huh?"

Nanami whipped his head to where you were, and true to what Gojo said, you were indeed there, talking animatedly to his junior.

You were all smiles, and Ino was every bit as excited as you were. There was nothing remotely wrong with how you were conversing. You two looked like a pair of really, really good friends.

Ever since word of your marriage got out and became common knowledge, you've been receiving the kind of attention that Nanami wasn't sure he preferred. While he hadn't intended to keep it a secret, he certainly felt that a more private life was preferable.

But the thing was… weren't you too close with him? If it were up to him, Ino could've had at least two steps back. What were you discussing anyway?

"You're a lax husband, Nanamin, heh," Gojo whistled, totally grinning because he won this fight. "I know you probably think it's harmless, but a puppy is still a dog, you know~"

A puppy... is what?

That night, that phrase was what going through in his mind over and over as he chugged down his drinks.

No way, no way... It must have been because he had too much to drink. He couldn't possibly!

The next time he felt that unpleasant feeling, it was on one night, at the comfort of your home.

Both of you had just finished watching a movie, still lounging on the sofa. You were blissfully humming, texting away on your phone at—Nanami looked at the clock—11 p.m.

Now, now, he wasn't one who would be checking your phone or such, but he couldn't deny the curiosity within him, because you weren't usually texting anyone this late at night.

"Hehe~" suddenly, you giggled and Nanami glanced at you in wonder. You seemed to be having fun.

Who... are you texting?

Despite telling himself he wouldn't meddle in your affairs, he gruffly cleared his throat. "Dear, it's late."

"Oh?" you whipped your head to him. "Oh, yeah..."

You were genuinely confused, your husband was folding his face as if he was sour of something. "Kento? What's wrong?"

But suddenly, his face lit up into a smile, kind of forced though. "Ah, nothing..." And suddenly he lifted you up from the sofa, making you almost yelp as you dropped your phone and wrapped your arms around his neck. "Time for bed."

However, what you didn't realize was that your phone's screen lit up just as the sender replied to your message, and Nanami caught a glimpse of it.

Ino.

A puppy is still a dog, you know~

The heck?

"Kento?" you asked again, and he immediately turned to you, unable to read the message. Still, his mind was reeling in many ways, and when he looked into your innocent, round eyes, suddenly he clicked his tongue, eyes slitting in dissatisfaction.

"Time for bed, dear."

Long story short, that night, your husband was somehow a little more aggressive than usual... even as he fondled you ever so softly at the end.

The third time, Nanami had enough.

He had just finished a mission when he got that call from Ino, informing him that you were at a clinic after nearly passing out.

Out of anyone else... how could you not call him first?!

He may be vexed, but worry was what clouded his mind the most. You were almost five months pregnant now, and to have this happening to you—

He walked in to find you lying on the small bed, your eyes lighting up when you saw him. "Kento..."

"What happened to you? Why didn't you call me?" his voice was rough, and your smile fell. You felt him gripping your hand tightly. "How can you—"

Ino, sensing his apprehension, suddenly intervened, "Uh, Nanami-san, it's not—"

Nanami turned to him sharply, causing him to gulp.

"We were... in a bakery when Y/N-san suddenly felt faint," the younger man explained. "Please don't be too hard on her."

"And why are you with my wife in broad daylight?"

"Kento, it's not what it looks like!" you squeezed his hand urgently. "We were just... trying to find a cake, you know..."

"...what?"

And that day, everything Nanami thought he knew was turned on its axis. Perhaps, if he wasn't thinking too much—if Gojo's words hadn't taken his mind, he wouldn't jump into conclusions this easily.

Your first wedding anniversary was just in a couple of weeks, and you had enlisted in Ino's help to find this one bakery that he swore sold only the best goods. Your texts to each other were solely about that—nothing more, nothing less.

"Aww, Kento~" you cooed as Nanami helped you into your shared bed once you got back home. "You got jealous, it's cute, and I'm happy~"

He huffed. "I was not jealous."

"Ehh, didn't look like that to me though~"

"Listen," he said, taking hold of your shoulders once he had seated you on the bed, looking straight into your eyes. "From now on, whatever you do... you have to contact me first, alright?"

"Oh—?"

"When you need something, when you don't feel well, when you feel like you might be in some kind of danger..." his tone was serious, emphasizing each word. "You have to reach out to me first. You don't go to Ino, Gojo, or anyone else—me. You go to me. I'm your husband, and I intend to fulfill that role well for you."

And he placed a hand on your tummy, gently caressing it. "And of course the father role for the baby too."

You clamped up, totally speechless. This unexpected development made your heart soar with a heap of giddiness.

"Yes!" Your smile was so wide and radiant that Nanami was sure he had started to blush too. Then you flung yourself at him, wrapping your arms around his neck in a hug. "And you know... you're already the best husband and soon-to-be father ever! So you don't have anything to worry about, okay?"

Ah, how nice. Nanami chuckled as he placed his hand on the small of your back.

"Mhm, and from now on, I'll take charge of our anniversary. You only have to take it easy, alright?"

And when you giggled, he thought having you in his embrace like this was enough to satisfy him—after all, he was a simple man.

Epilogue

"I know even Nanami gets jealous! Heh, heh, heh~"

Gojo laughed crisply, and Shoko snorted as they listened to Ino recount the story, with the latter scratching his head uncomfortably.

"I really didn't mean anything, and now I feel kinda bad," the younger man said, his head dropping. "Nanami-san seemed upset too..."

"Not many things can get under his skin," Shoko remarked. "I really thought he'd be more rational, but having an expecting wife must've taken quite a toll on him too."

"Nah, don't find more excuses, Shoko! Now is time to pay up~!"

As Shoko grumbled and Ino was lost in his own thoughts, a loud cough suddenly echoed behind them.

"Gojo-san... Ieiri-san..." Nanami leveled his unamused gaze on them, his glasses glinting in the light, causing the two gulp. "What are you two doing?"

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[libbyfandom]

Drunk Modern!Mizu with a Breeding Kink

(((Yup. I don't know what to title this short fic other than that. I let the demons win.)))

(((This turned out to have a bit of spice, a bit of fluff, a bit of my sense of humor. I will say it doesn't get smutty smutty but Mizu sure has a mouth on her. And she's determined.)))

You’re shooing Taigen and Akemi out of your apartment with a tipsy giggle at 2 am. Akemi turns and squeezes you in a warm hug. “Good night, doll! See you later!”

Taigen flashes you a peace sign before Akemi leads him, swaying and all, toward their Uber to take them away.

You watch them climb inside the car before closing the door and locking up for the night. You head into the kitchen, picking up the last of the beer bottles and tossing them in the trash.

You head into the living room where you last left Mizu, only to find her sprawled out on the floor with an arm thrown across her eyes. There’s a pink flush across the middle of her face.

“Too much whiskey, sweetheart?” you chuckle as you approach her.

“Fucking Taigen,” she mumbled, trying to angrily growl but it just sounds slurred and tired. “Fucking…drinking contest.”

You crawl over her, sitting on her hips. You do have to move carefully though, you’re just a wee bit unsteady from the amount of alcohol in your own system. “You could’ve just said no,” you hum.

Mizu remains silent. She’s probably telling herself she won’t grace your soft snark with an answer, but it’s actually cause she really doesn’t have a comeback for that.

Her arm lifts slightly higher, and she squints down at you. Her eyes drift to where you’re sitting atop her hips. Her legs shift under you.

She’s… really staring intensely at how you’re sitting on her.

You start to lift yourself up on your knees. “You good? Does it hurt?”

Mizu frowns as your weight leaves her. “No,” she says, and grabs your hips to pull you back down. “...It’s nothing.”

But you know that look. She gets it every time Taigen got under her skin about something.

“Nothing? Like a “just thinking” nothing or a “Taigen pissed in your metaphorical thinking cereal” nothing?”

Mizu’s nose scrunches up in disgust. “What?”

You press your hands to Mizu’s chest, bouncing a little for emphasis. “What. Did. He. Saaaaay?”

Your tone and actions were meant to be lighthearted, but something flashes in Mizu’s eyes when you bounce yourself on her hips. Her eyes flash back down to where you’re sitting. Her hands instinctively grab your hips to still your movement. The pink flush across her cheeks and nose seem to darken. “Fuck,” slips out from between her lips. She shakes her head. “S’ just being stupid and gross.”

You noted that little change in her voice. “Like what?”

Her thumbs run over the jut of your hips. “Some girl he hooked up with. Talking about how she had an IUD and let him cum inside.”

You sigh, “Jesus Christ, of course.”

“He’s gross.”

She keeps shifting her hips under you. “Are you sure you don’t need me to get up-?” You start lifting yourself again.

“Stop moving,” she says, and the flush on her cheeks doesn’t die down. She tries to look annoyed, but you can tell the minuscule differences in her expressions. That’s a pout more than a scowl.

You laugh breathlessly. “What’s got you so worked up?” You tap her totally not pouting lip.

She grunts, grumbling a little as her hands massage where they’re gripping your hips.

“Don’t be all huffy with me. Tell me,” you coax with a grin, your own tipsy flush complimenting your wide smile.

She rolls her head back against the carpet and is silent for a minute.

The amount of whiskey currently killing her liver is the only reason her inhibitions are loose enough to say it.

She mumbles something.

“Mizu-“

“I wanna do that.”

Your eyebrows raise into your hairline, lips parting with surprise. You need to clarify just in case you're misunderstanding. “You want to-?”

“I want to cum inside you.”

The raspiness of her voice is even grittier from the whiskey.

Holy shit.

Her irises are darker than normal, the bright blue having more the tint of stormy waters.

And whether it’s the liquid courage or Mizu’s determination to barrel through things to push through her fears, she keeps going.

Her hands are heavy as the slide up your sides. “I want to have something that I can slip inside you-“

Your heart is pounding harder in your chest from her words, her actions, the heat of her frustrated gaze. “You have several strap ons-“ you joke, but your voice is weak and airy.

“I want to feel you from the inside.” She makes a frustrated grunt, “I don’t want plastic. I want to feel you wrapped around something other than my fingers. I want to stretch you out-“

Her palms dig into your stomach. Her blue eyes flick up and meet yours, and you almost fall back away from her with how much unfiltered desire is in them. Her own breath is shallow, you can see how silently but rapidly her chest is rising and falling.

“I want there to be risk that I forget to pull out.”

Holy shIT-

“Mizu-MIZU-!”

Her hips bucked, throwing you higher up her waist with her strength. Your hands fly out to catch yourself, and your fingers hit her shoulders as she’s suddenly sitting up, face inches from yours. She’s supporting your weight in this position, hands and feet flat on the floor as you’re the unsteady one in so many ways. She looks irritated, like when she can’t bend something to her will no matter how much work she pours into it. But she also looks slightly mournful. Genuinely upset.

And very, VERY drunk.

She looks up at you with furrowed eyebrows. “I wanna see it dripping out.”

You gasp loudly as her teeth snap into your neck. It’s not a love bite, it’s possessive. It’s stinging.

But Mizu, being the complex and non one-note person she is, does let go and licks at the reddened skin in apology. “I want to leave myself behind. Inside you.” She nuzzles her nose below your ear, huffing.

Your brain is just on lag, taking several moments to catch up with each of her revealed desires. “And…” you swallow the saliva pooling in your mouth. “And if you got me knocked up on accident?”

Her arms squeeze tightly around you, burying her face in your shoulder. She’s silent for a heart pounding moment, you can actually FEEL her heart pounding with yours.

Her lips drag along the skin behind your ear. Her voice is low, dark. “Wouldn’t be an accident.”

Someone needs to take whiskey away from this woman. Or give it to her more. You’ll decide if you survive this encounter.

“Mizu-“ you don’t even know how to finish that sentence. You’re just… you don’t even know. You think you hear a faint ringing in your ears.

Her left hand dig into your side, gripping the fabric of your shirt. “Would you keep it?” she asks so softly.

“I-“ your brain is still on that fucking LAG.

Her breathing is slow, shuddering against your ear. “I wouldn’t make you, if you didn’t want to-“ she sounds so pained to say it your heart squeezes. You actually forget for a moment that that’s never gonna be an issue for you two.

Her grip on your shirt relaxes, before curling the fabric between her fingers tighter, clinging to you. “I’d just… beg for you to think about it,” she makes a wounded sound.

You swallow again, throat clicking. You’re becoming aware of a heat low in your abdomen growing warmer and warmer.

She holds you tighter against her, and her hips start rhythmically rolling up against yours like she’s mimicking how far she’d push inside to get what she wants. She’d work so hard for it, putting in all her time and energy and her unwavering determination-

“It’s selfish,” she’s murmuring against your skin, warm lips having traveling down to your neck. “But I’m selfish. I want it. I want it so much. I want to know there’s a little us-“ one hand goes between your bodies, fingertips pressed up under your naval like she’s obsessed. Her voice is strained. “I want to know it’s inside you. They’re inside you. I want to know they’re safe and warm. You’d keep them so warm. You’re always warm-“

You have never, in your life, ever heard Mizu babbling like this.

SHE’S STILL ROLLING HER HIPS UNDER YOU.

You finally grab her face with both hands in a rare moment of clarity to still her, forcing her head up to look at you in this haze of body heat radiating from her, from you, radiating everywhere between your bodies.

“Baby.”

Her head lolls back, looking up at you and oh my god. She is just gone. Her red cheek flush has spread to her whole face. Her lips are wet and parted, breath now audibly heavy. Her eyes, her eyes, her gorgeous blue eyes are now a storm. A dark, hot storm.

“Let me put a baby in you, dove,” her voice is strangled, slurred worse than you’ve ever heard as her half lidded eyes gaze at you.

Jesus, she’s bringing out the rare pet nickname she’s so desperate.

And just when you think Mizu is done shocking your system with this new side of her, her expression crumbles into the saddest thing you’ve ever seen.

“Please?”

She’s pleading.

What the fuck was in her whiskey?!

“I’ll-I’ll take care of the two of you. Keep you safe. Just let me- just let me-“ she lifts her hips up under you again, as if trying to tempt you into it. She hiccups. “Just spread your legs and I’ll do all the work.”

With strength she should not have while she’s absolutely smashed, she lunges forward, shoving you to the carpet with your legs spread around her waist. Her hot breath fans over your face, tinted with whiskey. She wets her lips. “Have my baby. Say yes.” Her hips press down into yours again. She whispers your name.

You’re tempted to say yes, despite still being sober enough to remember the logistics of this. She makes a very persuasive case. And it’s not just cause she’s grinding into you like she’s warming up to do it.

"Say yes..."

Click!

You both slowly look up (you more tilting your head back) as the front door opens and Mizu’s roommate Ringo comes in. He freezes in the doorway, seeing Mizu crouched over you in a very interesting position with your legs still spread by her thighs.

She scowls at him. “You said you weren’t coming back tonight!” She sways over you.

Ringo blinks. “Mom has Bingo in the morning,” he says innocently. “… did something happen?”

“She’s pregnant,” Mizu hiccups, before passing out atop you without warning, shoving a strangled noise out of your chest as you yell for Ringo’s help.

“Oh? Congratulations!”

“….Wait…?”

“RINGO HELP!”

In the morning, Mizu drags herself into the living room looking like she was just brought back from the dead, face drained of color and eyes squinting at the light behind her tinted glasses.

“Hi baby,” you greet her softly, cautiously as you watch her head to the kitchen, aiming for the coffee pot.

“Hi,” she groans. “I’m never fucking doing a drinking contest with that bastard again.”

You nod, “That sounds good."

You pause, "Do you remember anything from last night?”

She shrugs as she passes you. “Barely.” She disappears into the kitchen.

“Oh,” you turn toward her retreating back, propping your chin in your hand as you lean against the back of the couch. You wait until she’s out of sight to oh so innocent call out “I wanted to ask about how you were begging to impregnate me.”

Several loud crashes in the kitchen.

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