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#ch: nanami kento
mossmurdock · 8 months
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thinking about nanami in casual clothes very heavily right now. a sweater and sweats that hang off him cause they're actually one size too large. you had overshot in the sizing when you bought them for him, but now it doesn't feel so much like a mistake, they suit him too well.
at first, he doesn't seem to catch on to why you become so attached to him when he's dressed more comfortably. doesn't see any sort of attraction in his hair being so tousled, the appeal of him stretching while in a loose shirt, or the charm of him still blinking sleep away as he brushes his teeth. you assure him that you still love him put together, but there's just something about him letting loose around you that makes you happy.
he lets you undress him when he gets home sometimes, a routine you eased him into slowly. when you first moved in it pained you to still see him in his suit or tie despite him having been home for some time. when things were worse, you would find him in the living room the next morning splayed on the couch and with hardly any time to take off his shoes.
your plan started slow, catching him at the door and loosening his tie as soon as you greeted him, trapping him at the entrance with conversation and enough affection to have him slightly spinning. it would at least get his coat off. other articles were slightly more difficult, but not impossible. his dress shirt often comes next, when he grows tired of your fleeting affection and finally catches you in a deeper kiss; your hands wander casually, leaving the nape of his neck and planting themselves on his hips. he lets you untuck his shirt with ease, too immersed in making sure you knew and felt how much he missed you.
when the two of you break away, he always looks much softer than when he walked in.
"let's take this off?" you offer, tugging at the hem of his shirt and guiding him toward the room. "i want you to be comfortable."
and he'll gruff and mutter and act releuctant, but follow nonetheless. he can't find himself denying anything when around you. "i'm well aware," he'll reply through a chuckle.
he chooses your favourites without being asked, sometimes will even pick based on what you're already wearing so that the two of you match. he knows it makes you happy, your smile wide when he comes to join you on the couch. the two of you might read separately or while the other watches something on the television. it didn't matter, as long as the both of you are tangled together and you can feel the sigh of relief that escapes his chest when he feels the weight of your head rest on his shoulder.
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sugaaz · 1 year
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NANAMI KENTO 
Happy Birthday Gabi @nanamikeento​​ ❣️
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levithestripper · 3 months
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can someone explain the nanami obsession please
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semi-blogz · 1 month
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𝐉𝐉𝐊 𝐌𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐩𝐢𝐜 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ➪
Warnings:SUGGESTIVE IF YOU ARE NOT 17+ DONT READ THIS
This is a fem reader
Includes:Gojo,Nanami,Toji,Choso,Geto,Sukuna
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waterinz · 22 days
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☆⋆。𖦹°‧★˚˖𓍢ִִ໋🌊🦈˚˖𓍢ִ✧˚.‧₊˚🖇️✩ ₊˚🎧⊹♡ ☆⋆。
jjk men and their fav position
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parings: s. gojo, s. geto, k. nanami, k. choso, f. toji, r sukuna.
warnings: smut, named positions, choking (sukuna), dacryphilia (toji and sukuna), pet names, praising (nanami, geto, gojo choso).
A/N: someone request something, PLEASE 🙏🙏
☆⋆。𖦹°‧★˚˖𓍢ִִ໋🌊🦈˚˖𓍢ִ✧˚.‧₊˚🖇️✩ ₊˚🎧⊹♡ ☆⋆。
Satoru Gojo: 100% mating press
His sinister grin was the only thing apart of your blurred vision, the position, the friction, the pace, it would’ve been damn near impossible to not fall in love with the way he fucked you, if y’all hadn’t already been dating. The amount of will he has over your body is crazy in that position, him being vocal as hell doesn’t help but god… it’s hot as fuck, him moaning whimpering or saying some vile shit in your ears like “fuck-.. if she doesn’t stop sucking me in like this, i might come a-already.”, “such a good girl” and other dirty things…
Suguru Geto: Spooning
As someone that’s always tired, this is perfect for him. Just being able to slide it in as y’all are laying down is the most ideal thing for him. Geto is a simple man that takes sex as a way to relax, relieve stress and relax the tension in your muscles.. but even with all those benefits and a girlfriend that he nicknamed “Jack-rabbit” simply because she couldn’t go a week without some kind of fucking. But one day he wanted to try something different. He laid on his side, you infront of him, grinding on you. This position gave him free access of your ass, tits, neck, and pretty much the rest of your body too.
Kento Nanami: Cowgirl/ Reverse Cowgirl
Now we know this old man is OLD fashioned as hell, probably alive during the BC and CE era, but one thing about him was.. he loved to fuck aswell. He loved the sight of his dick sliding in and out of that cunt while also seeing that white ring of cum being formed.
Kamo Choso: 69
He def seems like the type to not want to take control or advantage of you but still wanting a way to please you, so if there’s a way he can be pleased, AND please you? He’s down for it. Choso is probably really skilled at eating the box :3. Kissin it, small soft bites, licking anything that leaks out. :3
Toji Fushiguro: Full Nelson (especially infront of a mirror.)
Toji seems like the type to manhandle you. Folding and contorting your body past it’s limits, fucking you in unspeakable positions you can hardly manage. That shit eating grin, visibly displayed in the mirror. Choking you too, I mean it’s easy access. He manhandles you to your wits end and at this point, its painful as fuck, but hot ad fuck too. And your tears visible in the mirror too makes it so much better, well atleast to him…
Sukuna Ryomen: Missonary
Now sukuna doesn’t have a favorite position, he thinks every position that allows him to restrain you is perfect. But if he had to pick just ONE, it’d be missionary. Just being able to watch your face contort into expressions is literally heaven to him, and do not get me starteddddd on if he was in the big boy form. Easy access kissing, being able to fully restrain you under his touch and weight. His smirk that is displayed on his face could make you tremble just at the sight. And your tears visible? Yeah he would go all outttt…
☆⋆。𖦹°‧★˚˖𓍢ִִ໋🌊🦈˚˖𓍢ִ✧˚.‧₊˚🖇️✩ ₊˚🎧⊹♡ ☆⋆。
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maeby-cursed · 5 months
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HOW I SEE THE JJK MEN !
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Kento Nanami is…
A slow dance on a quiet morning, hands touching hands to the melody of a jazz tune playing in another room.
He’s the warmth of freshly made patisseries and tuscan golds used as bookmarks. He’s soft stolen glances and confessions pressed to your temple. He’s coming home to a lit chimney and corduroy jackets. He’s freckled shoulders and the sigh after being enveloped into a hug. He’s falling asleep on the sofa and going on walks to the beach and kisses that taste of butter.
♫ bewitched by laufey
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(here is satoru's version and here is suguru's version ♡)
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lolitafushiguro · 7 months
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"LONG TIME NO SEE, BEST FRIEND." PLS I CANT TAKE THIS.
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god i love him so much
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GETO BABY 😭😭😭😭
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nanami :( i feel you so much. i want to leave so bad.
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their smiles 🥹
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pls toji in the back 😭
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he's… really dead :') i dont think i can function well for a week. i am IN CRISIS 😔
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fuck you sukuna
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ezralva · 5 months
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As expected they lengthened the scene so much and so beautiful they made Nanami solo-dancing in the beach with that happy and serene smile and that fckin' Yuri on Ice bgm playing...
im not shedding tears...
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I'm just broken and tattered like this boy...
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About Jjk 236, I could be mistaken but I believe it was actually Nanami who took North.
Hear me out
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Nanami says "he was always someone who looked back at the past" choosing South means returning to your old self." But in that moment when Haibara and Yuji both came before his eyes "he found it ironic that he chose to bet on the future"
I think what he meant was when he said "with no hesitation I chose South" that was before Haibara intervened, Haibara essentially stopped Nanami from choosing that route.
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So Nanami chose to just leave the rest to Yuji, entrusting the future in the hands of the next generation in the end he had no regrets while dying.
I believe Gojo is the one who chose South in the end because choosing South meant that he would be returning to his old self, it's no coincidence that the moment he finds himself in the limbo he's suddenly a teenager again surrounded by people he cherished(besides Toji)during the 3 years of his youth, that was a time before he was established solely as the strongest sorcerer, that time he was able to form meaningful bonds with people without feeling like they were far too out of reach for him.
(Plus the title of the chapter is quite literally "heading South" )
Regardless of whether or not he will be revived in the future I think the point of the chapter was to mark the death of the strongest sorcerer because the first time Gojo died he came back as the honored one and killed Toji, the second time he was killed by Sukuna and became an ordinary person once again that's what he always wanted in the end. To be able to relate to others, probably one of the reasons why Geto meant so much to him from the glimpses we saw of kid Gojo he was a likely a lonely kid, his clan was said to treat him like a deity so he likely grew up cold and distant because that's all he ever know but when he came to jujutsu high he finally met someone who could stand a chance to be at equal calibar with him, Geto (and Shoko) didn't treated him as someone to be respected or feared they treated him like a normal person, just their friend Satoru.
He also speaks of flowers during his conversation with Geto"you can help a flower to bloom, you can admire it, but you can't expect to say " I want you to understand me" ". I think the flowers are a metaphorical way of representing the students he nurtured along the way, in their presence he doesn't feel loneliness anymore but he accepts that no matter what they were incapable of understanding how he feels, he's not even sad about that anymore he's accepted it as a universal fact, like the grass is green, and the skies are blue, no one can understand him for who he is and that's true.
He wanted someone to share that burden with, which he seeked in Geto once upon a time, then he sought the same feeling from Sukuna.
He was never able to truly escape the solitude that came with his title, hence why he always looks back at his past because that was a time where he had even a tad bit of normalcy to build relationships and relate to other people because at the end of the day all he really wanted was to be like everyone else to even some degree. He likes being the strongest but he doesn't want to be alone he wants someone, an equal to share that sentiment with.
Kashimo asks this to Sukuna in ch 237 "were you born the strongest or did you become the strongest?" I think that question highlights a lot of parallels Sukuna has with Gojo
Gojo was literally born the strongest but his journey is to become a normal human(I mean that metaphorically he is obviously a human but you know what I mean)and Sukuna's journey was that he was born an ordinary person but he rose and clawed his way to becoming the strongest.
In a way Gojo developed love, compassion and overall humanity despite his abilities transcending that of any other sorcerer's.
And Sukuna threw away everything that made him into a human, and became a cursed object.
Ofc I could be mistaken so feel free to correct me.
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mossmurdock · 8 months
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when you and kento first start dating, it takes him a bit to adjust. he isn't sure about his approach towards his affection, of how it has him hesitating; the honesty of it is burning even to him.
he’s constantly thinking of you. its in little ways, but that sort of thing adds up, sneaks up on a person when they least expect it.
how’s he meant to go about his day normally when he keeps passing a boutique with heels that would look perfect on you? another with a blouse that would flow off you like it wasn’t made for anything else. another with classic winter gloves that look fashionable but warm.
the thought of dressing you doesn’t come out of any malice. there isnt anything wrong about your choice of clothing, it matches you, even links arms with his the slightest bit. but the thought still occurs, and he still walks by those boutiques thinking about you.
eventually though, he must stop thinking. because he’s walking back home with fancy bags and placing them on his kitchen counter. he forgets that you’re waiting for him at home that day.
you’re curled on the couch with a magazine in your hands. kento doesnt catch the title before you set it down on the coffee table at the sound of him entering. you’re up and kissing his cheek before he can second guess the look of the paper mache sticking out of the delicate bags.
“welcome back.” you loosen his tie for him when you pull away, pluck his glasses off his face and set them aside for him. already he feels less tired. “how was your day?”
“shit.” he deadpans. you simply hum as a response, a little smile painted across your lips. “how was yours? any better?"
your hands are off him now, the two of you are divided by the small kitchen island. you haven’t made note of what he’s bought, either purposefully or because you feel like taking things slow this evening.
“too fast,” you sigh. “someone spilled coffee on me. it got all over my blouse.”
kento’s eyebrows peak, and you respond with a knowing pout. “the white one?” he asks.
you nod solemnly, hanging your head defeatedly. “the white one,” you confirm. your voice is whiny, frustrated at its tired core. “i had to borrow this from a coworker.”
kento hums as a sort of comfort, lays his hand over yours. oddly, this shared fatigue between the two of you makes the place feel more like a home.
“did you go shopping? the bags are beautiful.” you twirl his hand in yours so that his palm is up to the air. before you let go, you trail the creases in his skin.
“new ties?” you ask, your smile a little smug. he may or may not have splurged a few weeks back, much to your amusement and delight.
"no," he replies, only slightly exasperated with you. "they're for you."
"oh!" your hand covers your mouth but it does nothing to hide the smile on your face. "were you thinking of me?"
"yes, i was," he confesses. the blush that rushes to the tips of your ears can't be missed, and suddenly, he wonders why he had been second guessing himself in the first place.
kento nudges the bags toward you, gentle and slow. its almost like he's scared of spooking you, even though you dip your hands in with the eagerness of someone who's never been scared in their life.
"kento," your voice is shocked, anything but quiet in its appreciation. "these are lovely. i don't—to be completely honest, i'm not sure what to say."
"you don't have to. just—" he pauses. "try everything on for me."
your face brightens. its like a new light in the room, soft and warm and his. your hands leap over the counter and grab his loosened tie, tugging him toward you and pressing your lips to the corner of his mouth. he wants to say you missed, but he's gone soft with content.
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bxriles · 1 year
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Post JJK Ch 219 thoughts.
Man, I’m just bummed out because this can’t be the same story that WRECKED me in Shibuya. It can’t.
Shibuya was just so *chef’s kiss* and had me in one hell of a post story depression… but this? Shouldn’t this be some of the most exciting shit right now? Sukuna takes over Megumi, takes away Megumi’s will to fight, and the gang has to figure out how to stop everything? Should be hella exciting.
So then why am I so BORED?! I’m bored, guys. Big bored. Like I get it. Sukuna is the king of curses and bro is OP as fuck. I GET ITTTTTT. But I don’t carrreeeee because it’s BORING. Isn’t this level of OP-ness what Gege hates so much about Gojo? Didn’t Gege say or allude to Gojo being a nightmare to deal with for this story because of his power level?? Sukuna seems even worse. And Jesus. Everything I’ve seen so far, I don’t even think that Gojo Satoru could beat Sukuna. And that’s SO BORING.
I’M BORED. I went through and read my reactions again to Shibuya and Maki and I was so excited!! I wanna feel excited about this story again. Instead, I’m bored and weirded out. And I’m sorry, but why tf should I care about Tsumiki? Do I feel sad for Megumi? Of course. But her death didn’t do shit because we didn’t get any time with her. I was more sad about Haibara’s death compared to Tsumiki, and we never even actually saw Haibara outside of Nanami’s dying thoughts. Megumi has been stressed about saving Tsumiki this whole time but I felt no sense of urgency because why would I? She’s not a real character! We’ve never seen anything real out of her. She’s just ✨nice.✨
I’m bored and disappointed. I’m going to continue reading and be hopeful that Gege will return to form and pull out that Shibuya-level performance one more time for the end. But right now? I’m bored. Sukuna is a boring villain.
Kenjaku really feels like the only thing that makes this story interesting right now. Him and his wild scheming is all I care about right now.
What a shame.
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braveryhearted · 5 months
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"Next person who calls me 'Albert Wesker' is going to be cleaved".
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the-night-awaits · 1 year
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gege loves writing dilfs
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kaaiiine · 2 years
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Reading Jujutsu Kaisen rn and I'm stressed the fuck out why arethese curses so FuCkiNg sTRONG?!?
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dopepoisonivyoncrack · 8 months
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If I could recreate Nanami's favorite combini stuffed bread, how would he react? Or was it the process and little details of going to the combini to buy it, ripping the package and so that he enjoyed and not just the bread itself?
What if I cooked his favorite food? and he could trust it will always wait for him at home because I won't just disappear like a small store? What then?
What about becoming the comfort of each other in a world of building inconveniences?
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lolitafushiguro · 4 months
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im not okay
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