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#nanami but as a cat
limsketch · 5 months
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I drew a cute catnami ❤️❤️✨️✨️
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kentopedia · 3 months
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nanami kento, who hates dating, and didn’t do much of it in his early twenties. but now, he’s almost thirty, watching all the people he works with settle down, have kids, and he thinks he wants that. so he might as well try.
so satoru sets him up on a few dates — friends of friends, he calls them. and at the end of every one of the dinners, kento goes home empty, exhausted, because he knows what they want is not the same.
still; he thinks maybe he’s being a little self-destructive, maybe too picky, maybe he just got so used to being alone. with satoru’s insistence, he gives all the women another call, invites them over to his apartment.
the first time was a disaster… kento had barely set the dinner on the table before his cat had hissed at her, scratched her down the arm in a thin gash. and though it did draw blood, it was hardly enough to warrant that reaction.
he didn’t even try to stop her as she picked up her bag and left, huffing like she’d been morally offend. kento, though, could only smile to himself in amusement.
because maybe kento was a poor judge of character, a man who was secretly hoping nothing would pan out — but his cat could certainly tell the good from the bad.
it became a little game to him, after that. seeing if anyone could win his pet over, and if they could, perhaps they were the one. his darling animal was a fickle thing anyway. a bit too defensive, quick to bite anything threatening after years on the streets.
naturally, no one came back twice.
he was close to giving up, accepting his solitude because he was tired of empty conversations over dinner. but then, he ventured out over the weekend to a new coffee shop, during hours he normally didn’t spend out of his home, and met you.
though you only talked for a moment, kento felt like maybe he’d known you in a past life. a part of him thought maybe it was strange, the way he kept coming back to talk to you, catching you at the end of your shift to see if you wanted to grab a coffee sometime.
by the second date, kento started to think you could turn out to be his best friend.
by the third date, kento wondered if soulmates were real.
on the fourth date, almost two months later, an appropriate time to get to know someone when you were as reserved as kento, he invited you over for dinner. it was, perhaps, the final confirmation he needed to let himself be with you.
he let you through the door, smiling softly as you told him about the book you were reading, and hung his coat on the rack. a moment later, you stopped, distracted, hands covering your mouth in a gasp.
“kento! she’s the cutest cat i’ve ever seen, you didn’t even show me pictures!” you exclaim, and, a few feet away, crouched down. “look at her pretty eyes…”
“careful,” kento said, “she’s not very—“
but the cat approached your outstretched hand, sniffed once, before letting you scratch her under her chin, purring loud enough for kento to hear across the room.
“shes such a sweetheart, you told me she was mean!” you smiled, making a cooing noise as you threaded your fingers through her fur. “kento’s a liar, isn’t he… you’re so precious.”
a few moments later, she snapped her jaw at you in a biting motion, and you only laughed, withdrawing your hand. “alright, i get it, i won’t bother you anymore.”
though she still brushed against your legs, just as she did kento’s, and seemed to communicate some sort of message to him.
“do you want any help cooking?” you ask, tucking your hair behind your ears. “i’m a disaster in the kitchen, but—“
“sure,” kento said, his chest tightening as he blinked back at you, only in his apartment for minutes and already looking as at home there. he wondered if it was possible to fall in love so quickly. “but only if you want to.”
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kanekisfavoritegf · 1 month
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Nanami the 35 Year old Virgin Humps his sheets unknowingly when he dreams about you.
Nanami the 35 Year old Virgin swore off dating when working as a sorcerer until you came into his life.
Nanami the 35 Year old Virgin asks you out politely, despite the fear of being incompetent due to his lack of not only sexual relationships but emotional ones too.
Nanami the 35 Year old Virgin would offer to make you dinner at his place, and drink wine on his couch by the fire place.
Nanami the 35 Year old Virgin is absolutely mortified when he cums in his pants after you kissed him for the first time.
Nanami the 35 Year old Virgin is comforted by the way you treat him the exact same after he explains his lack of physical and emotional experience.
Nanami the 35 Year old Virgin finds himself pinning you to the couch and kissing you harder, keeping you down with his hips and making sure your legs are wrapped around him as he does so.
Nanami the 35 Year old Virgin doesn’t even care that his already stained pants seem to be getting worse as he rubs into you because you are letting out the sweetest moans for him.
Nanami the 35 Year old Virgin would beg you breathlessly between wet hot kisses and needily to teach him.
Teach him how to be your perfect lover in more ways than one.
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nizuut · 5 days
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pov: you see a hot barista in cat cafe😋🤓😼
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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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kannra21 · 5 months
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https://www.tumblr.com/kannra21/728942885003804672/no-more-girlbossing-i-want-to-girl-rest-girl-sleep
I noticed you made Gojo and Geto have solid colors while Shoko is a tabby. What kind of fur do you think Utahime, Nanami, and Ijichi would have?
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Honestly I had so much fun with this
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crimsonkenjii-writes · 6 months
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THE BACK OF HIS HEAD IS SO CUTE TO ME!!!!! NOBODY LOOK AT ME!!!!! AAAAAAAA (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥`) ♡
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asaka-lucy-dr-rc · 2 months
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Nyagito, Hinyata, and Nyanyami!
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minhtblue · 1 year
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chúc mừng năm mới!! 🐱 happy lunar new year! 🐰
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teaitis · 2 years
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Appreciation post!
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kissingfinelines · 4 months
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Cat Owner!Hiromi <3 made by me :3
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inspired by pseudowho’s drabble post, he’d definitely own a little void
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follow my art account on IG: kizmii_ <3
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klara-nya · 13 days
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We love our Bi Captain
More Dr. Stone cats: Senku, Gen, Kohaku, Chrome, Suika, Ukyo, Tsukasa(+Hyoga)
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kanekisfavoritegf · 1 month
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KENTO NANAMI IS NOT THE QUIET, RESERVED MAN YA'LL THINK HE IS. THAT MAN IS A SLUT. Of course, he is able to be professional when times require it. But a lazy day at school? That man is teasing and touching you the entire time. You can not convince me he hasn't walked up behind you when catching you in the hallway some random day and smacked you on the ass, gabbing and soothing the area he just hit before walking off to find his students like he nothing happened. Like, he has a box of condoms hidden somewhere in his desk under all the paperwork and pens and other necessities for teaching, just in the off chance that your breaks line up and he can pull you into a spare room to fuck you in. Which is precisely what happened today. Except the spare room wasn't a spare room but a storage closet. And he was supposed to be talking about how stressed he was, not unbuttoning your blouse so he could suck on your nipples. "You're wet, right?" He would whisper in your ear, smirking down at you, as he pinned you against the rack. "I've been teasing all day, so I know you are." This was true; he had walked into your class and asked to borrow you during a lesson just so that he could close the door behind you, move you out of sight from your students, and with wandering hands. "Kentooo." You'd whine out. And all he would do was kiss you back. "Let me eat you out, Y/N. Please." You didn't need to look down to know he was hard. You could feel him rubbing against you. He'd ever so casually lift your skirt, your waste and push your panties to the side, all while whispering in your ear that, "Sex is the best stress reliever, Y/N." How could you not help him? Nanami Kento is a very, very, very stressed man…
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lovekento · 7 months
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nanami actually came back from shibuya safe and sound and took this cutie home with him
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stsghrs · 7 months
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gege killing everyone because he wants to write jjk slice of life sequel in the afterlife, trust
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togaki-kun · 7 months
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“lay your head on me”
Domestic NanaGo = Best NanaGo 🥺
artist comm @petridumps
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