#nanami drabble

[daisynik7]

The first time you try to make a baby with Nanami, he genuinely does try his best not to go absolutely feral on you. Of course, it doesn’t help that you’re provoking him, moaning the nastiest filth you can muster in his ears. Breed this tight pussy. Empty your balls inside me. Knock me the fuck up, daddy.

He’s pumping his thick cock in and out of your sloppy cunt, mounting you with your knees towards your chest, body folded in half. Sweat drips from his nose, feverishly fucking you with the wildest expression you’ve ever seen on him, determined to make you a mother. He pounds your fertile womb until it’s flooded with his seed, and there’s not a single drop left in his body to give to you. And when you’re spent beyond belief, his cum gushing from your little slit, he scoops it with his fingers only to pump it back inside you, thumb caressing your swollen clit to give you yet another orgasm. 

It’s not enough to breed you. He needs you to enjoy it, become addicted to it. Have you begging to be filled to the brim every single time you fuck, even if you’re not ovulating. Because Nanami loves giving you his cream pies. Nothing makes him happier knowing you’re stuffed full of him. 

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[sourpeachsayshi]

Breeding kink.

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ minors / ageless blogs / blank blogs - do not interact.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ tags: sugar daddy nanami; sugar baby reader; daddy kink; jealous nanami; unprotected sex; semi-public sex; drunk sex; alcohol mention; non sorcerer au - wc: 400

the sounds of your pleasure reverberates against the crisp, cream tiles of the fancy restaurant bathroom. the smell of orange peels, vanilla and sex linger in the air. the sound of skin slapping skin echoing loud enough that anyone who passes by can easily hear.

you think that's nanami's intention.

his eyes fall to your neck where you wear your signature gold necklace with the letter "K" resting just above your cleavage. he watches as the pendant bounces along with the rhythm of his thrust, his other hand gripping the hem of your micro mini pink dress which he keeps to your waist.

he never lets you take it off.

"ken-" you beg out of desperation, but he silences you with a kiss.

the feel of him inside you, fucking you raw and fueled by only whiskey and need has you intoxicated for a whole other set of reasons.

he pulls away, a string of saliva connecting his lips to yours. the kiss is so messy, and unkempt. the complete opposite of the man you've gotten to know over the last year.

""that's not what you call me," he murmurs, the depth of his voice far greater than the earth's core.

you whine as he thrusts harder, making his demands with his movements instead. you don't know what got him so riled up, but you figured it might have been his boss hitting on you the entire night. you just didn't expect nanami to react this way. to drag you into the restaurant bathroom and start fucking you to make his point quite clear on who came with tonight.

"shit-shit," you stutter, before moaning out,"uh, daddy~"

"and don't you forget it," he adds on, a smug grin highlights his handsome face, his digits digging into the fat of your hip. "gotta remind of you that when you walk out of here stuffed with my cum..."

your own hands grip against the sink, one leg hooked around his waist while the other struggles to keep you standing. he looks at the creamy ring surrounding his cock, and continues fucking you so good that you start seeing stars against the ceiling. he has to cover your mouth when you climax, your voice so loud it makes the bulbs ring.

there's a flutter in your belly when you feel him release, his cum dripping down your thighs when he finally pulls out.

send me a kink & I'll share a secret with you

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[sleepyxxhead]

thinking about boyfriend!nanami who would cut fresh fruit for you while you're studying/working.

your eyes burned from the light of the computer screen that you had been staring at for god knows how many hours at this point. your fingers tapped away at the small keys on the keyboard, too fast for you to process what you were typing. every once in a while you'd quickly scribble something down on your notepad that you knew would be too messy to read later.

you could hear nothing but the tap tap tap's of your keyboard when the sound of a small knock at your door filled your ears. "y/n darling?" your boyfriend muttered, almost too soft to hear over the quier creak of the door opening.

"hm?" you hummed, finger barely slowing down as you kept your eyes trained on the screen.

you heard your boyfriend pad over to your desk, right behind your chair. he placed a small plate of fruit next to your keyboard as his hand found your scalp, massaging it with slender fingers. he worked his hands down to your neck, slowly releasing the knots that had been building up even since you sat down many hours ago.

he leaned down to place a gentle kiss to the crown of your head. "how's it going?" the blonde murmured into your scalp.

fighting the urge to turn your head away from the computer, you replied with a small sigh, body automatically leaning into his touch.

"wanna take a break with me in a bit?" he whispered before pressing another kiss to your head.

"kentooo don't do this to me," you groaned, hiding your head in your hands. "you know i have to get this finished."

"come on, sweetheart. you need to take a break," your boyfriend said a bit more stern this time. "10 more minutes."

finally peeling your eyes away from the computer screen, you let out a small sigh. you turned your head to meet eyes with nanami, a small pout on your face. his eyes softened once they met your gaze. he let a small breath through his nose as he rubbed your cheek fondly with his thumb.

for a split second, you reminded yourself that your work wouldn't get done on its own, but your mind slowly succumbed to the gentle touch of your boyfriend.

at last, you surrendered with another small sigh, your voice barely above a whisper when you told him, "..ok."

something small to feed you guys while i work on flufftober week 4! yes i'm aware it's been two months and yes i'm so very sorry fjdksa;fds

have a nice day cutie <33

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[benkeibear]

Nanami who pushes your thighs to your chest before he sinks his cock into, his grip growing tighter when he finally bottoms out in your heat. His balls rest heavy against you as he angles his hips upward, the bulbous tip of his length now pushing right into your sweet spot and your vision starts to blur. "Taking me so well. My good girl" he groans before thrusting his hips in a steady and slow pace, yet the strength they held knocked the air out of your lungs each time he plowed into you. Only when you start mewling for him with your pretty voice he will move one of his hands lower, calloused thumb spreading your wetness over your clit before rubbing it in messy circles, eager to see and feel you fall apart beneath him, looking so pretty and desperate for his cock when your eyes start to roll back... he could spend eternity fucking you like this.

#Rhy sins ♡ #nanami smut #jjk smut #Nanami drabble #jjk drabbles #this is as much writing as I can do atm but this plagues my head

[niki-phoria]

i love ur resident evil masterlist.... stayed up all night reading those and giggling like a maniac... ANYWAYS could u like write nanami kento (jjk) x reader that has social anxiety (me ermm..) i just want ur persepctive on how u view it CAN BE TOOTH ROTTING FLUFF RGGRGR but ofc!! u can take ur time writing this i'll probably forget abt this but oh well!!!!

WHEN I'M FALLING DOWN, DOWN, DOWN / YOU ALWAYS SAVE ME

pairing: nanami kento x gn!reader (no pronouns used) genre: fluff/comfort word count: 677

notes: tysm it means the world to me !! technically i don't write for nanami but i had an idea for this :) mostly based on my own experiences with social anxiety lol, title from nct dream - breathing

the night air smells of barbeque smoke and beer. laughter from young children and drunken words passed between adults surround you until you can barely hear yourself think over the chatter. the light pink and orange streaks in the sky came and went with the sunset, being replaced instead by the flickering led light shining from the various rides and attractions filling the fairgrounds.

any game and ride you could think of surrounds you. there are street vendors lining the streets selling all sorts of drinks and snacks. nanami has remained steadfast against your side, casually pushing others away from you when they threaten to intrude a bit too close for comfort. but all you can focus on is the people. 

they surround you. wherever your eyes turn, there’s always another stranger. another pair of eyes on you. 

your heart pounds wildly in your chest. your hands are clammy when you wipe them against your clothing. they tremble a little when you curl them into fists, doing your best to brave the sea of people ahead. after all, of all the terrible things that exist in the world, some strangers enjoying their night off shouldn’t be the thing that paralyzes you with fear.

“y/n,” nanami’s voice is soft - comforting - when he leans in. it’s a nice contrast to the loudness of the world around you. dark eyes meet your own when you glance over at him. anyone else would’ve missed the soft curve pulling his lips into a frown. the way his eyebrows are furrowed slightly, studying each minute detail of your expression for any signs of discomfort. 

but you’re not anyone else. you can read nanami’s thoughts like they’re your own. you can feel his concern when he leans in a little closer to whisper in your ear. “are you feeling alright?”

you bite down on your bottom lip, taking another cursory glance at the crowd surrounding you. another person carelessly brushing past you is all it takes before you make up your mind. your hand is shaky when you curl your fingers around the hem, tugging his arm a little closer to you. he takes the initiative, ignoring the people shoving past him to step a little closer towards you. “can we go somewhere quieter?”

“of course.” nanami’s hand finds your own without you realizing; his fingers link with yours as you slip through the crowded street. you keep your eyes trained on the ground below, studying the scuff marks decorating your shoes instead of the faces of the strangers that surround you. 

the fairgrounds feel more like a maze as nanami carefully guides you towards the exit, pushing through the worst of the crowd until you reach a more quiet area in the corner. the thin metal barrier sways in the wind as you slip out through the opening until you’re finally able to take shelter on a little metal bench away from the crowd. 

“how are you feeling?”

you sigh, finally relaxing against the cold metal. if nothing else, it serves as a nice reminder that you’re temporarily safe from your own anxieties. “i’m fine. i just got a little overwhelmed.”

he hums in response. his eyes drift away from your face to the goosebumps that line your bare skin. without another word, nanami slips his tan blazer off, carefully draping it across your shoulders. you smile softly, wrapping it further around yourself as he sits down beside you.

you sit together in a comfortable silence, silently observing the way the led lights illuminate the night sky above. nanami’s hands feel warm when he intertwines your fingers together. you softly smile, pressing a chaste kiss against his cheek before leaning over to rest your head against his shoulder. in the distance, you can see the flashing lights of the ferris wheel lighting up the night sky. “thank you, kento.”

nanami smiles. under the cover of darkness, nobody witnesses when his lips brush against the crown of your forehead for a brief moment before he murmurs, “i love you,” except for the stars.

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[gardenofnoah]

the lamp light is warm across the cut of kento’s jaw. you feel it as you watch it clench—somewhere deep in your gut, the gesture makes a home that is as wholly familiar as the creak in the second step up the stairs. his hard angles are like that—you could close your eyes and know the contours of his face from memory, just as you do your own. brow furrowed in focus, he’s so beautiful that it’s almost unsettling. time has not changed him.

not like it’s changed you.

“hello, my love.”

you raise your eyes to meet his, now looking up at you. there’s a soft smile on his face—it’s not teasing, like it would’ve been 5 years ago if he’d caught you staring. likewise, you don’t have it in you to feel sheepish at being caught. not anymore.

you return the greeting, but you know that it’s not as enthusiastic as you want it to be. kento seems to know it, too. he slides the stack of papers in front of him to the side of his desk, leaving the spot in front of him empty. when he looks up at you again it’s an invitation, and it’s one that no matter how shitty you feel, you could never pass up.

you cross the room without an unnecessary step, and he leans back in his chair for you to slot yourself between him and the desk. you take your seat on the wood and he leans forward, reaching for you as he always does when you’re close enough to be just too far from him. his fingers brush down the back of your calves until they wrap around your ankles, gently pulling your feet onto his lap. you let out a little sigh when his thumbs press into the soles.

“something on your mind?”

you meet his gaze again, and it’s both fond and a little worried. he’s as perceptive as he always was—you suppose he’s had to be, though the reasons that necessitated that are few and far between now. the toe dip into retirement has turned into more of a knee-deep wade, and now he mostly uses his observational prowess on you.

you sit back on your hands, sighing a little. 5 years ago, you would’ve vehemently denied that anything was wrong, if only to make sure you could be a partner that never took up too much space. you can’t bring yourself to do that now.

“i look….different.”

he cocks his head to the side, and for a second, he almost looks boyish. it’s warm when it rubs up against the frozen thing in your chest—it thaws you a little.

“different than?”

“different than i used to.”

“right.”

5 years ago, kento’s affirmation would’ve sent you into a tailspin. but it’s different now—you know he doesn’t mean it negatively. it’s more of a prompt for you to continue—a way for him to show you he’s present in the conversation.

“i feel bad about that.”

his brows furrow again—a tiny crease in the middle of them that makes you want to reach out and poke it.

“why do you feel bad about that?”

“i don’t know,” you tip your head back, looking to the ceiling like it’ll have the words you’re searching for on it, “i just…wasn’t expecting the change, i guess. i feel like i don’t know what my body looks like anymore.”

he’s silent while he takes in your words, thumbs sliding up the inside arch of your foot while he thinks. 5 years ago, his silence would have ate at you until you packed it with empty filler to take away from the heaviness you brought into the conversation. it doesn’t bother you now, though—you know he wants to hear what you have to say. you feel secure enough to say it.

“are there specific things about your body that you feel bad about?”

you nod after a moment, choosing not to elaborate. it really didn’t matter what they were—it was not as if it was your first time feeling body insecurity, but this feeling carried a bit of existentialism that you weren’t familiar with—that was the problem.

“i feel like i’m too soft,” you say after another moment of silence. it’s not a bombshell that shatters it—it’s just a tiny pebble dropped from above that disturbs the surface.

“for who?”

“me.”

his fingers curl around your ankles and hold you there while his eyes graze your face. “what do you need right now, my love?”

his eyes settle on yours and you feel your own need for him flare up inside your chest. too warm for the thing that was there before. melted, you crack.

“maybe a hug.”

you blink and he’s standing before you, strong arms reaching around your shoulders to cage your head in to his chest. your thighs squeeze around the outside of his instinctively, like to pull him in is all you know how to do. the hand on the back of your head is warm and unwavering like the rest of him.

“not that you asked for this,” he murmurs into your skin, pressing a soft kiss to your temple, “but i love you soft. you change and i love you more than i thought i could.”

you press your forehead to his collar bone on a shaky exhale, letting his words wash over you. kento is nothing if not a man of whole truths—the biggest of those is that he loves you. it’s not like him to offer you meaningless affirmations just to placate you, so you know this carries weight—you take it for what it is.

“i want to love me soft, too.”

“i know,” he whispers into your hairline, “give it some time. you’ve done this before, no?”

his palm finds the base of your neck and massages the perpetual ache out of the muscle. there are moments that you are grateful for kento’s ability to find solutions where you cannot—to accept the control you hand to him on the basis of trust that has been earned over the years—but right now you’re grateful for his ability to know when to leave something unresolved. it might be true that to let this air out is the best thing for you to do—and knowing you’ll have kento to lean on when it doesn’t seem so simple is helpful.

the warm light casts shadows of your bodies against the wall—distorted and conjoined, and still more beautiful than you’ve ever seen. you think you can understand what he meant.

“love you, ken.”

he presses his smile into the crown of your head. “i love you, too.”

#i love to use this blog as a very public diary #sometimes you gotta air yourself out like a soggy beach towel u know #anyway i want to be friends w more nanamin fuckers. i am luring u to me. pspsp #i feel like all the nanami girlies have mortgages #nanami kento x reader #nanamin #nanami kento #jjk drabble #nanami drabble #nanami x reader #nanamin it’s the little things

[coqvttes]

Hii! I'd love to see a nsfw drabble with Nanaimo and the song, "older" by Isabel LaRosa! Also I'm so sorry about your recent incident with the group and stuff :( I really do hope that your schol does something. Also congrats on 600!! I love your writing🫶

୨୧― ❝𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒❞ — 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐍.

𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 heyy nonnie! you're literally a genius, i have always pictured nanami with this song?? and thank u babes, it's all been sorted outt and ily!

nsfw : fem!reader, sub!reader, older!nanami, manhandling, public sex, professor x student trope.

"baby, am i your little secret?"

professor nanami finds it very difficult to concentrate on todays lecture the moment you enter the hall. late as usual, dolled up in that tiny little thing you call a skirt, and your lips, glossier than ever.

and gosh when you finally sit down, with the way your legs cross under the table, it allows him to catch a sneaky glimpse of what he might be getting later.

he gulps, it's wrong, really. he's your professor, at least ten years older than you. he shouldn't be doing this, whatever "this" is, with you.

"eighteen, i'm old enough to keep it"

secret kisses, rushed touches and those looks you give him from your seat in the hall, it’s all he can think about as he tries to get through the lecture.

he chokes on his own words when you unwrap a lollipop, popping it into your mouth to suck on it slowly. he coughs and restarts his sentence, turning away to face the blackboard in hopes of getting you off his mind.

and then, at the end of the lecture, as you walk up to to his desk to hand in your research paper, his hand brushes over yours, and your eyes meet with his, gosh he looks so good in that button up.

"professor, i was wondering if i could get some feedback on the assignment." you look up at him innocently through your lashes, your fingers sliding up his arm as the last student leaves the room, grinning up at him.

"think i need someone older"

somehow, you find yourself bent over his smooth oak wood desk, your skirt flipped up as he tugs your cute little panties to the side, groaning at how wet you are.

gasping as he pushes into your cunt, you rest your cheek on the table as your eyes practically roll back into your head from how full he makes you feel. he begins to push himself in and out of you, yours nails begin scratching at the wood.

his hands glide under your top up your back and to your front to grope your breasts. switching from fondling them greedily to pinching and tugging at your sensitive nipples.

"mmm-ah faster!" you cry, you voice is shaky and desperate as you cling onto the edges of the oak wood desk. skirt flipped up as he slams into you repeatedly, palms gripping onto your hips tightly.

"just a little bit colder"

you mewl out lewdly as he leans down his chest almost pressing shading your back as he pants in your ear. the sounds bouncing off the walls of the room are obscene.

a combination of gasping, faint slapping noises and his deep groans that make you tumble over the edge of ecstasy.

in the afterglow you find yourself grinning when he fixes your skirt, helping you up on your feet with a chaste kiss on your cheek. mumbling something along the lines of "keep up the good work". you smile at how sexy he looks when he fixes his tie, then combing his hair back with his fingers.

you love when he can change his whole demeanor the moment he has to get back to work, students entering the classroom, greeting him as they find their seats. that same serious and stoic demeaner that will always crumble for you from the flutter of your lashes.

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[peace-for-levi]

Masterlist

just thinking about Nanami being so patient with you when you’re learning how to drive??? like he’d take you out as often as possible to practice manoeuvres with you (like reversing around a corner, or three-point turns, etc.) no sassiness, no berating when you make silly mistakes. but also being there for you constantly and reassuring you that you’re not going to hurt him or anyone else when you’re behind the wheel like UGH

he’s just the best SO. i love him sm fuck you gege !!!!! so i got to writing. not my best work considering i pumped this out within 15 mins but it is meant to be a drabble more than anything

He’s standing outside the test centre, waiting for you to come out. He’s holding a bouquet, hiding it behind. He doesn’t care about the result, the flowers are for the fact that you tried your best. Shades of amber and rose shine through the cirrus clouds, and he sincerely hopes this joyous and beautiful evening will be reflective of your mood in a few minutes. Though he tells himself he doesn’t care if you pass or not, he already knows you have. He was following you a few cars back, trying to not distract you but also observing you from afar.

Just a few nights ago, he suggested you two go out for a drive and see how you got on. Would you remember everything? Unfortunately, you panicked after a few mistakes that you couldn;t let go of, and after an hour of driving, you had to pull in.

A hand snaked towards your thigh, resting there. You were shaking and breathing heavily. Your fingers spread and you were pulling at the fat of your cheeks in dread; in terror. You stared down the street, eyes as wide as plates. You were imagining every possible scenario that could have unfolded from every mistake.

He wished he could take this dread away, but he knows that anxiety when learning to drive is perfectly normal. But you were just so, so tired of depending on him for lifts home for work.

But Nanami didn’t mind – in fact, he loved it – driving you home from work. Not when the highschool and your office were so close. It only ever felt like a minor pitstop on the way home.

“Sweetheart, it’s okay. Mistakes happen,” he assures you, with his hand firmly gripping the handbrake.

“Ken, you don’t get it! I can’t make mistakes when driving – not when mistakes can kill someone!”

At the time, he sighed and took over. He drove the two of you home, not knowing how (or if) he could comfort you. Not when you were so wound up over this test. You probably weren’t going to feel calm behind the wheel until you passed your test.

He did say the following: to breathe. And that your anxiety would be your greatest downfall during a driving test.

So now, he just had to play the dreaded waiting game. He even let Yaga and Gojo know that he was leaving work early, just to be sure he could meet you in time.

Flowers in hand, he checks his watch. He hears the door open from the centre and he is walking over slowly. Your figure emerges slowly, and he can practically see the rain cloud hanging over your head. You stop momentarily, seeing the not-so-subtle bouquet. He takes you into his arms faster than you register. He leans down and presses his lips to your forehead, followed by a ruffle to your hair.

“Kento… I, uh… I–”

“Shh. Darling, don’t give me that look… Just know that I am happy you even attempted the test in the first place.” He pulls back and notices that you’re smiling. “Oh, for god’s sake, you–”

“I’m sad because I look horrendous in my licence! My full licence, not just learner!” You cheered. You excitedly spun around, flashing the piece of plastic before leaping back into his arms. “Thank you for your patience, Kento.”

He hugged you tighter, a warm smile spreading over his lips. Delighted your anxiety didn’t get in the way, delighted you remembered to breathe and simply happy that you took this leap of faith and did your best.

He took a peek down at your licence and smiled fondly. “If it makes you sad, can you ask to retake it? But for what it’s worth, I think you look nice in it.”

You elbowed him in the side. “Charmer,” you said with a grin.

“Guilty as charged.”

i have horrible driving anxiety, and my test is in six weeks. this drabble/word vomit is me projecting and wanting nanami to hold me afterwards LOL help me i need to be sedated

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[bloodyserratus]

goodbye gojo~

pairing: nanami x reader word count: 397 synopsis: gojo loves bothering nanami. luckily you're around to make sure it doesn't go too far. warnings: not smut, but suggestive. domestic/soft fluffy vibes.

a/n: baby's first jjk fic! lordt has it been some time since i was in anime fandom. i would like to thank/blame @synnocence you know what you did, LOL

“Hello?”

You listened from the kitchen as Nanami picked up a phone call.

“Oh, it’s you. What is it?”

From the tense of his traps alone, you wondered if it was Satoru Gojo, calling out of boredom to get on Kento’s nerves.

“...would I…would I like to enjoy a sack of nuts?” Nanami exhaled exasperatedly.

Yep. Definitely Gojo.

You smiled and set your mugs of tea aside for the time being. You adored Nanami, truly, you did. Sure, he was maybe a bit tightly wound, but that just made it all the more a delight when he finally snapped. Let loose.

“Gojo, for the last time-,” Nanami had just started when you plucked the phone out of his hands and tipped his head back towards you. “Oh?” his eyes softened as he rested his head against the back of the couch and looked up at you.

“Hello Gojo,” you spoke playfully into the phone as you leaned forward to press a soft kiss against Kento’s neck.

“Oh, YN!” Gojo’s voice picked up excitedly. “Gojo,” you interrupted him gently, “Please refrain from calling my Nanamin for trivial matters. As you are aware, today is his day off,” you murmured, lips nuzzling across the taut skin of Kento’s neck. Your tongue traced along his pulse and your teeth nipped gently at his tendons.

Nanami inhaled shakily as he slid his hands around the back of your neck, pulling you closer.

“My Nanamin?!? I’ll have you know-,” Gojo launched into a speech.

You felt Nanami's Adam's apple bob under your lips in a throaty chuckle.

“Goodbye Gojo~,” you giggled as you ended the call and Nanami hauled you over the back of the couch and onto his lap.

You straddled his waist and nuzzled your face into the crook of his neck. His breathing grew ragged and shallow as you continued your onslaught from his neck down to his collarbone and chest.

“You’re going to leave marks,” he chided, but it was gentle.

When you pulled up to look at him, you were struck by the light flush of pink across his nose and cheeks. Goodness you adored him.

“I suppose I shouldn’t, hm?” you smiled at him. “You’re already never going to hear the end of it over ‘my Nanamin’.”

Nanami grunted and stood, picking you up easily. Hearing you call him 'yours' for a second time made it hard to care about what teasing would inevitably happen when he saw Gojo tomorrow.

#nanami fanfic #nanami x reader #nanami drabble #nanami fluff #jjk fanfic #jjk drabble #jjk fluff #jujutsu kaisen fanfic #jujutsu kaisen imagine #serrated writing

[doumadono]

Cooongrats on 3k again...

Sooo I came to ask for one more...

I'd like to politly ask for Nanami x fem!reader - mini fik with - "Realizing they’re falling in love”

Just on lil thing. We all know Nanami, big, handsome and serious... What if reader was complete opposite! Small, pretty, playful and colorful. That would be interesting ya know!

Opposites attract

Game night - Nanami x Reader

Synopsis: you find yourself paired with Nanami during the game night organized by Gojo following yet another successful mission A/N: thank you, darling, you're the most adorable! I appreciate you requesting the second fic for my celebration. I hope you'll enjoy this little story ♥

MASTERLIST

After yet another successful mission, Gojo decided to host a celebration at Tokyo Jujutsu High's dormitory. The atmosphere was lively and filled with laughter as the students gathered to unwind after a job well done. Much to your surprise, Gojo had extended invitations to other sorcerers for the gathering, and among them was Kento Nanami, who had been your reliable partner during the mission.

As you entered the party, your eyes couldn't help but seek out Nanami, the tall and handsome sorcerer with a serious demeanor. You had always admired him from afar, but working together during the mission had doubled those feelings. Your heart fluttered whenever he was near, and you found yourself hoping to be paired with him during the games Gojo had prepared for the party.

When Gojo announced the teams for the first game, Curse Word Puzzle, luck was on your side. You and Nanami were paired together, and your heart skipped a beat in excitement. Your opponents were none other than Gojo and Itadori, making it an interesting matchup.

Teams were given a puzzle to solve, but the pieces were cursed. Each piece would only fit into the correct position once a jujutsu technique was used on it. The team that solved the puzzle first would win.

As the game began, you and Nanami effortlessly coordinated with each other. Your playful and creative ideas were complemented by his strategic thinking. It was as if you had an unspoken understanding that allowed you to work together seamlessly.

"Take things slow, Y/N. Think carefully, consider everything twice," Kento told you, giving you a quick glance.

Throughout the game, you found yourself stealing glances at Nanami, noticing the way his brows furrowed in concentration and how a small smile graced his lips whenever you came up with an unconventional solution. Was he genuinely fond of working with you? You hoped so.

You and Nanami won, of course.

As the evening went on, you and Nanami made a formidable team, taking the lead in the games against others. The more you worked together, the more your feelings for him intensified. It wasn't just admiration anymore; it was something deeper, something that made your heart race and your cheeks flush whenever he was near.

During the final game, Blindfolded Obstacle Course, which involved navigating through an obstacle course blindfolded, you and Nanami faced the challenge head-on. He guided you with steady instructions, and you trusted him implicitly, feeling a sense of security in his guidance.

With his help, you navigated the obstacles with grace and skill, leaving your opponents, Panda and Fushiguro trailing behind. As you reached the finish line, you couldn't contain your excitement, and you turned to Nanami, your eyes shining with joy as you took the blindfold off. "We did it, Nanami-san! We make such an amazing team!" you exclaimed, your voice filled with genuine happiness as you jumped in your place, clapping your hands.

He smiled, a hint of warmth in his eyes. "Indeed, we do," he replied, a touch of pride lingering in his voice.

As the party continued, you and Nanami found yourselves spending more time together, drinking, laughing and sharing stories from the missions and your lives. It felt like the world around you faded away, and it was just the two of you in that moment.

You realized that your feelings for Nanami were undeniable. There was something about him that drew you in like a moth to a flame, and working alongside him had only strengthened that connection. Nanami's serious demeanor and strong presence were appealing to you. Not to mention he was so handsome!

As the night progressed, you and Nanami sought a moment of tranquility away from the bustling dormitory, making your way to the serene rooftop to embrace the quiet of the night. Itadori and Nobara, sharing the same desire for peace, were already there, savoring their drinks in the solace of the moonlit sky, far from prying eyes.

The moonlight cast a gentle glow, and the cool breeze added a touch of comfort to the atmosphere.

You took a deep breath, gathering your courage to express your feelings. "Nanami-san," you began, your voice a little shaky, "I have to tell you something."

He turned to look at you, his gaze soft and attentive. "Go ahead," he encouraged, taking a sip of his drink.

"I… I've had a crush on you for a while now," you admitted, your cheeks turning pink. "But working with you today, it made me realize that my feelings for you have grown even stronger. I… I think I'm falling in love with you, Nanami-san. I understand it may sound cliché, but that's truly how I feel. Please forgive me…"

For a moment, there was silence, and you feared that you had overstepped or made things awkward between you two. But then Nanami reached for your hand, holding it gently in his large one. "I had a feeling you might feel that way," he said softly, his thumb gently caressing the back of your hand. "And I must admit, I find myself drawn to you too. Your colorful spirit brings joy to those around you, and I can't help but be captivated by it. It's intriguing."

Your heart soared at his words, and a wide smile spread across your face. "Really?" you asked, unable to hide your happiness.

He chuckled, a sound that warmed your heart. "Yes, really. I've tried to keep my feelings in check, but being with you tonight made it clear that I can't ignore them any longer. I like spending time with you, Y/N."

With a surge of boldness, you leaned in, capturing his lips in a gentle kiss. It was a soft and tender moment, filled with the realization that your feelings were reciprocated.

As you pulled away, Nanami's gaze held a mixture of fondness and sincerity. "I'm glad we can be honest with each other," he said, his voice warm and genuine.

"Me too," you replied, a sense of contentment washing over you. "I don't know where this will lead, but I'm excited to find out."

Nanami smiled, a rare and beautiful sight that made your heart flutter. "I am too," he said, leaning in to press another soft kiss to your lips.

In that rooftop embrace, you both realized that you had found something special.

divider by: @cafekitsune

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[brightymir]

3:47 𝐀.𝐌. || 𝐧. 𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨

》 genre: fluff, comfort

》 kento nanami x gn!reader

》 a/n: i have been away for two months and i apologize for that. my school year has just finished so here's a little something before my birthday. i hope i can be able to update lots during the summer. thank you to those who continuously wait on my updates. keep safe and healthy always!

the entire room was silent and tranquil, save for the occassional buzz from the air condition and your soft snores. the moon was high in the sky and it was pitch black inside the room, the only source of light coming from the small lampshade at the far corner of the room.

you didn't like having a lights out whenever you were alone, it made you feel uneasy. you can only have lights off when you were with kento.

your arms are tightly locked around the white teddy bear which is a tad bit larger than you are. your eyelashes rested softly on your cheeks, breathing mellow and stable. your lips are softly parted as snores emit from them, the sound bouncing off of the walls.

you stirred a bit, thinking you heard footsteps. still too deep in dreamland, you brushed it off and went back to sleep, ignoring whatever was around you.

not too long after, you felt your body being enveloped by a fluffy blanket. warmth quickly engulfed your senses and you felt at ease. you shifted and turned to your left, facing the bedroom door.

still in deep slumber, your hands acted on its own accord. you let go of the teddy bear and instinctively reached out, wrapping around a slim waist, feeling the familiar fabric of his blue dress shirt. you hummed in your sleep, pulling the waist closer.

you attempted to fight off your sleepiness, opening one eye and taking a peek at the figure looming over you. the scent of lotus, citrus, and saffron taking over your senses. a smile made its way on your face.

"ken? you're home?" you muttered sleepily, your words were barely above a whisper and came out slurred. your eyelids felt heavy as they closed once again.

you felt a soft pair of lips press against your temple, and it trailed down to your brows, the tip of your nose, down to the apples of your cheeks. the lips lingered up to your jaw, before finally resting on your lips.

feeling safe, at ease and comfort, your hands dropped from your lover's waist and rest on his sides. few seconds passed by and your snores reverberated across the room once again, the sound pulling the corners of nanami's lips up.

his eyes crinkled as he smiled tenderly at your sleeping figure. he pulled up the blanket to your chest and turned off the lampshade before sliding in next to you. his arm naturally made its way around you as your hands found its way to his chest. you snuggled closer and rested your face at the crook of his neck as your legs tangled with his.

nanami's heart softened at your motion, thinking about how your soul and mind knows him so well for your body to act the way it did even as you were asleep.

he ran his fingers through your hair and watched as your body relaxed, your shoulders loosening up as your brows pulled back and the frown on your face disappeared.

he pressed a soft and lasting kiss to your lips before joining you in dreamland.

"yes, darling. i'm home."

© 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐘𝐌𝐈𝐑 2023 - all rights reserved. please do not repost, plagiarize, translate, or share my work on other platforms without permission. thank you.

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[daisynik7]

Nanami is super into fucking you with his watch on. 

He’ll strip himself completely nude except for his wrist, his fingers massaging your puffy clit until you’re whining against him, already on the brink of an orgasm just from that. He checks the minute hand on his watch, taking a mental note on when you first climax. It’s a fun little challenge he sets for himself: how many times can he make you come within fifteen minutes? Half an hour? A full hour? Sometimes, he takes guesses, and most of the time, he’s right. And when he's wrong, it’s because he makes you come more than he expects you to. Tonight is one of those times. 

He's relentless with his fingers, stroking your pussy up and down, in and out, coated in your arousal. He loves playing with your swollen bud, flicking it until you’re squirming from overstimulation. The slick that gushes out of you is so pretty, all shiny and glossy for him. So inviting for a taste. But no; he’ll resist until he can make you come once more from his fingers. Get you completely soaked so it’s juicy for his mouth. He knows just how much you love coming with his soft lips puckered around your clit, his tongue lapping at your greedy cunt, gaping and desperate to be filled with his cock. By the time thirty minutes pass, you’ve come twice from his fingers, and thrice from his mouth, eating you out sloppily until your limbs feel shaky, body spent but still so needy for him. 

When he finally puts his dick inside you, he uses his watch for another purpose: to edge you so that you can fucking squirt all over him. He pounds into your tight pussy from behind, slamming his hips against your ass, marveling at the way it jiggles with each thrust. You’re moaning from the pleasure, completely fucked out. You want to come again so badly, but he won’t let you. “Not yet,” he growls, turning his wrist to inspect the time. “Be a good girl for ten more minutes, okay? Hold it for me sweetheart. I know you can do it.”

And of course you will, because he’s so encouraging, so sweet, so fucking big inside you, filling you to the brim. When the ten minutes is almost up, he reaches around you, toying with your sensitive clit. You whine, twitching from the sensation, head buried into the pillow, damp with sweat and drool. He leans over you, breath hot on your ear, whispering, “That’s it, honey. Let it all out for me. Make a fucking mess.” 

So you do, spraying him in your juices, spilling onto the sheets below you. He absolutely loves it, seeing you so filthy like this. It’s just what he needs to reach his own orgasm, the one he’s been building up since an hour ago, continuously on the brink ever since your first climax. He comes inside you, stuffing you full of his creamy load only to watch it dribble out slowly as soon as he pulls out. 

His watch is soaked in your essence, but that’s alright. In fact, it’s exactly what he wanted. 

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[bokutizer]

➵ NANAMI KENTO

summary : Nanami earns a kiss from his senpai. tags : fluff, fem!reader, first-year!Nanami & second-year!reader a/n: I'll probably write a separate bonus part for the dye in shampoo part. We all want Gojo with baby pink hair. PART 1 PART 2

It's quiet in Nanami's room. Hell, the entire Jujutsu Tech estate is probably quiet with Gojo and Geto being away on a mission. It's quiet in his room except for the sound of rustling leaves on the trees outside as a light breeze enters through the slightly ajar window, and the sound of his bouncing leg hitting against the inner side of his desk.

Yes. Oh-so-composed Nanami Kento is nervous- no, not nervous. Excited? No, that's too much of a strong emotion. Delighted? Nah, that's a synonym... Okay, you know what, maybe he is nervous. But it's a good kind of nervous. And he can't help but groan and let his head fall face first onto the pages of a book Geto has lent him. He's sure he can feel Murakami's words being imprinted on his forehead.

He's being ridiculous, he thinks. It's not like you're coming to his room to spend some quality time with him. You're going to knock on his door, greet him with your sweet signature smile, give him his manga back, and leave. That's it. As simple as that.

So why can't he help but feel- (he's looking for the right word again) -happy to see you? And it's not like he hasn't seen you in a while, because it was only this morning when you met him in the hallway that you told him you would come by later and give him the Naruto manga back he had lent you a few days ago.

Nanami lifts his head from the book, rubbing his forehead and unconsciously looking down at his hand just to make sure that there's no Murakami left on his forehead. And then he feels his eyes soften. His thoughts drift to the interaction he recently had with you when he was lounging outside on a bench, reading a book when you coincidentally passed by.

"Oh, Kento-kun! What ya' doing?" your gentle voice pulled his attention away from the book in his hands, his gaze falling on your bright face as you leaned over the back of the bench.

You must know that if there is one thing that Nanami has noticed about you, then it is how bubbly and talk-active you can sometimes get when you seem to be in a good mood.

That day was obviously one of those days, because as much as he enjoyed your presence and listening to you- He had days when he could clearly tell why you and that white haired menace got along so well. That's why Nanami was quick to fish the newest volume of Naruto out of his backpack, instead of giving you an entire biography of Akutagawa.

("Is he still alive?" "Senpai, he was born in the 19th century." "Oh. When did he die? And why?" "I don't know, and suicide if I remember correctly." "Oh. What happened? Was he married? Did he have kids? Is that your favourite book of his? What other books does he have?" Sigh.)

And as he watched you sit cross-legged beside him, engrossed in the black and white panels, your questions that resembled those of a curious child were already completely forgotten. Nanami realised that it was funny how you were actually the older one out of the two of you.

A bunch of successive knocks pull him out of his thoughts and he immediately jumps out of his chair, unconsciously combing through his hair and straightening his shirt. Nanami takes a deep breath and opens the door, however before he even gets a chance to great you, you force the manga into his hands.

"'M sorry, Kento-kun!" You sound breathless as you already start backing away from his door and hurrying further down the hallway. Did you run to his room? "Shoko wants to buy hair dye and put it in Satoru's shampoo while he's away! Need to hurry up before the drugstore closes!"

And just like that, you're gone.

Nanami blinks a few times and stares at the spot where you have been standing a few seconds ago before he trudges back into his room, and looks down at the manga in his hand. This time he doesn't have to ponder too long over what feeling you have just ignited in him. Disappointment.

But he's not blaming you. That would be naive. He has simply been looking forward to talking to you. He had hoped that he could listen to you talking about your fav parts of the manga, or that you would tell him about your day, or ask him whether he has finished his book and if he liked it.

He sighs and is about to sit back down on his desk chair when someone knocks on his door again. Probably Yuu, he thinks. The homework Yaga-sensei gave them was harder than-

Nanami's eyebrows furrow in confusion when he catches sight of you, not any less breathless than before. This time Shoko's standing at the end of the hallway, leaning against the wall and obviously waiting for you- Wait, why are you here?

Yet, before he can even open his mouth, there's a whiff of that familiar scent of yours. He feels one of your hands on his right shoulder, and he can't tell how you managed to come so close so quickly. Then his eyes widen.

Your pillowy lips collide with the pale skin of his cheek. He feels his body tingle, something in his stomach flutters, and his knees weaken a tiniest bit. The peck is sweet. Soft. A little wet. And unfortunately quick and short. But it's enough for him.

"Forgot to, uh, thank you. For lending me the- you know." you smile bashfully as he witnesses you leave, your hand lightly lifting to wave at him a last time. Talk, Kento, talk. Do you remember how to talk? No? No, okay. Motoric skills? Are they functioning?

All Nanami can do is stare at you blankly and wave back. Okay, motoric skills: check.

Flirting skills: Meh.

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[bokutosmochi]

HIS SUGAR DADDY TENDENCIES ♡ NANAMI KENTO

nanami kento x fem!reader

what's it? suggestive

allergen warning/s? tease!nanami, hints of dumbification, oral fixation, spit's involved

sugar level? 0.5k

regulars? @hanayanetwork​ @takipnet​ @tokyometronetwork​

parlor's note? i'm going through my nanami brainrot era as i'm writing this. please excuse my thots.

bon appetit!

"here," he says.

he's already dressed for work, hair all gelled up in the style he always does when he hands you his credit card.

"go buy some new sets for me, angel." he leans down to whisper into the shell of your ear. the gravel and timbre of his voice makes goosebumps rise on your skin, a shiver to run through your spine, and your pussy pitifully clench around nothing but air.

"what's the budget?" your voice is small and meek when you ask him the question, clearly affected by his actions and his words. there were plenty of tells that you were getting aroused already: the way you were breathing heavily, the way you shifted your weight from leg to leg making your thighs graze one another and giving you the friction you desired, to the way you to gulped when he did something as simple as quirk an eyebrow at you -- at the words that just left your mouth. and if you didn't have a firm grip on yourself like you did, you'd have a firm grip on his beige blazer -- a telltale side of want and lust from you that he knows all too well.

"no budget, baby. whatever you want, you get." he murmurs, large, warm hand tracing the side of your face, to your cheekbone, to your jawline, and finally to your lips. he did not need to say a word, you sucked two of his fingers - his index and his middle finger - into your mouth via your own accord, sucking on them and swirling your tongue around them, letting a soft moan escape you that made his slacks - that's probably more expensive than the rent fee in the apartment you lived in before moving in with him - tighten at once.

"how many d'you want?" the words were slightly muffled due to his digits in your mouth, but he could still understand what you asked just fine. and he threw you the same look he did a few seconds ago.

"dumb lil baby you are." he murmurs, but it's said saccharine sweet, as sweet as the doe eyes you stare up at him with. "as much as you want, darling. whatever your pretty little heart desires, alright? after all, it's a present for me as much as it is for you." he pulls his fingers from your mouth - a silky string of your saliva connects them even when doing so - and smears your spit all over your face, but you do not have it in you to complain, only whining at him in surprise. "when i come home tonight, i want to see you being a good little angel for me and wearing one of them to bed, alright? and prepare for me to wreak that pretty cunt of yours too.

and with that, he's gone off to work leaving you dripping wet, sleek, black card in hand for you to use as you desire.

i get: reblog

you get: a slice of blueberry cheesecake

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[violette-hue]

minors, ageless blogs do not interact

Nanami Kento x fem reader

After a mission, sex with Nanami is rough and heavy. By the way he’s pounding into you, you could tell this mission had been one of the tougher ones. He’s got a few cuts and scratches, but most of the damage is on his side.

Nanami had come to you in the middle of the night, half limping into your small apartment. You had been in the kitchen making some tea when you saw him—how injured he was. You had tried to help him, to at least sit on your couch, but he refused. He didn’t speak to you as he finished making the tea you had started, didn’t utter a word as he beckoned you closer and pinched a hardened nipple through the old t-shirt. Even as he placed you on the counter and did filthy things with his fingers, he never spoke. Only listened to your needy moans and heavy breaths.

But you understood. He needed some sort of outlet to let out all motions. And you were more than happy to help him. So you just wrapped your arms and legs around him as he fucked you and moaned praises in his ear. You dragged your nails down his back, careful to not disturb the bandages on his side. And when he urged you to your climax hitting that sweet spot, you came hard on his thick cock. You had cried out with euphoria, your walls fluttering around him, squeezing him towards his own climax. You had hoped that your body helped him relieve some tension. And it did, a little. Not long after, he’d reach his own climax with one, final thrust and succumbed to tiredness. His body slumped against yours, his head resting in the crook of your neck.

You’d stay like that for what seemed like hours, his now soft cock still buried in your battered cunt. But you didn’t care, not when Nanami felt this good—not when you could help make him feel this good.

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[gojos-thot-patrol]

i just think that fights with nanami are worth it because it always ends up with amazing make up sex

D...do you want me to argue with you? Because you're actually SO RIGHT.

It's hot and passionate, somewhere between angry and vulnerable, two emotions you didn't realize were so close, and 100% desperate.

He needs to be as close to you as possible again, he needs to be with you. To show you just how in love he is with you. How sorry he is for the fight but how pissed he is at you leaving at the same time.

He's covering you in marks to remind you that your his, fucking you whispering softly "mine, mine, mine" in your ear.

Nanami doesn't often lose his composure, but when he does? Good luck walking in the morning

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #nanami kento #nanami x reader #nanami x reader smut #Nanami kento smut #nanami drabble #whats up nonny?