#nanami sai fluff

[junosmindpalace]

Hi, I read your senku fluffy alphabet and wondered if you could make one with Nanami sai. There is not much content about him. You can ignore the request if it's not to your liking.

a/n: thank you for your request! i haven’t read the manga in a while so my characterization might be a little off…i’m very sorry if i’m missing/forgetting any details!

( A ) AFFECTION — how affectionate are they? how do they show affection?

sai mostly shows his affection through his actions; paying attention to your interests and engaging with them, offering support when doing something, asking how are you, and overall just doing his best to take care of and look after you. he’s not big on physical affection, especially pda, but even though he might initially shy away from it, give him some time, and he’ll probably come to enjoy some of it a fair amount. 

if i were to associate him with a love language, it would probably be acts of service. it's just the way i believe he'd want others to care for him, which is why he does the same for you.

( B ) BEST FRIEND — what would they be like as a best friend? how would the friendship start?

the friendship would probably start over a mutual interest! especially if you take an interest in his work and hobbies. he may be a little nervous to open up about it, but just push through with enthusiasm and eventually he gets even more passionate than you initially do.

he’s the kind of friend you always go to first to share something with, and vice versa. he’s always dropping by to update you on the things going on in his life and with his hobbies, casually ranting as you go about your day. it’s the same with you. he’s also a very dependable friend who’s willingly to do pretty much anything with or for you with a bit of persuading. the type to always come through with favours, or help you work through difficulties in your own day to day tasks.

especially since he can be a pretty nervous person, having another like-minded friend in situations that make you feel the same way helps alleviate that pressure and make you feel less alone, helping you shoulder that weight.

( C ) CUDDLES — do they like to cuddle? how would they cuddle? 

i don’t think he adores it—i think he values his space, especially if he’s trying to do something like rest, and having someone get into his bubble would stress him out—but he isn’t entirely opposed to it. he’s a little shy about it, having zero clue where to place his hands or legs at first, but with some experience, he doesn’t fight back when you suddenly collapse against him, wrapping an arm around your waist or behind your head, ever so slightly securing you closer against him.

( D ) DOMESTIC — do they want to settle down? how are they at cooking and cleaning?

the idea of it both makes him giddy and stresses him out. it just seems like such a large responsibility, such a big step in your relationship! pretty much a bit into your dating he’s figured he’d spend the rest of his life with you, so no problems from him there. i'm stereotyping a little with this, but i believe he isn’t the best at chores, especially cooking, probably accustomed to his meals being prepped by someone else or mostly having take out in india, and considering the organized mess he has in his office when he works, it’s safe to say he probably has a little habit of leaving things messy as well. 

( E ) ENDING — if they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?

it really depends on the circumstance. i think typically, if sai had felt it was long time coming, he’d plan for a while how to break the news gently, but firmly. he’d very obviously plan to do it privately, and would probably initially start off nervous before he kind of gives you a speech of sorts explaining why the relationship needs to end. it’s obviously hurtful, but you can see that he genuinely does his best to minimize the pain that might come out of it. in a much harsher case, he might just blurt it out at one point, again, nervous (and horrified by his straightforwardness), but in the same way firm in giving you an explanation at the very least. 

( F ) FIANCÉ — how do they feel about commitment? how quick would they want to get married?

like a lot of the initial relationship stuff, and similarly to settling down, i think the idea of commitment makes him a little nervous just because of how much its emphasised on being life-changing and a little stressful. but at the same time, he finds its something he really wouldn’t mind if it was with the right person, maybe even finding it quite romantic. he’s definitely not the type to rush into marriage by any means, but if he truly finds himself wholeheartedly in love and comfortable with his partner, he’d probably even like the idea of spending the rest of his life with them. 

( G ) GENTLE — how gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?

i think, both physically and emotionally, he’s very gentle, and in ways i think it’s because it’s how he wishes for himself to be treated. he often had to put up with the demands of his family and ryusui’s larger than life desires, so he didn’t get very much of that. so of course, he’s going to treat you in the same way he’s always wanted to be treated, because he understands how unpleasant it can be to come off sort of harsh or insensitive, even if there isn't any malicious intent behind it. 

( H ) HUGS — do they like hugs? how often do they do it? what are their hugs like?

he’s mostly a casual hugger if he ever does, like side hugs where he brings you close to his side and rubs a hand up and down your arm. he’s not big on it, but he does do it sometimes, especially if he sees you’re down about something. you’d probably have to be the one to initiate a lot of them, especially the more emotional, full on wrapping yourselves around one another kind of hugs, because they fluster him a little at first. you can notice in the way he relaxes with experience that he melts into it quick. 

( I ) I LOVE YOU — how fast do they say the L-word?

probably a while. again, he’s stressed over when is the appropriate time to say the word, if what he actually feels for you is love, so he overthinks it big time. if you’re the type to say it early, i feel he wouldn’t immediately respond the same way back. he’d have to think on it, again, like a lot of things initially, is maybe is a little nervous. but if the two of you had been together for a while and you confess to it first, he’ll most likely say it back. in both cases, however, you would have to say it first. 

( J ) JEALOUSY — how jealous do they get? what do they do when they’re jealous?

perhaps becomes a little jealous when you agree with someone he disagrees with, or doesn’t like in general. despite his overall shyness in your relationship, i don’t think it’s even so intense that it gets to a point where he’ll melt down over the possibility of someone stealing you away from him when he feels jealous. i think generally it’s just an irritation, possibly insecure thing that’s sort of fleeting. it’s just that he wants to be the one to be on the same page as you, not somebody else, especially not someone he dislikes. 

he fights you a little when he gets jealous in this way and you point it out, but not a real full out fight. more so those comedic types where he gets outwardly irritated over something seemingly trivial and it makes you laugh. typically though, a little bit of coaxing with reassuring words and kisses are enough to get him to break his “jealous” state. 

( K ) KISSES — what are their kisses like? where do they like to kiss you? where do they like to be kissed?

most of the time they’re shy but sweet, no matter how much time passes in your relationship. they’re not too quick no matter where he kisses you, always lingering on your lips or temple or cheek for just a brief moment longer before pulling away; it’s what makes his kisses so endearing. 

his favorite place to kiss you would probably be somewhere you can’t directly see his face, like the crown of your head or behind your neck when he rests his head in the crook of your neck, just to take a little bit of the pressure off. i think he would like to be kissed in similar spots for the same reason, just so you can’t see the way he gets flustered or cheesy and starstruck over it. especially if you tease him for it, he gets all defensive. 

( L ) LITTLE ONES — how are they around children?

nervous as hell. he is terrified they won’t like him, might make fun of him, or torment him. he’s also afraid he might do something to accidentally hurt them, whether physically or offend them by some means. but when he gets familiar with them and show him they aren’t so bad, he relaxes and finds them endearing, eagerly joining in whatever antics they get up to (which they take full advantage of, and exhaust his energy). 

( M ) MORNING — how are mornings spent with them?

i think they’re fairly productive. probably not the type to lounge around in bed, especially as a professor, even on his off days, so the both of you are doing one thing or another, either separate things in each other’s company, or the same thing together. 

you don’t always jump straight into the days endeavours, however. sometimes morning productivity is just cleaning up a little and having a nice breakfast together, whether you decide to cook together or go out someplace nice (the latter typically tends to be the case since, again, he's not the best cook). either way, he can be a nice alarm for you, and help you establish a more productive routine if you don’t have one yourself when you start dating.

( N ) NIGHT — how are nights spent with them?

similarly to mornings, i think they’re also quite productive. he won’t rope you into any of his evening activities if you don’t want to, however, and it’s typically the evening that sai spends catching up on work he needs to do or planning what he needs to tend to the next day independently. i don’t think he minds too much if you were join him, finding you pleasant company, especially if, similar to the mornings, you just work on your own things independently while in each other’s presence. he finds it a good way to wind down. 

( O ) OPEN — when would they start revealing things about themselves? do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly.

everything at once guy, i strongly believe this, even without the evidence from the manga. he withholds and withholds and sort of lets it fester until something literally forces him out of his shell or something triggers a snap in his brain that has him tumbling it all out. not just the things about himself, but all the emotions he harbours toward those things, and it also tells you how passionately he feels about said things.

( P ) PATIENCE — how easily angered are they?

to strangers he doesn’t know very well, he’s mostly nervous, but if it’s people he is familiar with, like his brother, he’s more prone to getting irritated with them faster. with you, however, it goes back and forth between a mix of both. as he’s sort of a naturally nervous person, those insecurities he feels toward himself and his own feelings of inadequacy can be projected through irritation onto you. he’s rarely the type to get viscerally angry with you, however. it’s mostly just frustration, with an outburst being pretty rare. 

( Q ) QUIZZES — how much would they remember about you? do they remember every little detail you mention in passing or do they kind of forget everything?

even though he has an insane memory and knack for keeping up with multiple, lengthy, complicated streams of thoughts, he is terrible when it comes to memorizing small details about you. it’s not because hes incapable of it or because he doesn’t pay attention to you, but because he self sabotages. truly, he does know all the small details, but his anxiety casts doubt on his knowledge, and he overthinks them. so then he just ends up confusing himself and all together jumbling up info. he gets it down most of the time, though. he just needs to calm himself down.   

( R ) REMEMBER — what is their favourite moment in your relationship?

when you dropped by his lecture room late after the work day had ended and way past his teaching time. some time into the night, he had started attempting to teach you his lessons after you examined them over your shoulder from his desk. you sat in a front row seat as sai wrote formulas and calculations on the whiteboard, the two of you laughing as your questions and answers became increasingly absurd as you tried to wrap your head around what has always come so naturally to him. 

in the end however, you managed to grasp onto a couple of the key ideas he explained, which excited him greatly, and led to you playfully complimenting what an excellent professor you had, and how you were ready to take him home. it was an unexpectedly fun evening, and he still sometimes chuckles thinking about it when he finds himself staying overtime alone in the classroom. 

( S ) SECURITY — how protective are they? how would they protect you? how would they like to be protected?

he's probably fairly protective. he protects you by standing up for you, voicing when he feels that you’re uncomfortable with something or does his best to remove you from any frustrating or nerve wrecking situations. i've said before that he’d like to be protected in the same way, and it’s why he does it for you. he’s always wanted to speak up against his brothers eccentric attitude and people using him for their own gains, but struggled to find the words or courage, so to have someone there to step in and back him up, give him a voice, means so much. 

( T ) TRY — how much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?

too much /j. but really, again, he overthinks. he goes through what he things you’d enjoy most, what would be the most appropriate depending on the circumstance, thinking back as to if he’s already given you similar gifts or if he’s taken you on similar dates. he’s pulling alll the stops to make everything feel special. the same goes with everyday tasks, but there’s less pressure on him especially when he grows accustomed to the nature of your relationship, so it’s not as meticulous, but it’s still thoughtful. 

( U ) UGLY — what would be some bad habits of theirs?

his anxiety. not only does his own constant stress about things sometimes rub off, but it also makes him defensive sometimes. there’s varying levels to it, but when it’s at its worst, to the point where he’s completely convinced someone is out to get him or is being unreasonable, it’s hard to properly talk to him until he’s calmed down. 

( V ) VANITY — how concerned are they with their looks?

just enough to come off as presentable. it’s not the first or second or third thing on his list of things to stress over. perhaps a byproduct of his upbringing, self maintenance and presentability come sort of naturally to him, but that doesn’t mean he has his miss days or typically grieves over looking a certain way unless its completely ridiculous or someone ridicules him for it. even then, he probably wouldn’t put too much effort into changing it. 

( W ) WHOLE — would they feel incomplete without you?

while he would like to be around you as much as possible if he can help it, i don’t think he’d necessarily feel incomplete if he didn’t have you by his side. he has his own passions and life he’s created for himself, for the most part pretty independently from the rest of his family, so that sort of gives puts into perspective how well he manages on his own. that said, he does feel more content and at peace with himself and others with you in his life, and would probably be unable to replicate that same sense of comfort with anything or anyone else. 

( X ) XTRA — a random headcanon for them!

sort of based off an observation written in the wiki, but sai is a pretty habitual person. he doesn’t go overboard with it, but he’s pretty unconsciously routinely and somewhat predictable. he doesn’t like to stray too off schedule if he has one and if he can help it, and has things that, while they may not have a specific time slot in which he’s to do them, has repetitive things he does, like visit a cafe he likes or spend time in a classroom simply working, or devoting some of his time to a specific task. 

( Y ) YUCK — what are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?

already has been clearly stated in the manga, but doesn’t like when he’s used for someone else’s ends. if you solely take an interest in him due to his work and show little to no interest to actually get to know him or do something with him, he’s off put and irritated. just generally being exploited is off putting (as it would be for anyone) and hard to redeem yourself from.

( Z ) ZZZ — what are their sleep habits? 

i can see him as both a very neat but also very wild sleeper; perhaps switching back and forth. some nights he sleeps peacefully, blanket casually thrown around his back as his chest rises up and down rhythmically, gently and free of errancies…and then other times he’s star-fishing with his mouth open and the blanket haphazardly splayed over him. good luck being anywhere near him when he’s like this (though i feel subconsciously, he might retreat into himself a bit more if he were to be sharing a sleeping space, but once he gets extremely comfortable, he allows himself to let loose). 

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[90ekz]

nanami giving his wife a treat at the office <33

he knows he shouldn’t do this, everything in his body is screaming at him to stop—yet he can’t.

you’d waltzed into his job like you owned the place, carrying his hefty lunch box he’d left on the counter that morning. he’d gotten enough lashings from you about not eating, so he settled for packing food every morning before he left. there were times he’d “forget” to pick it up on the way out, just to see you later in the day, and this was one of those days.

nanami was totally normal about the way you carried yourself in his workplace. you talked to sarah at the front desk like she was an old friend from high school, and you smiled so prettily everytime someone complimented your outfit or your hair. you don’t even know how many times his coworkers had begged him to convince you to come work for his company, but he knew how much your profession meant to you.

it was cute, really.

on days like this, spending his lunch break with you was more than enough to get him through the rest of the grueling day—especially since he had his head squished between your thighs.

was this smart at all, not really. the walls in the office were paper thin, even at the 12th floor where he resided. there weren’t many people on this floor anyway, but it was still a risk. it didn’t matter to you though, as nanami drank you down like a man parched for water. he’d already made you cum from his thick fingers twice, but you wanted his tongue more, yet he kept edging you.

“babe, s-slow down!” you whispered, your protests falling on deaf ears. nanami was on another planet, his eyes screwed shut and a blush painting his cheeks a pretty shade of pink. your legs were shaking as he plunged his fingers in and out of you, his tongue abusing your clit. your fingers gripped his hair, trying to get a little break from his relentlessness.

“hmmm… ‘don’t wanna.” nanami smiles, playing innocent as your thighs tightened around his head. he was in complete awe of you, he could lose his job doing this, but he didn’t care. you looked so beautiful, sitting there waiting for him to fuck you—to make you cum—and he adored this view more than anything.

nanami kisses his way up your thighs, making sure to lick at your most sensitive spots. the pad of his thumb traces over your aching clit, rubbing with much more vigor as he watched your pout grow. he knows what you need, and his break was too close to being over to not give you what you want. his smile grows as he buries his face between your thighs, his hazel eyes turning doughy as he winks at you. you giggle as you feel him smile against you, and you feel yourself rising to your peak.

“baby, baby—let me cum this time please—” you cried, your voice coming out weaker with each word. even as desperate as you were, your actions were so gentle. your hands carding through his hair so softly that he thought he’d melt into the floor, your soft smile staying in place, even on wobbly lips. just as your body trembled, he was pulling away, a gentle smile matching yours on his lips. you whine, feeling cold at the loss of contact once more.

“so mean…”

“it’s okay. i know my wife loves it.”

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[bono-aesthetic]

𝙘'𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮....

₊˚ପ⊹: ̗̀➛ a short appreciation drabble of soft, fluffy kento nanami as your beloved husband

note: this is my 'debut' drabble on tumblr so it might not be so good-

warning: none! just fluffy kento as your hubby <3 (and a small mention of lovemaking, not detailed.)

word count: 500+

: ̗̀➛enjoy <3

husband!kento who is the type to pull you away from whatever you're doing (especially cooking) and lead you into a dance, smiling softly at your laughter-filled protests.

husband!kento who seems to be the sort of man who listens to gregory porter or barry white during rainy, lazy days when you both struggle to tumble out of bed.

husband!kento who makes sure to look down at you with sincere, lovesick eyes while he twirls you around in whatever new dress you're wearing, complimenting you ever so graciously.

husband!kento who admires your naked form and soft features in the morning sunlight that peeps through the windows after a night of passionate lovemaking.

husband!kento who would most likely then tuck a few strands of your hair away from your face, place a tender kiss on your forehead and whisper sweet nothings into your hair to gently wake you up.

husband!kento whose heart swells when he sees how gentle and sweet you are to children, already imagining just how much of a perfect mother you'll be to your own little ones.

husband!kento who has a particular green armchair in the living room, where on a polished wooden side table resides a shaded lamp, the daily newspaper and his reading glasses.

husband!kento who appreciates deeply that you don't move anything from that table. he is a man of structure and organisation and likes when things (neatly) stay how he first placed them.

husband!kento who will always listen attentively to what you have to say. whether it be about your day, suggestions on what to have for dinner or even rants about your bitchy co-worker, he will listen like it's his last day on earth.

husband!kento who is always happy to embrace the inner playful side of him when you both have ‘flour fights’ during your couple baking sessions. it usually end with both of you a giggling mess, flour covering a majority of your clothing and hair.

husband!kento who always seems to have to pull you away from the baby section of any store, a small smile contouring the corner of his lips when you ramble on and on about how adorable and tiny anything baby related is.

husband!kento who is always somewhat amused when you try to size him up and try to intimidate him with your height. mind you, he is taller and broader than you, so in his eyes, it's rather adorable.

husband!kento who would most likely take a few steps into your personal space and teasingly pat your head, a small smirk decorating his lips when you visibly bristle at this.

husband!kento who can't help but enjoy late afternoon chats with you (when he has the time) over a cup of tea. i see him as an earl grey type of man (maybe because of how mature i view him lol).

husband!kento who loves you so, so dearly and is willing to do everything to keep you happy as his darling wife. ask him to pluck all the stars from the heavens: he'll pleasantly spend the rest of his days, with you by his side, doing exactly that…

©𝖻𝗈𝗇𝗈-𝖺𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗍𝗂𝖼.

#not so bad for a debut if i do say so myself #༊*·˚bono-aesthetic #kento nanami #nanami kento #nanami x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk nanami #kento x reader #kento nanami x reader #nanami x y/n #nanami fluff #kento fluff #i love him #ღbonnie's chest of desires

[yuwuta]

Nanami ver of bsf upstaging bf?? ❤️

listen… i meant what i said when nanami is just as bad, if not worse when it comes to driving your boyfriend away/upstaging him... maybe his tact makes him a better man than satoru, but you could also argue that it doesn’t; you could argue that kento is is only as respectful as necessary and consciously pushes boundaries, whereas satoru just does!! he just IS!! satoru IS overbearing and knows no consequence, but kento is not and he is very aware that evert action has a consequence, but he weighs it, determines it’s worth it, or—arguably worse—determines that the threat of your boyfriend getting mad or figuring him out isn’t high enough. kento is premeditated murder, he is going to drive your boyfriend so insane, to a place where he fully believes he cannot compete where he cannot compares, and kento will not feel bad about it. so, i rest my case, vice president of the not shit club, and their children are NO better!! 

also, having been friends with kento sets a bar that your past and/or current boyfriend must quickly learn to meet, and more often than not, they don’t even come close. why go on random dating-app dates when kento sends food to your house just because he had an inkling you were sad (you texted him in a certain way that tipped him off). dates meeting you halfway at a restaurant/bar isn’t nearly as flattering when kento drives an hour in heavy rain and traffic after work to pick you up, just to make good on seeing a movie you told him you were excited about. expensive dinner dates and bar hopping becomes mundane when that’s the normal for you and kento, when he regularly takes you out to dinner, if not weekly, then at least bi-weekly, because he’s intentional about your friendship and having time to spend and catch-up with each other in between busy work days. it’s hard to be impressed with a boyfriend when your best-friend takes you on his twice-yearly vacations and pays for everything, citing that even though getting a proper vacation is hard, he loves the time spent with you, so it’s all worth it. kento doesn’t even have to wait for some guy to become your boyfriend, he puts any potential partners out of the running by the standards he’s already set for you. 

#anonymous #in the words of exo he did it all with a smile on his face too like he is JUST as bad as satoru!!!!! #it's always nanami respectful king this nanami the standard that--HES NOT SHIT!!! TRUST ME!!! #and say you do get a boyfriend or a partner... that poor person.... it's a wrap for them #kento doesn't even need to show how close u two are your bf is gonna feel insecure by sheer comparison and kento is going to enjoy it..sick #no wonder he and gojo are friends! birds of a feather flock together!!! #their children (megumi/yuuji/yuuta) learned this behavior from them. it was TAUGHT #the takeaway dating advice is just 'dont let someones boyfriend stop you from being their husband' 😇😇 NOT SHIT!!!!! #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #jjk fluff #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jujutsu kaisen smut #nanami kento x reader #kento x reader #nanami fluff #jjk scenarios #jjk imagines #nanami x reader

[anonimusunnoaniswriting]

Jujutsu Packers and Movers:

Imagine, blonde haired, THICC, strong man, Nanami Kento.

Imagine his muscles rippling under his skin, tight shirt almost bursting at the seams as he lifts your couch with the help of his dark haired friend.

Imagine him positioning all your furniture, exactly the way you ask. After all, how can he deny a request from such a pretty lady, all alone in this new city, with no one else to help her.

Imagine him wiping the sweat off his brow as he makes sure you are completely satisfied with how it looks in your new apartment.

Imagine him turning and asking you (standing in the doorframe watching them work – one more than the other – holding two glasses of ice cold lemonade) "Can I help you with anything else miss?" Voice rumbling like quiet thunder shooting straight down to your core.

Imagine him choking on the welcome drink as you smile and reply, "Yeah, can I have your number?", pink blush dusting your cheekies

#everyone say thank you haitch #she helped inspire this yes. #anonimuswritings #anonimusunnoan #jjk #fanfiction #nanami kento #kento nanami #jjk nanami #✨washing✨machines✨ #nanami headcanons #nanami x reader #jujutsu nanami #nanami fluff

[starstruck-flames]

Down time - Nanami Kento

Don’t… don’t say anything. It’s been a busy day and I just need you, don’t move. I’m feeling your warmth against my chest.

I love you. I always will. Do you think we’ll be doing this even when we’re old and grey? I only hope I’d have more time with you…

Content includes: Fluff… fluff ❤️, man just needs to destress, Nanami has had a long day at work and he’s just wanting to hold you. No moving… He truly loves you ❤️

Song for your mood?

The door clicks open, the low groan of the well used floorboards alerting you to the fact your partner has returned. Moving quickly, leaving half prepped veggies to lie on the chopping board as slippers softly pad against linoleum flooring to greet him.

“Ah, Kento wel-Ah?!” Your usual greeting is disturbed by his strong arms suddenly upheaving your form, carrying you further into the apartment. He’s a quiet man but never this quiet. You can’t help but quietly giggle, looking towards his unchanging expression.

The sofa makes a dull thud as he sits down, moving yourself to sit on his firm lap. He worked you, and you could tell as slightly squishier thighs settle on either side of his. Straddling him, you tilt your head as you silently question him.

He can sense when you’re about to protest, he appreciates that normally he’d wait for you to be done with dinner. It’s the routine, and one he enjoys but today…

His hand quickly weaves itself into your hair, pulling you closer as he embraces you.

“Don’t say anything,” He states quietly, almost a command as a heavy sigh is finally released. “I just need this for a minute.”

“Ah-“ You go to respond but quieten down, simply nodding as you readjust to have your head rest on the crook of Nanami’s neck. Your ear in the perfect position to hear his heart rate settle as his hold on you become more comfortable, knowing that you were safe and here. In his arms.

Nanami had seen a lot of things over his time working. He knew that, but…

He closes his eyes, thinking back to the sewer today. Where he’d encountered…

His eyes glance down to your body, your hair, your peaceful expression. It worried him, knowing that something out there was around that could find you. Though, he knew you were smart, strong in your own right.

Nanami places a kiss against the top of your head.

“…I love you.” He basically mutters into your hair. “Let’s get takeout tonight.”

#He’s referring to Mahito btw #idc what anyone says that shit he saw in the sewer was probably traumatic #hE’s UsEd To It!! NAH HE WAS STOOD ON A WHOLE ASS WOMAN #nanami x reader #nanami kento #nanami kento x reader #fluff!! #it’s fluff I promise #fluff x reader #Spotify

[vintageskeletons]

jjk or everyone's fave slice of life series <3

for @astronomicalfluffweek. happiest (belated) birthday @astrowaffles!!!!! thank you for always feeding us with the gojo+fushiguro and gojo+first year trio fluff and humour we all desperately need. you're the best and the coolest and did i mention the best? (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

#astronomical fluff week #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #gojo satoru #fushiguro megumi #fushiguro tsumiki #ieiri shoko #nanami kento #fanart #my art #culling game? what culling game #the only game i recall is the one satoru put his friends in to determine who the better babysitter is #btw i have no idea which timeline this is. we got glasses gojo long haired shoko and salaryman nanami ???????????? #it is what it is. or as we like to say in malay : sebab boleh dik #i would include yaga but i have no idea for him and im on a time crunch😭 so sorry bestie #literally posting on the last day cuz i SUCK

[purpleqilinwrites]

first.

a/n: these days have been feeling yucky to me (unrelated to fandom), so i wrote a little nanami thing to cheer myself up.

fandom: jujutsu kaisen

character: nanami kento

genre: fluff

info: established relationship (nanami is your husband); reader is also a jujutsu tech alumnus

warnings: high school dumbassery

synopsis: allegedly, gojou was your first kiss. allegedly.

word count: 1.3k

Nanami Kento

"Can I help you?" you asked, your smile evident in your tone as you looked at Nanami from over the novel in your hands.

There was a certain sullenness that knitted his brows together, one you recognised as being a symptom of having a few too many necessary interactions with a certain white-haired sorcerer. Nanami slumped backwards into the armchair, running a hand down his face with a tired sigh. You chuckled lightly to yourself as you waited for him to speak, eyes fixed on the words on the page in front of you but not reading any of them.

"Gojou-san said something to me as I was leaving the school, and I'd like you to confirm or deny it," Nanami said, finally.

You let out a thoughtful hum, slotting an expired stamp card into your novel before closing it and leaving it on the coffee table. "And what did he say?" you asked, feeling the beginnings of a strain in your cheeks as your smile widened, anticipating.

Gojou did say the damnedest things sometimes.

Nanami groaned, his hand immediately going to his already loosened tie to tug it off his neck. The collar of his dress shirt fell open in the absence of the tie, and you allowed yourself to be distracted by his Adam's apple for a second before bringing your attention back to the increasingly interesting conversation you were having.

"Before I say anything else, I want you to know that I'm asking purely for curiosity's sake."

You nodded along, urging him to continue. He let out a long exhale as a means of pause, and you mirrored the break in his words to settle into a more comfortable position on the couch, still anticipating.

Nanami was uncharacteristically hesitant with his words, as though he was rephrasing himself several times before anything could leave his tongue. When your husband was like this, it brought to remembrance a younger version of him who tended to cut himself off in the middle of sentences because he wasn't satisfied with how his thoughts came out. He had always been more careful when he was speaking to you.

You mentally put aside a reminder to buy some kikufuku for the sole purpose of eating the whole box in front of Gojou and not sharing. If you felt particularly devious when the day came, you could always flick some of the rice flour left at the bottom of the box at him. Maybe leave a suspicious white handprint or two on his back for his students to pester him about.

"Of course," you said, still smiling, still waiting. "But please, just say what's on your mind. I don't think I can take much more of this mystery."

"Gojou-san seemed to be under the impression that he was your first kiss. He said—"

You couldn't contain the violent cackling that boiled over your lips, slapping your hands on your thighs and folding over in your seat. "I'm-I'm sorry! Hah! Please— Go on," you said, your words coming out in pieces as you tried to stop laughing long enough to hear Nanami out.

He sighed at the sight of you misty-eyed and happy, a fond smile pulling on his lips.

While you busied yourself with wiping your tears on the ends of your sleeves, Nanami stood and stepped around the coffee table to sit beside you. You moved to swing your legs over his lap when you felt the couch dip with the addition of his weight, scooting close enough to prop your cheek on his shoulder. His hand naturally came to rest on your hip, and he leaned in to press a few kisses into your hair.

"That's what you wanted to know?" you asked, eyes bright and still slightly out of breath.

Nanami regarded your face for a moment, silently admiring you. His other hand came to cup your jaw and you obliged him, your mouth pliant against the insistent press of his.

"Is it true?" came your husband's voice, his breath warm on your face. You shook your head, chasing his lips and relishing how they curved into a smile against yours.

"But I did kiss Gojou once," you said, breaking the string of saliva with your finger as you reclined into the backrest of the couch. The pleased expression on Nanami's face immediately soured terribly. He motioned for you to elaborate before placing a hand on your thigh, squeezing lightly.

"It was in the first year of high school, sometime at the beginning of the school year," you started, laughing when Nanami's eyebrows shot up. "My first kiss was actually Shouko. After, I kissed Getou and then Gojou. All on the same day."

The pinch of his lips told you that he was still processing this revelation, so you waited. It was a lot to process even for you, when you suddenly remembered it when the school year came to an end. Three people you kissed in one day, simply because Gojou hounded the rest of you to "live life a little".

You idly smoothed the palm of your hand over the muscular plane of Nanami's chest, feeling the steady rise and fall of it as he breathed.

"You kissed all of your classmates? And on the same day?" he asked, incredulous. You nodded to both questions, your smile turning sheepish. Nanami's hand on your thigh squeezed again, more firmly this time, as if there was some written confirmation in your skin about the time you kissed three other people who weren't him.

"Tell me how it happened."

You blinked.

"Are you disappointed?" you asked, already looping your arms around Nanami's torso and tucking your head under his chin, an offering. He dropped a kiss into your hair and let his lips linger there, a quiet reminder that you never needed to fear him harbouring such feelings against you.

If anything, he was disappointed in all three of your classmates for whatever transpired in those early months of your time in Jujutsu Tech. In Ieiri, Getou, and especially Gojou.

"No matter what, I love you, remember?" was the promise that he whispered into your hair, a reprise of the firm promise he gave you on your wedding day.

You giggled, repeating the words into his collarbone. It tickled him, both the feeling of your breath on his exposed skin and the assurance that you felt loved in his arms.

"Gojou started it," you said, and it made perfect sense. Nanami had suspected as much when he first heard the words from Gojou's lips. Of course, it was his upperclassman's fault. "He was convinced that having a 'kiss fest', as he called it, would be a good bonding experience for everyone. Like it was something normal to do in high school."

You left room for him to ask questions, knowing him and knowing that he'd definitely want to know more. Mentally, you replayed the whole 'kiss fest' and everything that led up to it, catching yourself by surprise with how crisp some of the details were in your mind's eye. It was a thing that you happened to participate in while you were in high school, completely uneventful and entirely disregarded.

After all, the best part of your high school years was meeting your husband. Everything else was just happenstance, smooth rocks that marked out the road that led to him.

"Did you enjoy it?" was the question that pulled you from your reminiscing.

You put your finger to your chin in thought. "Based on what? Like, taste or something?" you asked, drawing a blank when you pondered how best to answer the question posed to you. You knew when it came to him there was no wrong way to say things. It was more that you wanted to properly convey how little those three kisses meant to you.

It was Nanami's turn to laugh, the sound warm and inviting you to do the same. You brushed away the stray golden strands falling in his face, taking in the handsome image before you and committing it to memory.

#jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen scenarios #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #nanami kento #nanami kento x reader #fic #fluff #kaija writes #kaija writes: jujutsu kaisen #i love one (1) man #!!! #i think gojou was a funky lil guy in high school #and nanami wasn't having any of it #anyway #i thought it would be funny if gojou told nanami #“hey man i kissed your darling once” #or something like that #because nanami would be normal about it you know #i can't say that for much of the cast of jjk #in general

[nanamikentoseyebags]

pairing: kento nanami x f!reader

content: just two grumps being grumpy together, alcohol consumption, pathetically self ship coded!!

wc: ~ 1.3k

a/n: my poor lil attempt to write something again, don't judge too hard, i just needed to feel some comfort

Whoever is in charge of the event has terrible taste in music, Kento Nanami mentally remarks, taking a small sip of the way more disgusting whiskey and placing the glass on the bar with an audible "clink". He wearily surveys the room, running his eyes over the expensive gilt-framed paintings, the elaborately inlaid furniture, and the huge elephant in the room in form of a grand black piano, that most definitely hasn't felt a human touch in at least a couple decades.

Myriads of stars are scattered across the ceiling in intricate patterns, like fluttering moths surrounding a lonely chandelier, decorated with what looks like tiny diamond droplets. It radiates a soft glow that seems to make even the faces of these people look pleasant somehow. He hates this place, or rather he has to hate it, because now it has become a nest of the most poisonous snakes - a reception for the richest, most prominent, most influential people in the city: the owners of the biggest financial companies that seem to own the whole world in their heads. Kento frowns, rubbing the bridge of his nose tiredly and cursing his boss for obliging him to attend it.

A quiet “Ughhhh, that’s disgusting,” snaps Nanami out of his thoughts, drawing him to turn in your direction, watching curiously as you spit out one of the appetizers and wrap it in a napkin. "This is a real culinary crime! Who the hell would think of ruining food so cruelly? Ugh, I should sue them for the moral damage this appetizer just did to me". Reaching for your glass, you took a couple sips and held it out to your boyfriend, cringing, "and serving people champagne like that is a crime too. I thought everything was top notch at these receptions," you paused, "you know I'm going to say this, but I'll say it anyways, here: I could have done it better...God, I need something to wash this disgusting taste down with."

"Of course you would, darling," Kento chuckles, "And I don't think there's anything edible here at all," he sets your glass on a tray of a passing waiter, "I'm afraid you're the only sweet thing here."

A death stare, that's what he sees, turning to you again. "Very funny," you roll your eyes playfully, nudging him lightly in the side, "I always wonder…how do they do that?" you motion your hand to the groups of people talking amongst themselves.

"Do what?" his tilts his head to the side, leaning closer to you, his arm goes around your waist, slowly stroking the curve of your hip.

"Pretending to like everything, from terrible food to engaging into conversations with people they can't stand. Sometimes I think their faces are about to crack from those strained smiles."

“Long years of practice, I think. I doubt they'd be much good at it if they didn't know how to cast fake smiles at every partner and then ruin their firms with the same grin."

"Atrocious," you give a dismissive glance to another pair of presumably millionaires fluffing up their feathers and parading like male birds in front of a couple of women.

"Sorry for bringing you here, I-" he doesn't have time to finish the sentence, feeling your arms tightly circle his torso.

"I don't mind at all, I might even enjoy standing here with you all grumpy and dissatisfied with everything and everyone. It's more fun together," you wink at him, stroking his back.

“Oh yeah, I wouldn’t want anyone else to be grumpy with,” he pauses, looking at your perplexed expression, “okay…” with a sigh he continues, “in my defense I might just say that it sounded less cheesy in my head”. You giggle, watching the tips of his ears turning red. “On the other note,” Kento’s hand flies up to gently caress the apple of your cheek with his thumb, “I know I’ve said it like a thousand times today but you look absolutely divine.”

And he means it, as much as he hates to be here, he thinks you are made for this. You are made to be surrounded by this splendor he believes he fails to give you. As if you'd stepped out of one of those ornate paintings, in that ethereal silk dress of yours and hairdo, you really do look like a deity to him, walking around your chambers.

And before he even gets a chance to tell you this, a loud “Nanamiiiiii,” thunders across the whole space, the approaching steps of his boss reverberate tenfold in Kento’s head, as he reluctantly lets go off you and turns to face the horror in the flesh.

"Our most reticent Nanami has finally shown the world his gorgeous chosen one," the nearly bald, stocky man approaches you two with a broad smile, plastered on his face, exposing his porcelain teeth. His wrinkled face is adorned with a pathetically thin mustache, with gold-rimmed sunglasses perched on his nose. He smells of expensive alcohol and cheap cologne, you have time to notice a pair of huge rings on his fingers when he, without a second's hesitation, takes your hand and brings it to his lips. "Pleased to meet you, Ms. Y/n, Nanami doesn't spread himself too widely about his life, but your name almost never leaves his lips."

"Y/n, this is my boss, Mr...."

"I'm just Steve to you," he blurts out in a half-drunk grin, still not letting go of your hand. Kento’s eyes roll to the back of his head, as he rubs his temple tiredly, struggling to keep his cool.

"Nice to meet you...Steve," looking absolutely unimpressed, you gently pull your hand out of his iron grip, taking your now speechless with anger boyfriend, under his arm, and smiling with feigned gentleness, "Kento has told me a lot about you, thank you for inviting us to this wonderful dinner."

“Nah, that’s the best decision I’ve ever made,” he chuckles, “you should try to convince your man to go out more often, especially with such a beauty by his side, it should be a real pleasure. He has a great future, my dear, a great future,” he wagged his finger right in front of your face, “okay, lovebirds, I have to go… I have to go, I have to cheer up a couple of losers, whose careers I will destroy tomorrow.” And he bursts in an almost inhuman laugh that seems to make everyone in the room but him uncomfortable. “But I'll see you soon," and once again taking your hand in his leaves another loud, wet kiss on your palm before retreating to another direction.

“Ugh, what an asshole”, you wipe your hand on the soft fabric of your dress, "'so, did I get to act all happy? It was quite hard since I was affected by the sight of his awful mustache.”

Hearing no reply, you raised your head to meet the two agates that had been staring back at you for a long time, gleaming adoringly. Kento's face is playing with the brightest smile you've seen this evening.

“What?” you frown, not sure where the sudden burst of amusement is coming from.

“Nothing”, he smiles wider, “just glad I'm here with you. Speaking of which, why don't we sneak out of here right now?” he holds out his hand to you.

“I thought you'd never ask”, you let out a sigh of relief, intertwining your fingers, as you quietly head for the exit. Away from the lying people and cruel games, quietly grumbling about various little things along the way. He carries a pair of your uncomfortable heels in one hand as you walk beside him in your evening dress and favorite sneakers, clinging to him tighter and thinking that the world isn't so bad when you have someone to be grumpy with.

#not proofread #as jess says we die like men #junamicore #nanami kento #kento nanami #jjk nanami #nanami fluff #nanami kento x reader

[sexlapis]

nanami x gn reader, ns4w, fluff, praise, petnames, body worship slightly possessive behaviour

masterlists

nanami being a soft dom is so real…in & outside the bedroom. he enjoys foreplay throughly, he must worship you & your body. kissing your neck & all over you face, tugging at your nipples, caressing his calloused hands all down your body…his thrusts are soft, gentle yet so overwhelming…& he’s constantly praising you too….tellin you how pretty you look & good you make him feel & hugging you close all the while🥺he’s a big fan of eye contact during sex too. his beautiful thin brown eyes staring at your teary ones with a gentle gaze is enough to make you sob :(…& your orgasms are always so intense because of the slow pace & build up so ofc he has to talk you through them! nanami coos at you as you cum hard…your hands gripping his strong arms as you tremble..he wipes your tears with his thumbs & kissing your parted lips, speaking against them, “yes, sweetheart, that’s it, so good for me, so f-fucking good.” he chuckles softly at your fucked out expression & your hips desperately jerking against his in the midst of your orgasm as he thrusts gently. once you’re both finished nanami cups your face with his big, big hands & asks you if you feel good. he nods along with you when he respond with an enthusiastic ‘yes!’ & he says, “yes..i feel good too angel…lets get you cleaned up.” :((

now for s4w… nanami is just casually dominant in everyday life, without even realising tbh…he lends you his coat if you’re cold, holds your hand to help you down a set of stairs, carries you if your legs or feet hurt (or if you just don’t feel like walking fr), walks on the side nearest to the road when on the pavement, makes you lunch for work (he wakes up early so why not), ties your shoelaces, zips/buttons up your coat for u, if it’s cold outside then he’s making sure you’re wearing your scarf & gloves (then puts them on for you too), ordering food for the both of you, holds your hand tightly when crossing the road and anywhere in public esp in crowded places, has a hand of the low of your back to guide you through public places. speaking of physical touch, in public settings with friends or other people, nanami always has his hands on you somewhere, whether his arm is around your shoulders or his hand is on your thigh so everyone can see that you’re taken. if you’re ill then he’s calling your workplace to tell them so & then looking after you. when you’re telling nanami about your day & you get sidetracked or distracted then he’s (gently) grabbing ur neck or chin to bring you back to him & finish where you trailed off. washes ur hair when ur too tired to do so (yes esp if ur hair is thick n coily!). nanami puts jewellery (that he bought for u) on for you and does the buckles or straps of your shoes/heels (which he also bought for you). his favourite jewellery he got for you was the simple gold chain with a “K” initial on. yes it’s quite possessive, but frankly he doesn’t care..you like it & he thinks you look real pretty with it around ur neck…♡

ya i need this fr ♡

#i could say a whole lot more abt this but yea<3 #if you like this…your parents didn’t give you enough attention #☁️.nanami #nanami x reader #nanami kento imagine #nanami kento smut #nanami smut #nanami fluff #nanami kento fluff #nanami x y/n #nanami x gender neutral reader #nanami x you #nanami kento x reader #nanami kento x you

[zaimta]

Hello, I’m the Sai request. I really liked the way you write for him so I wanted to send you a second request. Can I please have headcanons of how cuddles and kisses would be with him?

zai says: it’s been a min

at the beginning of your relationship he would be hesitant to initiate any kind of physical touch. even when your hands would gently brush against each other he would jump away

his kisses are soft and hesitant. he would sweetly hold your face his hands. the first kiss hall had he didnt know what to do with his hands so he kept them awkwardly at his side. however he slowly learned that he loved holding you close to him and holding your face, he was holding the world in his hands.

as for cuddles he’s stiff as a board the first time y’all share a sleeping place. he’s so nervous and he doesn’t wanna do anything to ruin your mood. he only scotches closer if you tell him you’re fine with it but even then it’s like two inches.

but when he gets used to it he doesn’t mind being either a little or big spoon. sometimes he has a hard day or starts to over thing so all he wants is to be held by you. he’s nice and snug and loves when you run your fingers through his hair do that and he’s out like a light

#sai nanami x reader #dr stone x reader #sai nanami x you #sai nanami fluff #dr stone x you #dr stone headcanons #sai x reader #sai x y/n #sai x you #sai fluff

[junosmindpalace]

s/o asking dcst characters what hairstyle do they like the best on them? (like braid, low/high ponytail, bun, hair down, etc?) some fluff :)

preferably with senku, gen, ryusui, sai and tsukasa, but feel free to change the characters if you want to ^_^

thank you very much for you request!

a/n: if the premise didn't give it away...reader is implied to have long enough hair for styling in certain ways, but i did my best to be vague ;,)

SENKU: hair tied back.

-He’s not the type to care so much as to have a preference. Consciously, at least.

-But you spend loads of time with him in the lab, doing experiments or just spectating as he performs his own. Either way, most of your time with Senku is spent with your hair tied back. 

-Whether it be a headband or hair clips or a hair tie, you’ve gotta have it outta the way when you’re in the lab. So for the most part Senku is accustomed to seeing you with your hair back.

-And as everyone knows, science is his greatest love. He loves doing experiments, he loves learning about science, he loves talking about it, he loves it when people indulge him in his rants and is able to talk about it unfiltered with the person on the other end not only being able to keep up, but add on to the conversation meaningfully. 

-And you do all of that. 

-The connection here is weird, but bear with it!!

-There is nothing more attractive to Senku than someone who is passionate, and can keep up with him, as his general company usually cannot. Someone who takes an interest in his interests, and are capable and witty--and kind. 

-And because you spend so much time with Senku doing science related activities--going to museums, doing experiments, talking about theories, spending time in the lab--that big love of science sort of becomes synonymous with you.

-He starts seeing you just a little differently during all of those times when your hair is back; when you say something witty, when you laugh victoriously at a successful or aweful experiment, when you challenge his views with ideas of your own. When you best demonstrate your intellect and curiosity, all things that Senku finds leave a stirring in his chest and when he sort of views you at your most beautiful, your hair is tied back.

-So even though on the surface he really doesn’t care how you choose to wear your hair, subconsciously, he’ll always find you at your most beautiful when your hair is back, associating it with the thing that made him so attractive to you in the first place. 

“I don’t really care.”

“Can you for once not be difficult?” You deadpan from behind your goggles. He doesn’t even spare you a glance when he responds to your question, keeping his eyes trained on the various beakers in front of him as he circles the counter they were sitting on. You huff as you approach the opposite end of the counter, lowering yourself to be at eye level with his engrossed gaze. “I mean--really? You don’t have any style that stands out to you?”

“Maybe if you randomly shaved it all off.”

“So you like buzzcuts?” 

“I don’t care.” He repeats back, this time finally looking up to shoot you an irritated look through a slit in between two beakers, and you huff, muttering about how he’s no fun before getting back to the experiment at hand. 

But when he’s certain you aren’t paying attention to him any longer, he lets his eyes find you again, and they linger as he takes in your features. 

He can’t help but think back to your question as he does so, his mind simulating various styles he’s seen you wear your hair in almost like a makeover game. 

They’ve all been nice, every single one he envisions in his mind. Some quirkier and more elaborate than he personally prefers in general, but still; nice. 

The simulation ends in his mind's eye and he’s back to present day you, with your hair tied back as it often is with all the experiments the two of you work on, and he can’t help but think he has a certain appreciation he just can’t describe for it. All he knows is that he likes it and that it suits you it in a way that leaves his heart skipping a beat, and if he really had to answer your question, he’d probably say that he preferred this style.

GEN: hair down, framing face.

-It’s a more modern, glamorous preference, what can he say. 

-It’s pretty stereotypical, but there’s a reason why it’s so appealing. 

-He likes how perfect your hair looks, as if you came out of a dream. 

-It just takes his breath away; of course you look gorgeous any time, but when you go out of your way to style your hair all shiny with delicate and elaborate pieces framing your face, his breath gets caught in his throat and he’s staring a little too much. 

-It’s maybe because it’s more rare; you’re not always going to have the energy to style your hair so elaborately, so it’s more of a treat that he can’t help but appreciate. It’s a good kind of different. It only enhances your already gorgeous features and he can’t help but grow warm at the sight. 

-He’s embarrassing, really. It’s soo obvious he has this preference, but it’s also endearing the way he can’t stop making heart eyes at you. He’s sooo fucking smug with himself when you hold his arm when you wear your hair so elaborately, as if he’s showing off a treasure chest of gold--though not even all the jewels in the world could amount to you. 

-Also likes to twirl the framing pieces with his finger. He thinks he’s so slick, he tries to be 100% more charming. You just make him so nervous with how gorgeous you look, he feels the need to make up for his own feelings of inadequacy. Especially when other people also appreciate the look as well. 

“So you think I’m ugly, then?”

“I never said that!” 

You snort at his horrified expression, crying out defensively when you accused him of only finding you attractive with the glamorous hairstyles he had been dreamily going on and on about since you asked him, with his answer being a lot longer than you anticipated. 

“I’m kidding! But really? I rarely style my hair like that.”

“I can’t help what I like.” He replies simply, leaning an arm back against the trunk of the tree the two of you were sitting against as he leans over to tug at the ends of your hair. “It’s grown out a bit.” 

“Not like I can get a proper haircut in this era; or a glamorous look.”  You state frustratedly, observing both yours and Gen’s primitive clothing slightly distastefully. It could be absolutely worse, but you miss your old, comfortable, stylish clothes along with the elaborate do’s you’d get done for special events.

Gen could only turn his brows up empathically and offer you a shrug, pulling his hand away from your locks of hair. “Haaah…well, what can you do?” 

He stares at you from the corner of his eye, however, a playful smile dancing across his lips.

“You don’t need it, though. You look breathtaking all the time.” 

You snort again and roll your eyes at the exaggerated compliment, but lean in closer so you could rest your head against his shoulder. 

“Wish I could say the same about you.”

“Oh, you wound me.” 

RYUSUI: he likes them all…but likes when you accessorize your hair. 

-It’s criminal that you'd ask him such a question, really.

-When he absolutely ADORES all of them. 

-Each one makes you a different kind of endearing that he just can’t get enough of, from simple, lazier looks to time-consuming and expensive do’s that make you look like you belong on the red carpet--which he always thinks you do, by the way (not to mention he funds all your trips to your stylist).

-He genuinely has to wrack his brain and pick apart all of your looks if you really insist on him answering the question properly. He thinks of all the updos, all the curls and waves and straightening, all the specific cuts…and he STILL can’t pick a favorite.

-Sorry, you can’t get much more out of him than that. He can go on and explain the appeal of each one if that's what it’ll take for you to realize what you’re asking isn’t so easy to answer. 

-To satisfy you, however, he does say that he particularly loves it when you accessorize your hair in one way or another. He likes the creativity, and it just suits your hair type so well. Whatever it might be--pretty hair ties, any special head accessories, whatever--, he thinks it only enhances your already incredible look. 

“Ryusui, I don’t care about all that. Can you please just answer properly?”

He gets where your exasperation is coming from, truly; after all, he’s the one having the most difficulty answering your question as he illustrates in detail what’s going on in his mind as he thinks, every hairstyle having its own charm that he adores. 

“But how can I pick? I love them all!” 

You frown at him for a moment before eventually sighing and shrugging your shoulders, putting your hands up in surrender as you sit down on one of the benches in his workroom. “Okay, fine. If you can’t choose, you can’t choose.” 

“Exactly!” he says almost relieved, pointing the pencil he was using to make blueprints at you. But even so, he follows and takes a seat on the bench beside you and continues to go through that mental list of hairstyles he’s seen you wear as he leans his head back against the wall and eyes your strands of hair. 

There’s a pause between the two of you for a moment before he says, with all the seriousness in the world: “But you know…I especially like when you accessorize them.” 

You tilt your head to look at him and raise your brows. “Accessorize? With what?”

“With anything. Any way you wear your hair is gorgeous, but it’s somehow even better with something in it.” and as he says this, he brings the pencil he had been twirling between his fingertips up to your face, tucking it into the strands by your temple. You laugh when he pulls away, and he can't help but smile.  

Yup, any accessory.

SAI: anything with a braid.

-He is SO flustered when you ask.

-And even more embarrassed when you insist he gives you a straight answer after he meekly responds that he loves every single one of your looks.

-And it’s the truth!!!

-But you still want a singular, concise answer, so he thinks, nervous that this might be some sort of test he has to pass. 

-And like his brother, he truly can’t pick one specific look that he really likes. 

-But then he spots a pattern when he reflects on looks that he’s really liked and realizes they all shared a common feature: they all had some sort of braid in them.

-Doesn’t care about the style, length, thickness, whatever. Whether it’s one big one or two small ones framing your face or your entire head braided, he loves them. He loves the variety, and in general he just finds the design so beautiful. 

-He doesn’t admit it when he answers your question, but he finds himself even more in awe of your hair if the braids in one way or another are accessorized. A ribbon, a bandana, whatever, he thinks it adds to the look tenfold. But he thinks just the simple braids on their own look gorgeous.

“If this is another one of your tests--!”

“I promise it isn’t! Can you please just answer?” 

He stares at you expectantly, and a little bit nervously, as he tilts his head away from yours. 

“I mean…” he starts carefully, still not fully convinced by your words. “I like them all…”

You give him a look that tells him you aren’t convinced by his words, and he finds himself getting irritated again from the (completely unnecessary) pressure of the question. “It’s the truth!” 

“Yeah, but! Don’t you have one specifically?” 

“I don’t know…”

You huff, frustrated by his lack of response, and take a step away from him. He mentally sighs in relief over being free from the hounding. “Not even one?” You try for the final time. He pursues his lips and thinks on your question again.

He likes that one time you wore your hair up; he really liked that one. And then that other time you had a sort of half up half down. And those unique buns were also pretty nice...

And as he continues to reflect on instances where he found himself doing a double take over your hair, he realizes that all of them share one detail in particular. 

“Braids.”

“Hm?” 

“I like…when you wear braids.”

Not actually expecting a genuine answer, you can only stare and blink at him. His face grows warmer at the blank eye contact, pink rising up his face at your lack of a reaction. “What?!”

“Nothing! I just didn’t expect that.” 

But after your initial shock, you can't help but smile at how bashful he is over his answer, and he only grows even more exasperated (and embarrassed) when you now badger him about which specific braid styles he likes best.

TSUKASA: low styles, specifically hair down. 

-It’s simple, but it's the simplicity that’s so beautiful to him. 

-He likes to be able to touch your hair one way or another, whether by patting your head, twirling the strands or raking his fingers through the locks, and having it in an updo or some sort of elaborate hairstyle means he cannot do that. Doesn’t mean that he doesn’t like them of course! But if he were to have a favorite hairstyle, it’s a more casual one. 

-There isn’t all that much to it. He isn’t one to find a specific style uglier or superior, but he likes that this specific style is so versatile; it doesn’t necessarily have to be open either. Whether it’s in a low hairstyle like a bun or a ponytail, he just likes the lower styles better. 

“What hairstyle do you like best on me?”

It’s quiet in the classroom the two of you are sitting in, most of the students simply lounging and drifting around as they wait for their next class to begin. You and Tsukasa respectively lean your arm against your heads to bring them closer together, faces only inches apart as you talk lowly among each other. A little break to catch up after spending the busy school day mostly apart. 

He watches you as a finger circles around a stray strand of your hair, brows ever so slightly creasing together. “Hairstyle?”

“Yeah, like…do you prefer my hair in buns? In waves? Think I’d look good with an undercut?” 

He glances at the hair curled over his finger and framing your face, thinking to himself for a moment as he mulls over the question in his head. “I like your hair right now.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, I like it down.” he mutters with a small smile, twisting the soft strands between the pads of his fingers, reveling in the sensation and watching the curl it creates bounce.

“You don’t like waves, or a cut of some kind or…?”

“I do. But you said to pick one, right?”

And with all the love and attention he’s showing your hair as he delicately cards his fingers through the strands, you can’t help but smile and hum in validation, satisfied enough with his answer. Enjoying the relaxing sensation of your hair being played with, you rest your head down on the desk, and he smiles at your content expression.

#yall ill beautify my posts again TRUST i just have to figure out how #entering the final week of finals! hope everyone has been doing okay with theirs! #dr stone x reader #dr stone fluff #dr stone oneshot #senku ishigami x reader #senku ishigami fluff #senku ishigami oneshot #gen asagiri x reader #gen asagiri fluff #gen asagiri oneshot #dcst x reader #dcst fluff #dcst oneshot #ryusui nanami x reader #ryusui nanami fluff #ryusui nanami oneshot #sai nanami x reader #sai nanami fluff #sai nanami oneshot #shishio tsukasa x reader #shishio tsukasa fluff #shishio tsukasa oneshot

[riaki]

what is toji fluff

#how is toji fluff #im sorry #i am NOT a part of toji nation. #i like his son more #ion think i’ll ever write for him… #or geto #or nanami #like i just cant if i don’t already like them 😕 #all that to say #edpect lots of writjng of literallybjust my favs lol #i’ll write for those charas if someone asks but you’ll never catch me doing it of my own free will #yapping #HOW DO U SQUEEZE FLUFF FROM A THING LIKE THAT

[peachsayshi]

I'm thinking about the moments where you’re lacking confidence but your fave still looks at you with eyes saturated in love...and the minute they hear you negatively criticizing yourself, they decide the best solution would be to take their sweet time to fuck all those insecurities out of you  😌

#asldkfjs my mind is running with thoughts! #I'm thinking about this specifically with nanami toji and geto #ughhhhhhhh #should I just do some hc's #I want to write more angst + fluff related things #peach says hi

[sttoru]

·.⌇ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒. height difference + jjk men — seeing you struggling to initiate a kiss, ft. gojo, nanami, toji, choso

note. super self indulgent once again woopsies

tags. jjk men x female reader (separately). fluff, suggestive themes. size difference obviously: reader is shorter than the characters. little hint of an age gap in toji’s part (you; early 20’s, he early 30’s). reader gets referred to as ‘small, short, adorable’. nicknames used ‘baby, sweetheart, princess, little girl, angel’. includes drabbles for each character.

𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔

“what’s the matter, baby?” satoru easily notices whenever you’re internally debating something. you’d fidget with your clothes, look around and nibble on your bottom lip.

even if you say that it’s nothing, your lover knows that you mean the exact opposite. he walks hand-in-hand with you out of the boutique where he had bought you a pretty dress. his thumb rubs your skin gently, hoping to comfort you with whatever you’re struggling to say.

“it’s uhm,” you finally speak up. satoru halts his steps and tilts his head with a curious pout on his lips. he doesn’t wish to pressure you into anything, so he keeps quiet.

his blue eyes follow your movements from behind his sunglasses. you step closer to him, your small hands travelling up to gently hold onto his jacket. you gulp before balancing your entire body on your toes—creasing your shoes a bit by doing so.

at this point, satoru knows what you’re trying to do. your actions are absolutely adorable and make the sorcerer giggle. he wants nothing more than to squish your cheeks together for being so cute. especially because you’re failing to reach his lips.

“oh, do y’need help maybe?” satoru asks with a smug grin. you frown and try to stand on the tips of your toes, though that didn’t seem enough. your lover needs to lower his head a tad more for you to kiss him.

satoru tilts his head backwards instead. he loves to see you pout and struggle to carry out such an affectionate act. he can’t help it—you’re so fun to tease, “c’mon, you can do it, baby!”

when you give up due to his constant teasing, the white-haired man gasps dramatically. you smack his bicep and turn around with a huff, “forget it.”

before you can take another step away from him—satoru’s hand reaches out to hold your wrist. he pulls you back against his chest, warm palm holding your cheek and tilting your head up so his glossy lips could meet yours.

“sorry,” satoru mutters against your mouth. his tongue sneakily swipes against yours which causes you to squirm. he gives your bottom lip a playful nibble in response, “couldn’t resist teasing you a little.”

𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎

“welcome home, dear!” you greet kento at the front door as per usual. he sighs in relief and smiles tiredly, appreciating your appearance before him. he seems utterly exhausted from his most recent mission.

“it’s good to see you, sweetheart,” kento shuts the door behind him. he takes off his shoes and places them where they belong before doing the same with his coat. he looks down at you as you help him tidy his belongings, “you’re looking beautiful tonight.”

to say you’re flustered is an understatement. kento always knows just how to get you shy and embarrassed from the casual way he compliments you. you’re in your pyjamas and apron—barefaced with nothing extra going on and yet your lover is completely engrossed by your looks.

“thank you,” you murmur back with a bright smile. kento smiles as well after seeing your happy expression. that’s what he does it for.

you hold kento’s hand and feel its warmth engulf your skin. his palms are a little rough; probably from the hard work he put into those recent missions he did. you look up at the blonde man in front of you and want nothing more than to kiss him—show your gratitude for everything he does for you.

thus, you lean in and stand on your toes, balancing on one foot whilst the other floats a few centimetres above the wooden floor. it’s hard to find a balance, though your attentive partner is quick to lend a hand.

“careful,” kento whispers, his voice so husky that you feel a shiver run down your spine. his big hands settle on your waist and he doesn’t waste a single second after that.

he leans in as well, head lowered to yours and your noses lightly brushing against each other. kento’s lips find your soft ones—interlocking them in a passion filled kiss. you can feel his entire body relax even more. as if he’s waited all day to be back home. to be back to you.

to kiss and hold you close.

𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈

“over here, princess,” toji calls you over with a subtle wave. he’s leaning against a brick wall, hands in the pockets of his black jacket. you walk over to him with an excited smile—happy to spend some quality time together with him today.

“hey, i missed you,” you comment and wrap your arms around his waist. you nuzzle your face against his chest to which toji reacts by giving you an awkward head pat.

the older man lifts your head up and away from his body by holding onto your chin. his eyes run over your face, letting out a short content hum. he’s missed you a lot too. not that he’d tell you that directly.

“how’s uni for ya?” toji asks. the pad of his thumb rubs your cheek and you lean into his touch. it brings a little smirk to his face—seeing how easily you become putty in his hands is rather amusing.

“been okay for most part,” you shrug and fail to maintain eye contact with your boyfriend. he probably doesn’t do it on purpose, but his half-lidded eyes makes your lower abdomen feel funny.

you’re still so nervous around him, though you’ve got the guts to at least kiss him first. you missed the feeling of his lips against you after all. the constant, soothing rubs of his thumb against your cheek only intensifies your desire.

you lift yourself up on the tips of your shoes. your cold hands cup toji’s face and he immediately gets what you’re trying to do. he snickers at the sight of you struggling to reach him and acts like he doesn’t know what you want.

. . until you whine about how you really want to kiss him. that man is sold the moment he hears your whiny voice.

“fuck. c’mere, little girl,” toji’s veiny hands go around your waist and move down to cup your ass, his lips crashing down onto yours with a desperation he’s never kissed you with before.

𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎

“do i need to add salt? she’s talking too fast,” choso ask whilst scratching his head. he’s watching a youtube video on his phone; specifically a cooking one. he’s attempting to copy a recipe in his kitchen and you’re helping him since he doesn’t know too much about phones. and cooking apparently.

you giggle and grab the phone from the counter. the lady’s words are incomprehensible due to the video being on two times the usual speed. you return the settings to normal with a light hearted chuckle, “yeah, because you’ve sped up the video, silly.”

“oh,” choso smiles sheepishly. he checks the stove and makes sure the food isn’t burning before turning towards you, “thank you. you’re a lifesaver, heh.”

you can’t help but admire the view of choso in front of you. he’s in an apron which is too small on him since it’s yours—his chiseled chest accentuated by the fabric. his black hair is up in a small ponytail and his cheeks are red. probably from embarrassment.

“you’re adorable,” you comment lovingly. choso’s cheeks turn even redder by your compliment and he sputters some words about how he ‘needs to focus on his cooking’.

you interrupt his stammers by getting closer. your lover stops and his lips are parted—giving you the perfect chance to capture them into a kiss. well, you try to at least

choso notices your silent struggles and blinks. it takes him a second to fully grasp the situation before he decides on helping you. he smiles warmly, his beefy arms effortlessly lifting you up to his height, encouraging you to wrap your legs around his waist.

one hand is on your thigh, the other holding the back of your head to deepen your shared kiss. choso pulls away and attaches his lips to your neck, settling you the counter, “want more, angel. you drive me crazy.”

#sttoru writes. #jjk x reader #gojo x reader #toji x reader #nanami x reader #choso x reader #jjk fluff #gojo satoru x reader #toji fushiguro x reader #gojo fluff #nanami fluff #choso fluff #toji fluff

[sugume]

MOMENTS WITH YOUR PREGNANT BELLY w/Jujutsu Kaisen  

( CW ) f!reader, reader is pregnant(duh), tooth-rotting fluff  

Featuring: Gojo Satoru, Toji Fushiguro, Nanami Kento, Geto Suguru 

author's note: short rewrite from my old blog

☾ GOJO SATORU 

"Toru, stop splashing my stomach!" you exclaimed at your playful husband, attempting to push the lukewarm bathwater onto your stomach, inadvertently splashing your face. "But she likes it, look!" he exclaimed with a huge smile as your daughter continued to kick your stomach. "I don’t need to look; I can feel it," you rolled your eyes. "Feels like she’s trying to break my ribs." You let out a little grunt when she kicks a particular spot. Satoru shoots a worried glance at you. "Are you alright?" he asks, rubbing smooth circles on your stomach. "I'm okay; she just keeps kicking the same spot," you gave him a small smile when he leans down to kiss your belly. "Hey now, take it easy on your momma, or no more splashes for you," he mummers to your stomach. As if your daughter understood, she stops and starts gently kicking in another area. "Look, Angel, she listened to me!" he exclaims before pushing more water into your stomach. "Toru! You got water in my nose!" 

☾ TOJI FUSHIGURO 

"Are you okay, beautiful?" Toji inquired, concern evident in his eyes as he observes you holding your stomach with a furrowed expression. "Just a big kick from the baby," you struggle to get out, your stomach contracting. "C'mere--lemme make you feel better, baby," he whispered, sitting up on the headboard of the bed and pulling you between his open legs. "What are you doing, Toji?" You question as your husband reached towards the nightstand to grab something. "Makin’ my girl feel better–just lay down and relax," he whispers in your ear before placing a gentle kiss on your shoulder. With the cramps becoming unbearable, you had no other choice but to obey. Eyes squeezed tight, body resting on Toji’s toned chest, you tense when he starts to gently massage your stomach with what feels like lotion. A moan of relief escaped you involuntarily. "That’s right, let me take care of you," he mummers, continuing the soothing massage. 

☾ NANAMI KENTO 

"Are you ready to taste heaven, babies?" Nanami smiles warmly at your stomach as if expecting your unborn twins to give a response. Quickly, he leans down and places two affectionate kisses on your stomach, one for each baby. "C'mon, Kento, ’m hungry!" you pout, crossing your arms over your chest. Nanami was supposed to be giving you new food items that he found online, but the more he talks, the more it seems like he's eager for his children to be the taste testers rather than you. "You know they can’t actually give you a review, right?" you question your husband, but he ignores your sass and reaches for a plate. "Duh, ‘course I know that, but they're still going to taste it inside of you," he says as if it's the most obvious thing. "Yeah, all mashed up and mixed with a bunch of different foods. Now, give me that plate–I’m hungry!" you insist, reaching out for the plate as your husband laughs. 

☾ GETO SUGURU 

"I don’t think they like me," Suguru grumbles, and you laugh as your unborn child tries and fails to kick their father's head off your stomach. "Hell," Suguru yanks his head up and glares at your protruding stomach. "Hey, don’t cuss at my baby," you laugh. "I wouldn’t have to if my baby wasn’t trying to give me a concussion," he rolls his eyes dramatically before rubbing his calloused fingers on your stomach, The baby kicks at his hand. "Don't be so dramatic, Sugu," you roll your eyes at your husband as he continues to tease your child with his hand. "How do you think I feel when they’re kicking my bladder at three AM?" you laugh. "You better not come out as moody as your mommy," he taunts before pressing a soft kiss on your stomach. "I’ll give you whatever you want when you come out if you let me lay down in peace, deal?" he whispers to your stomach, and all he gets is a harsh kick. "Deserved.” You huff out. 

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