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#what’s going on with kento
daisynik7 · 9 months
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You need Nanami on the sofa, fucking up into you as you straddle his lap, bouncing on his thick cock. You need him on the countertop in the kitchen, bent over the edge on your tippy-toes while his hips slap lewdly against your ass, pumping his shaft in and out of you. You need him in the shower, wet and dewy, soapy fingerprints littered on the tile walls. Then right after the shower, face-down on the bed, wrists slightly bounded by his spotted tie, sucking on your puffy clit from behind. Twist it and reverse it so you're on his face, riding his mouth until he comes. He hums into your skin, shooting his hot load onto his stomach, fucking his fist from the sheer taste of you on his tongue.
Yeah, that's exactly what you need.
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pieflavoredartz · 8 months
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(CLICK FOR BETTAAA QUAILTYY)
krbs?? whats ship is that, only tianami here‼️
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posletsvet · 7 months
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He also says what Mei Mei told him once: if you're searching for a new side of yourself (=if you're doubting the person you've lived to become in your last moments), go north; if you want to stay true to who you are (=if you are pleased with how you lived your life and how it shaped you as a person), go south.
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Hold on for a moment here. During Gojo's conversation with the apparitions of his dead friends his mind conjured, he and Nanami share what the last moments were like for each of them. And Nanami talks about how he had no doubts to plague his mind and heart, becoming the first sorcerer to carry no regrets to his grave.
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Isn't the latter the direction Haibara's pointing in? Because he's pointing at Yuuji. He's pointing out to Nanami that he lived his life for the people in it, he had someone to cling unto life and keep fighting for and someone to think of as he lets out his last breaths. He didn't live alone, and so he doesn't get to die lonely.
You only know the outlines of your soul by bumping into others. Isn't it what Haibara's presence reminds Nanami of? How well you've lived your life, how good a person you've become is measured by the people you've met along the way. And Haibara's pointing at Yuuji, telling Nanami that he has lived well for he has the memory of people he cared for and who cared for him in return to carry with him to the other side.
After all, we don't get to hear what Haibara says, but we do get Nanami tell Gojo that Haibara made his last moments brighter.
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onismdaydream · 3 months
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don't you think nanami would look so pretty all tied up?
it started with you binding his wrists together with his own tie, the sorcerer's fingers flexing as he tries not to focus too much on the smooth fabric against his skin. you both knew that he could easily rip through the weak knot but nanami was so careful with his movements, keeping his hands in front of him. gentle kisses to his neck and jaw, sweet praises mumbled against his skin, soft touches to his throbbing cock - all of it felt so much more intense with his restrictions. his tie ended up being stretched and stained, ruined for all intents and purposes. if it were normal circumstances, he'd say it was a shame, in that low and silky voice of his — a damn shame that his favorite tie had to be discarded.
but this was different. they weren't any ordinary circumstances. he loved the feeling of being bound, even if it was just that tiny bit, even if it began as a simple tease. so he easily replaced the tie. made a note to do more research into this new found fascination, to find some new material that wouldn't be so fragile.
over time, the knots became more intricate and secure, restricting more than just his wrists. there were times when all four of nanami's limbs were tied to the bed posts, times when you wrapped the ropes and silks so beautifully around him. an elegant and irresistible present for you to ravish.
you took your time leaving marks on his skin, biting and nipping at his thighs. you always admired that part of nanami, his thick and solid thighs that stretched his fitted pants. now, with the rope gently squeezing into the muscles, you couldn't help but cover him in dark bruises.
soft grunts and moans left nanami's lips, his mouth slightly parted as he panted, his gaze never once leaving your face. he could feel your breath fanning across his aching cock, twitching as a smile made its way to your lips. "so pretty like this, kento," you purr, your hands sliding up his legs, resting on his thighs. "all tied up like a present."
you don't give him time to respond — not that he would've, his brain too focused on the skin on skin contact. your tongue darted out to collect the precum that had gathered on his tip, your eyes fluttering at the taste and his own squeezing shut from the sensation. his fingers grasped at nothing, bound helplessly behind his back as you lowered your head, taking more of his length into your velvety mouth.
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this is easily the funniest thing I’ve ever said idk why this wasn’t responded to with absolute peals of laughter
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overlymetaromantic · 6 months
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Lucky bastard.
Bonus:
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k-martins · 9 months
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I don't know about you, but I'm going to freak out when this gets adapted into an anime
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nkogneatho · 5 months
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i am in the kitchen, making french onion soup with bread. i was gonna go with tomato soup but we had that yesterday and day before that and day before that. and this is my first time trying it. hopefully you'll like it.
oh look. it's 9pm. you're late again. as much as i appreciate you working hard, you overdo it. come home or i'll have to reheat everything.
it's 11pm now. ugh! you need to change your overtime habits, kento. come home.
kento?
kento?
hey, kento?
I pick up the phone and what is about to be the worst phonecall of my life. they tell me you're gone. they tell me you're dead. but how could that be? you promised me. you promised me in the afternoon you'll come home and we'll watch my favorite show as you enjoy what i cooked for you. and...and what about that surprise you promised me?? something about malaysia. come on, don't leave me hanging. i am waiting with the door open. it must be cold out there, right? i have a blanket ready for you. and my arms.
kento?
kento? the soup is cold, my love.
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bas-writes · 2 months
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enough with nanami being ino's romance mentor, we need more ino being nanami's wingman
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nanami-kento-archive · 2 months
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Chapter 247
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bbqhooligan · 3 months
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omfg in the end of Saiki K Live Action its pretty much implied he was going to let her have the date she worked so hard for because she had solved everything else, then the rival school delinquents attack, etc etc and when he rewinds the time to do it perfectly this time, he catches Teruhashi's coy glance his way and he exasperatedly smiles with affection. thats the only way i can describe that expression literally he looks like hes trying to hold his face in place but the smile is bursting out by force causing the awkwardness. THEY HAD THEIR DATE IN THE LIVE ACTION UNIVERSE
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pseudowho · 8 days
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I'm trying to have some downtime, but I'm also spontaneously plotting your colleague, Vampire!Higuruma, hunting you down through your office block at night
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-- Haitch xxx
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dailykugisaki · 5 months
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Day fourty-one | id in alt
Kugisaki looks so wack Everytime she's not paying attention, she's thinking of shopping, meaning a friend or a third more sinister and bad thing.
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t-u-i-t-c · 9 months
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"We will change the future."
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blissfullyabsurd · 5 months
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i love nanago as a concept but i genuinely can’t bring myself to see them as having any kind of connection that isn’t toxic one way or another. nanami will always just be a rebound. they don’t make love. they fuck. shit i don’t even think they would kiss during. when i imagine them i just see two desperately lonely souls that are helplessly grabbing at the only thing that hasn’t crumbled around them. each other. it’s so deliciously toxic and tragic. i love it. might write a one shot about them. thinking thoughts.
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scrambldmeg · 6 months
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nanami has had an unprecedented effect on me it seems,
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