idk about you guys but I think he has a wife
in which the married man nanami kento cannot stop using every single excuse to call you his wife. he just can’t help it, it sounds really nice.
at the bakery, instead of looking for it he went to the counter to ask, “excuse me, do you have whole wheat bread? my wife prefers that over the plain one.” was there a reason for him to mention you? nope. is he going to to it again? absolutely.
he now brings home cooked lunch to work. the man who usually dreads the small talk from his coworkers now becomes quite eager when they notice the bento and asked him about it. “my lunch looks great? thank you. my wife cooked this for me.”
or when it’s after hours and there’s random talk amongst the workers such as places to visit on vacation. “these are really good recommendations, i’ll have to visit them with my wife if i have the chance.”
when he’s on grocery shop duty after work when you asked him to buy something from the market. kento tasted the one of the sample food and perked up, for two reasons. reason one is that he finds something you’d like, second reason, “where can i find more of this? my wife would love this.”
when a random stranger flirts with him and he didn’t miss a beat to say, “ah, you find me charming? thank you, my wife would agree.”
his phone would ring while he’s occupied in a work discussion and he had the slightest smile on his face as he stood up, “excuse me, my wife is calling.”
the way he always tried to insert you in every conversation even if the topic barely correlates to you. “i seriously almost drowned that day, the beach can be really dangerous,” one of his coworker said, finishing a story. and who would be able to know why kento felt the need to say, “my wife quite likes the beach.”
even in front of mutual friends such as gojo, as he knew the both of you back from high school days. “let me ask my wife first if she wants to come.” oh now it’s gojo’s turn to roll his eyes after so many years he has tormented the blond man with his antics. “you know that i know ‘your wife’ right? that she’s my friend too?” nanami looked at him, “what’s your point?” he deadpanned.
on the most random time of the day, he would say randomly during the day, his mind wandered to you as always. “i miss my wife.”
-
guys i think he has a wife
STOP I'LL CRY 🥹🥹
ft. Nanami ཐིཋྀ
ཐིཋྀ In which you, Gojo’s annoying little sister, get put in your place by none other than Nanami Kento.
ཐིཋྀ Warnings : mean! Nanami, Hair Pulling, Tie as gag, Face Fucking, Gagging, Heavy Degradation, use of Slut and Bitch (and Whore), No protection- he comes Inside you, Nanami absolutely destroying you.
ཐིཋྀ MDNI smut under the cut
Being Gojo’s brat of a sister. Always teasing Nanami about him not having a girlfriend. Constantly whining in his ears about the dumbest shit. You’re as annoying as your big brother, and Nanami can only tolerate so much.
Especially when you decide to be rude on top of it. Wanting to catch an attitude with everybody because something didn’t go your way.
That is exactly why Nanami had you on your knees taking his cock, his hand in your hair roughly bobbing your head along his thick length. “Is this what you needed to shut up?”
“Needed to be treated like the stupid slut that you are. Fucking annoying bitch.” He cursed, eyes dark with rage as he made you take him deeper. Loud gags filling the empty room as Nanami fucked your face.
Mascara filled tears ran down your face as you struggled to breathe. Your nails digging into the muscular man’s thighs. You could feel the tip of his cock slamming into the back of your throat with each movement of his hips. His pace fast and hard, heavy balls slapping your chin repeatedly.
Nanami’s head fell back, a string of curses leaving his mouth before he was yanking you up by your hair. Bending over his desk before thrusting into your sopping pussy with no warning.
You let out soft cries as he bullied your cunt open, stretching you out almost painfully. Nanami groaned loudly when you clenched down on him. His long fingers digging into your cheeks as your moans increased in volume. “Shut the fuck up.” he grunted. Pulling off his tie in one swift motion before stuffing it into your babbling mouth.
“Just shut up and take it. Had enough of your bratty attitude,”
Nanami’s hips snapped into yours inhumanly, your tits rubbing against the hard wooden desk as your body jerked with every thrust. It felt so good to put you back in your place. He was so fucking tired of hearing your whiny voice.
Nanami this. Nanami that. I want this. I want that. Always getting on like a fucking baby when you didn’t get your way. He was sick of it.
Nanami grabbed onto your two wrists bruisingly, holding them behind your back as his other hand found its place in your hair again. Pulling you up, Nanami held you flush against his chest, cock reaching even deeper than before as he fucked into your shorter frame.
You felt so tiny against him, your head resting on his broad chest as your sobs were muffled by the yellow and black cloth. Forcing your teary eyes open, you could see the pure rage on the man’s face. His eyebrows furrowed, hooded eyes glaring down at you and his lips pressed into a scowl.
It gave him maximum satisfaction to see you so stupid on his cock. “Maybe this was your fucking goal all along. To have me ruin you on my cock and fuck the attitude out of you.” He grunted.
“Fuck. You fucking brat. Look at you, where’s that annoying bitch now huh?” He laughed darkly. “Gotta keep fucking you like this to keep your dumb slut of a mouth in check.”
You let out a muffled cry, his tie becoming soaked with your tears and spit as drool ran down the sides of your mouth. Knees wobbly beneath you and your eyes rolled back as the man fucked you closer to orgasm.
“Fucking look at me.” he growled out, “Look at me as i break your pussy for my cock.” He demanded, his voice rough and deep. You whimpered, glassy eyes looking up at him through wet lashes til you met his brown eyes.
Your pussy clenched impossibly tighter, your slick running down your thighs as he fucked every last brain cell from your head. Until your mind was etched with nothing but him, his name, and his monster of a cock.
You could feel his veins rubbing against your gummy spot as your body began to shake. Muffled incoherent moans of his name being spilled straight into the fabric between your lips.
“Should’ve known sooner that this is what a slut like you needed. It’s all you’re fucking good for huh baby?” Your head nodded in agreement. Obscenely loud squelching sounds filling the room as he sloppily thrusted into your soaked pussy.
A smirk grew on the man’s face. “Maybe I should stop right now and leave you needy for my cock for the rest of the day.” You whined in protest, your tears ready to double in amount. Nanami only smirked wider, “Teach you a real lesson.”
Nanami’s mouth hung slightly in short groans, his abs tensing behind you. “Fuck, go ahead slut. Come. Make a fucking mess for me.”
Your body trembled uncontrollably, your moans and screams going unheard as you squirted. The clear liquid gushing onto the man’s thighs and tiled floor. “Fuck you’re such a dirty whore.” he spat, teeth clenched as he contemplated pulling out. “Gonna fill you up with all my cum. Someone like you is bound to be on the pill anyway.”
Nanami stilled deep inside you, his deep groan sounding in your ear as you felt hot ropes of cum coat your walls. “There we fucking go.” He sighed, remaining buried in your warm cunt for a few more minutes before pulling out.
Upon seeing your messy tear stained face, Nanami’s eyes widened. Did he go too far? Shit. Taking the dripping tie out your mouth, he opened his mouth to ask if you were okay. Instead taken aback when you hugged him tightly, looking up at him with a wide grin. You truly were a slut huh.
You giggled, “Wanted that for so long. Wish you would have done it sooner.” you pouted. And Nanami simply blinked in surprise as you nuzzled into his chest. You really were Satoru’s sister.
the fact that the first female human experience barbie goes through is being self conscious and experiencing sexual harassment mirrors how growing up as a girl one day you’re okay and the next all of a sudden you feel bad about your appearance and are receiving unwanted advances is something that can be so fucking important to be recognized in film
*cough* celebratory sex w Lando
But you’re Oscar’s sister 😚😚
this would solve every problem I have OMG. anon, you are such a genius
Fucking pains me when i go outside and see homeless ppl and like, not only they dont have a home for themselves but like they feel the need to explain themselves and be like "please i wont use the money for booze"
I'm like, i dont care, ive been homeless too, i know how it is, and i got no business being like "oh yeah i will help you but only if i agree with how you use the money i gave you"
I hate, hate, hate living in a society where the ruling class has deemed normal to have people sleeping and dying outside and made them feel less than human to the point they have to justify themselves
aw yeah bluey time
So real
the most fun a girl can have is finding parallels, noticing patterns, making connections, contemplating