@hangenism - Tumblr Blog

Posts

𝓖LITTER HAZEL. — ❤︎ she / her ・8teen ・ black ・multi-fandom・jjk-centric・enjin apologist・ sucker for angst ・ nanami's sweet girl ・ satoru's princess ・ jean's doll .ᐟ

A GLOW IN YOUR HEART ⋆˙⟡

navigation﹕ binge ⟢ byf ⟢ ask ⟢ m.list ⤵︎ ₊˚⊹♡

#⠀navigation ˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀

U ?

#⠀𐔌 inbox ♡⸝⸝#⠀. ౿ mooties ── .✦

what if we feel the Doki Doki

then it’s time apply shades of power!!!!

#⠀𐔌 inbox ♡⸝⸝#ILY MWAHHH #glitter force peak 🥹

hey girly!! i know you don’t know me but…

mira get the freak out of my inbox gojo is mine he doesn’t have any spare change go AWAY

#⠀𐔌 inbox ♡⸝⸝

hangenism

♡ ⸝⸝ things nanami notices before you tell him you’re pregnant ❤︎₊ ⊹

O1 — your fear of the baby aisle.

nanami was aware of how unique this pregnancy symptom was. some may consider it as unheard of. but alas, it was nanami's reality.

"let's go this way!" you exclaimed, turning around and heading in the opposite direction of the bakery.

"the bread is this way," nanami pointed towards the bakery, which for some reason was very close—too close—to the baby aisle for your liking... as in it was several aisles away, but still on the way and in the general direction of the bakery. you eyed the booster seats warily before plastering a fake smile on your face.

"let's take the scenic route. that way is soooooooooo boring." you didn't even wait for a reply this time, you just dragged your husband away from the cribs and diapers in the opposite direction of his beloved bread.

it was almost as if your subconscious knew something was up. you weren't exactly sure what was going on with you, nor did nanami, but you knew you had to avoid that aisle like the plague.

"can you be-lieve the prices of diapers these days? unbelieveable!" you said as you scurried off. nanami already knew you were weird—you’ve been married for some time now—but this was another level. small talk was a necessary precaution to ensure he was somewhat distracted.

"you just spent sixty dollars on an island of miis," he replied without missing a beat.

"hey! tomodachi life is totally worth it!"

"is it though? what exactly is 'zendaya hat theory' and why is there a man in her hat?"

"don't worry about it… look bread!" you pointed to the rows of bread and finally, your husband was distracted. you weren't prepared to explain to him how zendaya wore a hat once. he was chronically offline, his go to’s being only linkedin and gmail.

O2 — your ability to cry at anything

when nanami got home from work, he found you watching some trashy reality tv show on the couch. the show was playing some sort of funny recap, but for some reason, you were sobbing.

"sweetheart, what's wrong?" nanami rushed to your side and crouched beside you. he rested his hand on your back and tried to soothe you.

"it's j-just s-so s-sweet how s-she screamed at her." you hiccuped.

nanami shot you a puzzled look, but he continued to rub small circles on your back "uh huh."

"which is a-awful and really, really m-mean, b-but it means she cares. that's her sick and t-twisted way of s-showing it, you k-know?" you sniffled and his eyes met yours, which were threatening to spill even more tears.

"i do," he lied. he didn't know what to say. he was worried of saying the wrong thing and triggering you. he wasn’t sure how many kleenex boxes you had left.

the time after that, you were crying because of jake from statefarm.

"it's just s-so...inspiring how he's able to t-tell a story and sell insurance t-to the general p-public."

nanami was at a loss of words. was this some kind of prank?

"we should all be like jake from s-statefarm," you hiccuped and dried your tears with the sleeve of your sweater.

yeah, nanami was pretty sure it was a prank.

"hmmm...i think i'm more a flo from progressive guy myself," he joked lightly.

your eyes locked with his and he realized then and there that that was the worst possible thing he could have said. he spent the next thirty minutes reassuring you that he wasn't secretly in love with flo from progressive and that in reality, geico was actually miles better than the other two.

O3 — your newfound sense of smell

it was becoming borderline creepy. for some reason, you could smell anything and everything.

you were sitting on the bed as nanami got ready for work in the bathroom. your nose tingled and you frowned.

"nanami, since when did you smoke cigarettes?" you asked, not even trying to hide your disgust.

nanami poked his head out and frowned.

"hmm? i've never smoked a day in my life, you know this."

you raised an eyebrow. "then why the hell do you smell like a smoke shop?"

"firstly, i'm all the way over here, what are you—oh."

"ah, finally realized it's time to come out as a chainsmoker?"

he chuckled and shook his head.

"i gave my coworker a ride home and he's an absolute addict. but that was yesterday, i've showered since then..." he closed the door slightly to quickly sniff himself before peeking out again.

"i smell fine.”

"no...you smell divine," you wiggled your eyebrows at him. he groaned and closed the bathroom door shut, ready to hop into the shower once more for good measure. nanami kento was a salaryman, he couldn’t be caught smelling like he smoked a full pack of cigarettes every day. it would be bad for business—and for the baby.

thank you to nonnie who requested this, as promised here's the 2nd one! this is on queue, the first one was posted an hour before

hangenism

PART TWO IS HERE READ PART ONE HERE!!

#nanami kento x black reader #nanami x black!reader #nanami kento fluff #nanami kento x you #kento nanami x reader #nanami kento smut #nanami kento x reader #nanami fluff #nanami x reader #jjk #jjk x reader

hangenism

♡ ⸝⸝ nanami finds out you’re pregnant because gojo can’t keep his mouth shut ❤︎₊ ⊹

“nanamiiiii," gojo called out as he bursted into the office. nanami didn't even blink, his eyes were still glued to his paperwork. gojo frowned as he realized his dramatic entrance had fallen flat. he turned to walk out and try to get the blonde's attention again.

before clearing his throat, gojo stomped into the office and slammed his palms against the desk.

still no reaction.

"o-kay, i was gonna be nice and ask you how your day is going, but since you want to ignore me, i'll just tell you about my day."

nanami moved only to cross a sentence out with black ink. gojo let out a frustrated sigh before starting his tangent.

"today was great! i went to the grand opening of the new candy shop downtown. they had great stuff, all the classics and some really unique things too. then i got a deep tissue massage. that was quite relaxing. hmmmm... your wife and i went to try a new cafe. it was mehhh, waste of money."

nanami had gotten good at droning gojo out over the years. he did care about him, of course he did, but gosh, did he love to talk. and at the worst moments too. how could he not see that nanami was very busy doing important things.

"we went on a walk because the weather is nice. you'd know that if you'd stop being a hermit. then we passed by the pharmacy to pick up the test then—"

nanami froze. his efforts to ignore out the talkative man were abandonded as soon as he heard that.

"what test?" he asked, hazel eyes staring at gojo with such intensity that it freaked him out.

"just a pregnancy test. don't interrupt me, that's rude. anyways after that we visited the—"

"a pregnancy test? she's pregnant?" nanami was stunned. that was the last thing he'd expected the white haired freak to say. what? how could you keep something that huge from him and tell gojo out of all people instead? nanami took a deep breath. no…there has to be some sort of explanation to this.

it was gojo's turn to freeze in place. he was such a blabber mouth, he revealed a big secret without even realizing it. had nanami been ignoring him still, he would have moved on past that without ever realizing he let the cat out of the bag. now, the cat's owner was bound to rip his face off.

"errr... did i say pregnancy? hah! silly me...." he racked his brain for a good excuse, anything to save himself, but he came up empty. nanami looked very, very unamused, and that's when satoru knew. he was cooked.

"congrats! you’re going to a great dad! i hope it's a boy."

nanami still glared.

"…or a girl? you could do cute little tea parties together and dress up and oo!! oo!! and get manicures together. you'd definitely rock pink nail polish—"

nanami cleared his throat.

satoru dropped to his knees and clasped his hands together. "pleasepleaseplease forgive me. you weren't supposed to know. not yet." he cried out, squeezing his eyes shut. "you never heard that, okay? forget i ever said anything.”

silence. satoru's stomach twisted in knots. his desperate plea had fallen upon deaf ears. nanami's mouth was in a firm line as he glared at his childhood friend. satoru gulped and rubbed the back of his neck.

“get up.”

satoru scrambled up immediately. his hands were glued to his side like a soldier reporting to his superior. he was practically trembling in fear. he didn’t dare speak until he was given permission to.

“now,” nanami pushed up his glasses, “tell me everything you know.”

“s-she n-noticed,” he stammered. what did she notice again? fuck. he couldn’t blank again. not when he was just given a chance at redemption.

nanami waited patiently as gojo struggled to get a coherent sentence out. he found all this amusing. it was so gojo of him to spill a secret to the one person that he shouldn’t tell. nanami didn’t even have to pry it out of him, gojo did it all in his own. nanami scoffed. the irony.

“she noticed she felt very sick in the morning these past few weeks and decided to check it out. i promise she told me everything today, we were right by the pharmacy and she remembered… i had no idea beforehand.”

“hm.” nanami picked up his pen again and started on his paperwork again.

“yeah... that’s all i know.”

“thank you gojo. you may leave now. please shut the door on your way out.”

gojo gulped. was that it? was he finally off the hook?

“o-okay… sounds good.” he turned around and slowly walked to the door. before moving to close it behind him, he paused and turned around.

“wait, so does that mean i’m still a contender for godfather?”

nanami sighed.

"and have my child dropped on their head like you clearly were?" nanami clicked his tongue. "no thanks."

"rude..." satoru murmured on his way out.

later that night, you had everyone over for dinner.

"thank you everyone so much for coming! i hope the food was good."

"was delicious," toji said and patted his stomach. the rest of them chimed in with compliments too.

you beamed at everyone. "thank you, thank you... also, i have an announcement." nanami kissed your cheek softly and you giggled.

"i'm pregnant!"

the table buzzed with excitement. suguru raised a glass to congratulate you. shoko started fussing over your health. toji patted nanami's back and told him "good luck." utahime insisted that that was why you were glowing. but something was off....

"wait, did you guys already know?" you narrowed your eyes suspiciously.

the table now fell silent. it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. no one dared to meet your eyes. higurama awkwardly cleared his throat. "err, yes, yes we did."

you frowned. "what? how? i thought i—"

everyone's heads whipped to gojo. he froze mid-bite, the piece of food hovered halfway to his mouth as his brain visibly stalled, like it was trying to calculate every possible exit strategy and finding none that didn’t end in disaster. slowly, very slowly, his gaze lifted.

“…traitors.”

thank you to nonnie who requested this, as promised here's the 1st one! this is on queue, next one is posted

hangenism

PART ONE IS OUT, READ PART TWO HERE