Nani

20+ NSFW

[nanichi0]

I’m Nani, a self-taught artist who mostly draws multi-fandom fanart

Nani's Carrd

nani_chi1 carrd with info and links

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Note: I occasionally reblog fics on here that feature darker topics. These will be always be tagged with a trigger warning (tw followed by the topic, such as “tw dubcon”) so that you can avoid them if you wish.

[anguilliforme]

would you still love me if i was a small iridescent freshwater fish

[aquasprings]

choso's such a quiet guy. stoic, unreadable, and practically like a statue of a man.

but now, with your hands wrapped in his hair, those tied sections coming loose between your fingers?

he shudders. moans into his hand, his knuckles whitening from how hard he's gripping the sheets. he begs for more, more, more. more hairpulling, more sweet words whispered into his ear, more you.

he gets especially needy like this when you wave the strap-on you own in front of his face, asking if he wants it tonight, and his eyes'll light up, mouth quivering as he says 'yes, please' and props himself on his elbows and knees for you.

how's he supposed to stay quiet when you're rutting deep against his insides, your soft tits pressed to his back, hands sliding up his chest to his throat?

"oh my—ngh—god," he sobs, tears streaming down his face, choked little cries spilling from his lips as he buries his head into the pillow, the sound muffled. "p—please—"

his body goes limp against the bed, knees nearly giving out as you keep thrusting the pretty pink silicone riiiiight against that spot that's got him whimpering your name, his cock strained and aching so heavily against his stomach, slapping against it with every push of your hips.

choso's done for when you squeeze his throat a little, fingernails digging in just enough to leave him gasping for air. your other hand snakes down to his cock, thumb circling tantalizingly slow along his slit, and you tell him what a good boy he is for you. how cute he sounds.

you pull his hair back, tightening your hold on his makeshift pigtails, just enough so his red-rimmed eyes can gaze into yours, fat droplets welling in them. "you gonna cum?" you murmur, tugging harder to punctuate your sentence.

"y—yes," he whines brokenly, and he releases seconds later, cock spurting out thick, hot bursts of cum, all against your hand, the bed, his tensed up stomach. choso moans out a string of 'thank you's', 'sosososo good,' eyes squeezed shut.

he heaves after he climaxes and whimpers quietly when you pull out, chest rising and falling unevenly, face flushed, that inky mark across his nose all smeared. you smile and kiss his cheek, and tell him how good he did.

the night continues until he's knocked into sleep from overstimulation, literally.

a/n ~ if u can’t tell, im ovulating

[twinktomboy]

[waskitty]

open for one cat

april fools! two cats!!!

[makesyouevil]

they’ve had this conversation one hundred times

[yotume]

[zenin-problem]

Girl we can kick it maybe have some fun

[tamsywindsup]

Zanka 🆚 Jabber, part 2 || gachiakuta ep 15

[sacred-portal]

[space-blue]

omg thank you

[detrietus]

messy sketch of ya boy jabber

[detrietus]

role reversal au

(in which jabber is the prodigy who’s a little too accustomed to winning, and zanka lets his freak flag fly)

[bebx]

[jankaed]

i am HEAVILY pilled by janka rn pls help me

[octoberended]

Bleeding heart

[toniothegammafish]

Finally drawing my man again since I have time 👅 He’s so beautiful I can’t even capture it ugh 💔 anyway Jabbers No.1 Fan out ✌️

[quantummango]

Hi again, Mango!👋🏾I loved the way you wrote Jabber in my previous art request!(Absolutely loved it btw! You write these characters so well!🥰) Sooo I'm back with another request!

I'd like to request a Jabber x reader scenario(he's a walking hazard, but he's my hazard🙂‍↕️)that's kinda a mix between fluff and crack lol.

Sooo it's the part where Rudo/Cleaners and Jabber are fighting, and it's the part where they're talking about how weird Jabber is. Jabber somehow let's it slip mid-fight that he has a gf, and Rudo and the rest of the Cleaners are kinda like, "ya right. There's absolutely no way in HELLLL this dude has a gf." And later, instead of Cthoni coming to get him, it's Reader. Reader's actually pretty normal and sweet(per villain standards), so Cleaners are shooketh, wondering how the hell someone like Jabber ended up with her lol. Jabber's rubbing it in their face with over exaggerated pda with Reader, and poor Reader's just tryna get this man to come on.

Like always, feel free to ignore this if you're not up to it! You're great, please continue to not go bald!💕💕

Pairing: Jabber Wonger x fem!reader

Warning: Jabber, slightly suggestive

Genre: Humor, Crack, Fluff (on Jabbers end)

A/N: Hi! Thank you so much! And no problem! I took an iron pill today!

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Her frustation, His fixation

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Jabber had Rudo right where he wanted him. Kid was unresponsive, poison pumping through his veins, twitching and half-gone. Jabber held him over his shoulder, head tilting, mouth twisting in that huge grin of his. The boss would be so proud of him!

But then—

"Found you."

Jabber was attacked, leaving him to fall against the wall with Rudo dropping with him as he was, taken away?

A girl with blazing red hair perched atop a pair of massive scissors, staring down at him with eyes almost void of emotion.

He then turned around and seen a whole army— no, he's exaggerating. The cleaners. About 5, 6 of them to save Rudo. No waaaay! He was supposed to take him! But there was a silver lining: their faces....

"Man… this view. You're all glaring at me like I'm trash—so strong, so angry…" He shivered, hugging himself with a laugh that scraped like nails on glass. "I'm sooo turned on right now."

"Ugh, you're disgusting." Enjin then looked at Rudo who was twitching on the ground. "I see why you're layin' there like that."

If Rudo was able to talk, he would've came up with a sarcastic remark: "Really? You sure it isn't because I'm literally poisoned??"

He sneered, tightening his grip on his umbrella. "Gettin' off on being hated… seriously??"

Jabber's laugh got sharper. "Oooh, call me more names. Say more, big guy, come on—"

They all looked ready to jump him. The girl with the red hair even dropped down, her lip curling, ready to snap. Jabber stretched his neck like he was about to start round two, but—

"Jabber."

Your voice cut through the tension, sharp as a blade. Everyone's heads snapped toward the shadows where you were walking up from behind him, cool and collected.

Where did this girl come from? Everyone wondered.

He lit up instantly. "Mamas!~" He spun around. "What are you doing here? Don't tell me you came to save me—ohhh, that's hot. That's so—"

You pinched the bridge of your nose. "I told you to handle this business quickly. The boss—"

The Cleaners froze. Blinked. Then Riyo barked out a laugh. "Wait. Wait. Are you telling me this psycho has a girlfriend?!"

"No way." Enjin gagged dramatically. "No freakin' way."

"ABOMINATION!" Delmon yelled. Tamsy silently agreed, but looked ready to hit Delmon for being so loud.

Enjin wrinkled his nose, staring at you like you'd sprouted a second head. "You're joking. This creep? He actually tricked someone into… what, loving him? Impossible."

"Ohhh," Jabber crooned, turning toward them with his chest puffed out like he'd just won a trophy. "You're all jealous, ain't cha'? Look at meee—with a partner who came all this way for me. Romance, baby! Don't it sting? Don't it hurt?"

Tomme who was naturally quiet, shook her head, disgusted. "It's not romance, it's mental illness," she muttered.

You sighed, folding your arms. "Alright, enough. I don't have the energy to argue with some clowns. Jabber—let's go. Seriously."

"Awww, but babe!" He whined, bouncing on his heels like a child denied candy. "I was just about to fight 'em! They were glaring so good! Their hatred felt soooo—"

"Girl just take your weird ass boyfriend and get the hell outta here," Enjin demanded with his nose scrunched up.

You grabbed Jabber by his purple hood and yanked him back, ignoring his squeal. "I said. Let's. Go. The boss was smiling."

That seemed to have done it for him.

The Cleaners stood in stunned silence, half disgusted, half horrified, as you dragged Jabber away.

"Wait, tell Rudo I said he got some pretty good game for a worn out, foul mouth, butt-hurt, ratchety short stack spherite!" Jabber cackled over his shoulder, waving like a maniac as you hauled him off. "And! Don't miss me too much! She's the jealous type~!"

You didn't even bother looking back. Just muttered, "I'm too tired for this bullshit."

And with that, the two of you disappeared elsewhere, leaving the Cleaners completely dumbfounded.

Later, you paced in front of him, arms crossed, glaring like a disappointed mom who just found out her kid set the kitchen on fire.

"You had one job, Jabber. One! Bring back the spherite with the watchman gloves. Instead you wasted time drooling over the Cleaners and came back empty-handed. Do you realize how bad this looks on us?"

Jabber's sitting there criss-cross on the floor, rocking back and forth like you're giving him a bedtime story instead of chewing him out. His eyes glint with that weird mix of thrill and affection.

"Aaaahhh, there it is~" he practically sings, clutching his chest dramatically. "That sharp tongue… that bitter disappointment… god, I looooove it..."

You pinch the bridge of your nose. "This isn't foreplay, Jabber. This is literally me telling you you're useless when you're not focused. We're gonna get punished if you don't—"

He leans back on his hands, grinning ear to ear. "Useless, huh? Say it again mamas, but slower this time—"

You kick him lightly in the leg before he can get any closer. "I swear, sometimes I wonder why I even bother."

“Because you loooove me,” he cuts in immediately, wagging a finger like a child who just figured out the answer in class. "And admit it, you like when I mess up. Gives you an excuse to nag me, eheh. You're sooo cute when you're mad."

Your silence says it all—you're exhausted, but you're not about to give him the satisfaction of being right. He just tilts his head, humming happily, already thinking about the "next mission" as though your lecture was just another hit of his favorite drug.