suguru’s face drops, like the nature of what you’ve just asked him is much, much worse than it is.
your best friend’s gaze slowly flicks over to the man sitting alone in front of you, typing away on his laptop only a couple yards away.
“that nanami?” he sighs.
you watch kento pause to take a long sip of whatever foamy drink he’s nursing, running lithe hand through the shaggy bangs you’ve daydreamed about more times than humanly possible.
“yes him, who else?”
“how many times are you going to ask me that this week? i don’t know.” the catty tilt in your best friend's tone is unsurprising.
it’s quiet for a bit, suguru returning to his homeowork without so much as a peep. you consider asking again, maybe rephrasing the question differently. he had to know something. anything to clue you in on whether or not your efforts to woo the campus’ hottest nerd were in vain.
suguru can feel your train of thought from a mile away, dragging a hand down his face before speaking up a little louder than he needs to.
“oh for fucks sake—kento! you single?”
you were 100% going to kill him for that. maybe sneak into his dorm and smother him with a pillow tonight. the only tangible solution to offset the way your adrenaline spikes and your stomach drops.
the man behind you perks up at the noise, scanning the library with a confused look until his attention settles on you. not suguru, but you.
the blond stands, making his way over to you, eyes narrowed with intrigue. your stomach twists, half anxiety half anticipation.
nanami stops at the edge of the table, smiling down at you with a kindness you're not even sure you deserve on account of suguru's behavior.
"so?" your best friend pries. head resting in the palm of his hand.
“well is he asking me, or are you?” nanami holds your gaze, drumming five perfectly manicured fingers against the table you kind of wish you could disappear into right now
“me— uh. sorry.” you breathe, not quite knowing what you’re apologizing for.
you glance over at suguru, silently pleading for some backup. something, anything to alleviate what will probably go down as the most humiliating confrontation of your life.
your friend obliges you, holding in a laugh while he speaks.
“y’know you should probably be nicer when a girl is asking you out.” he jests.
“is that what you’re doing?” nanami sounds perfectly composed, eyes never leaving your own. you don’t know whether to blush or flinch with how steadily he’s looking down at you through his fringe. taking in every minute expression that crosses on your face.
you clear your throat, fiddling with the hem of your sleeve.
“would you..” you’re not even sure how to phrase it without sounding ridiculous. “do you want to grab lunch sometime? like… together?” was that a solid proposal? did nanami even do lunch?
the blond pretends to mull your offer over, leaving you suspended in amber for what feels like an eternity.
“i’d like that.” nanami tells you. he sounds softer around the edges now, kinder. almost like he’s rewarding you for coming out and telling him what you wanted.
suguru could honestly win an award with how wide the smile on his face is, taunting you in your peripheral with a saccharine sweet look that says “i told you so” louder than words ever could.
sugar daddy!nanami who treats you more like his partner rather than a sugar baby. emotional intimacy is more important to him more than the typical sexual expectations that come with these sugar relationships.
sugar daddy!nanami gives you more than the initially agreed allowance. he can't help it- he wants to spoil you rotten.
sugar daddy!nanami always takes you to parties, dinners, events as his plus one. everyone thinks you are in a real relationship with him. can you blame them? the way he looks at you, touches you, treats you- it's more genuine and persuasive than anything you have ever experienced.
sugar daddy!nanami is a giver more than a taker. he loves spoiling you- impromptu vacations to the places on your bucket list, buying you the things you have been eyeing, paying your debts, feeding you the tastiest, highest quality food.
sugar daddy!nanami thinks that what's the point of having money if he can't spend it on you?
sugar daddy!nanami gets you only the best of the best. his gifts are always well-thought- tad bit expensive, but always tailored to your tastes.
little did you know, sugar daddy!nanami mentally noted everything you called "cute", "pretty" and the things your eyes lingered on more than usual.
but!! being with sugar daddy!nanami isn't only about the luxuries. he is emotionally mature, a great listener, gives solid advice, holds you when you cry, kisses you like no one else can and his cuddles? top tier. he is what you'd been missing from life- the comfort you didn't realize you needed.
sugar daddy!nanami loves spending time and being close to you. his favourite way of winding down after a long, tiring day is laying on the bed/couch with you, listening to you talk- or just your heartbeats.
as much as sugar daddy!nanami loves spoiling you and hates seeing you spend your own money, he treasures the gifts you give him even more. no matter how small, big, expensive or cheap they are, he keeps everything. he has a drawer full of the little trinkets you've given him.
sugar daddy!nanami thinks- no, he knows- this is more than just a sugar relationship.
please do not copy, translate or feed my work to ai.
kento and you have been married for about a year now and he is just the sweetest man you could have ever asked for. and though his work is dangerous and worries you more than it worries himself, he never fails to remind you that for you, he will always return home.
— nanami kento would do his best to keep his sorcerer life separate from you. the two of you first met back when he was still a salaryman and one of the main reasons he struggled with transitioning back to the jujutsu world was you.
before you, he was unsure of many things. his job, where he fit in the world, what his purpose was and more. but then he met you and you made him feel a lot more stable and kento didn't want to lose that.
initially he worried that you wouldn't be able to understand the idea of being a sorcerer - to be fair, it did sound pretty absurd without proof - but as he continued to fall for you completely, nanami's worries switched to how you would handle him possibly getting injured or dying.
or even worse, you getting hurt by someone for being associated with him.
would he have to keep his relationship with you secret? he didn't want that for you. hell, if he could make an announcement to the whole world that you had become his and he had become yours, he would in a heartbeat, so hiding you was something he refused to do.
would he have to lie about his career change instead? you'd find out that he had left his office job at some point and it'd be even harder to explain his lies. he didn't want to deceive you anyways, it was wrong.
after a lot of thinking, kento decided to just tell you. on one of your dates to the local bakery, he sat you down in a corner of the store and held your hand lovingly. "my love," he said, staring right at your eyes, the eyes that he cherished so much.
"do you trust me?"
you looked stunned to hear the question, before leaning in closer. "always. why'd you ask me that, was it not obvious enough?" you teased, going on to comment about how you'd make it your mission to show him more love.
"no, it's not that. i have something to tell you," he said, pushing down his fear. "i'm just a little scared."
you frowned. not out of anger or sadness, just confusion. you knew that nanami was a human and that all humans felt fear but it was unlike nanami to express that fear unless it was something serious. usually, he'd work through his fear, finding a solution and steadying himself.
so for him to be scared, it must have meant something you should be concerned about.
"kento, i'm willing to hear you out no matter what you say," you reassured him, gazing at his face as you tried to predict what troubled him before he told you.
you didn't even come close with any of your quick guesses. kento started to describe a world filled with curses, techniques, sorcery and fighting, all things you'd find in a tv show. but the way kento spoke made it clear that this was all real. your then boyfriend had never lied to you and was not the person to pull pranks, especially on you. so he had to have been telling the truth.
"i'm telling you this because i decided it's best if i remain truthful with you. but i've already told myself that i won't involve you in this.. work of mine any more than this. it's dangerous, y/n. but i want you to know that i'm doing this because i need to protect the innocents of this world," nanami explained, his voice became more certain with each word he spoke, his confidence in his decision growing as he thought about his drive.
he was becoming a sorcerer to protect the livelihoods of people like you.
"okay..." you mumbled quietly. "and this is what you want to do?"
nanami nodded, hopeful.
"i'll support you then. you're so selfless. how did i get so lucky?" you responded, tilting your head as you watched his eyes light up. to be honest, he was still unsure if this was what he wanted. but knowing that you believed in him made him feel better.
that day he bought you 2 extra desserts on top of the 4 he was already planning to get you, all with his own card.
— nanami kento would be the first one to wake up in the morning and the last to fall asleep at night. which means for both you and him it's bedtime at 9pm sharp, sometimes 10pm if you distract him long enough. kento would never outright force you to get into bed whenever he does but he'd insist that it would be best for your physical health.
"i'm heading to bed now, my love, are you coming with?" kento asked, his voice deep yet soft, mirroring the look of utter affection that sparkled in his particularly tired eyes.
you turned and sigh, annoyed that your silent hopes that he wouldn't remember how late it was, while the commercial break between your favourite night time show ran, didn't work. "ken, it's not even that late. let me finish this season, please?"
your husband chuckled and shook his head lightly. "of course," he mumbled before clearing his throat. "well, i won't stop you, but i guess that means that i'll have to postpone our cuddles to tomorrow."
he would never emotionally manipulate you in any way, but using cuddles to convince you to sleep at normal and "god honouring" times was a dirty trick of his, he admits. but as long as you're healthy, he'd be happy.
a few minutes later, after getting dressed and brushing your teeth together, you and kento laid on your shared bed together, his strong arms soft and gentle as they wrapped around you. his thumb caressed and stroked the small of your back as you nuzzled your face deeper into kento's warm neck, your expression pleasant as you drifted into a comfortable slumber.
and as you wandered further into sleep, nanami felt at ease knowing you were safe and finally allowed himself to fall asleep too. something about the way your breath evened out and your body felt heavier against his chest made him feel complete and lulled him to sleep alongside you.
— nanami kento would text like a 45 year old man, despite being in his late twenties. you taught him about emojis and ever since he's been an absolute menace with using them. to be fair to him, he was using them as they were intended, it wasn't his fault that the new generation had completely changed their meanings.
you'd text him asking him to pick up some bread from the supermarket and instantly he'd reply with a photo of said bread captioned as: "Got the bread. Looks good, pretty cheap. 🍞😀"
one time, you were texting him about some workplace drama you had been told about recently and expressed your laughter at a comment he had made by typing "lmaooo 😭😭".
immediately after kento would respond with: "Did what I say bother you, why are you crying?" followed by, "Am I supposed to know what LMAO means?"
it took a minute to understand why on earth someone would be 'laughing their ass off' once you explained the acronym and told him that the crying emoji meant laughing, atleast to you, but in the end he ultimately chalked it up to you having a more prominent social media presence than him.
kento had social media, only instagram, and he had only ever posted three times. the only reason he hadn't deleted his instagram initially was because you always seemed so happy about the fact that his username was in your bio.
the first thing he had ever posted was a photo of a beautiful landscape. you had gone out with your friends that day and he decided that he was going to get some fresh air instead of spending his day off doing more work. he hiked up a nearby trail and took some pictures he planned on sending to you. as he took them, he thought about his profile collecting dust and thought, why not? posting pictures was what it was for anyway.
the first person to comment was gojo. something about how next time nanami should bring him along to a view like that. kento didn't even know how gojo had found his instagram, he had never even told him.
the second post was four pictures of nanami in a park. the two of you were out on a walk when you commented on how pretty he looked and started begging him to let you take a picture. while nanami wasn't a fan of selfies, he didn't mind photos when other people took them, plus he trusted you to be sensible with any picture you took of him.
once the two of you returned home, you were scrolling through your camera roll. "kento, you look so handsome in this picture. look! i told you, you don't look awkward in photos, you look like a model." eventually, your comments turned into trying to convince him to post the photos on instagram. he was a little tired, and he didn't think many people would see them anyways so he agreed and let you post them on his account.
little did he know that the post would gain quite a lot of traction. he was a gorgeous man so it was a given. the only person who didn't seem to know about his attractiveness was him, funnily enough. your kento was always humble.
the last photo was a picture of you, with your gold and diamond ring on full display. just in case anybody from the second post thought that he was single.
Younger playful girlfriend x Older serious boyfriend (Drabble)
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Computer keys clacking and the sound of a small fan in the background are the only things heard in Nanami’s small office in his home. He’s been in there for hours, he’d promise he would be done quickly for your movie night; obviously that doesn’t look like it’s happening.
You peek through the small crack of the door; his back slightly hunched, his tie slightly undone, a few of his buttons of his shirt undone. You knock on the door softly.
You can see him straighten up slightly and he clears his throat “Come in dear.”
You open the door fully and immediately place yourself on his lap “Kennnn,” you whine dragging the ‘N’ “You’re taking forever” you state the obvious making him close his eyes and place his head on the head of the chair, “I’m aware, it’s not as if I’m happy doing this.”
“Can’t you take a break?” You try to persuade him placing your rear on his crotch.
“Seducing me won’t work” he sates firmly.
You huff and place your head on his shoulder;the smell of his cologne fills your nose as you burry your face in the crook of his neck.
“I really miss you Nanami…” silence fills the room, though it’s not awkward it’s more peaceful.
“I miss you too” he kisses your head softly and rubs your back slowly. “How about we take a vacation?” He suggests.
You immediately raise your head from his shoulder excited, “Really?!” You question happily.
“Mhm we both need a vacation and some time together” he moves some hair out of your face, “where do you think we should go?”
“Well we always talked about going to Malaysia” you smile.
“Sounds like we have a plan” he chuckles
“Ooo we should see the beaches! It’s gonna be amazing we should go to the shops the and the trinkets we’ll find!-“
You ramble on and on, the smile on your face contagious as he brings to smile ear to ear. No matter how hard work was and how tired he was after every day, this reminds him that it’s worth it to see the smile on your face, he wouldn’t want it any other way.
author's note - bro i never know what to write here
this was requested by a friend
Gojo - 16cm, 6.5 inches
PRETTIEST dick ever, idc what anybody says, he's the definition of perfect
Slim, smooth, and long. It's so pretty
#FFD5DF
He jerks off to his own videos
His pubes are white, he's not really all that hairy and he trims occasionally. Probably has tried to shave shapes into them
Toji - 22cm, 8 Inches
Uncomfortably large and yes, it's veiny
He's girthy and he knows he is; he is soo cocky (get it get it get it)
#A46C5E
I honestly don't know what to say for Toji, he's packing and we all know that
He has a wild bush, he doesn't shave and he refuses to
Choso - 17cm, 6.7 inches
You know how he can manipulate his own blood, YYYUUUPP
He has blood markings running along the shaft
The second girthiest, he doesn't know what to do with what he's packing
His tip is a little tan, #BFA294
He's so insecure and cute about it, please praise him
I feel like he doesn't really have any pubes, just more blood markings
Geto - 14cm, 5.5 inches
A little on the skinny side but it's not ugly, he just seems so poised, it would make sense that his dick is too
Post Kenjaku) Yall think his tip would have stitches too LMFAAOO
Yeah he's kind of just got an average dick, it's clean though
#C49081
Similar to Nanami, he cares about his appearance, and this applies to what's in his pants. If he couldn't even uphold his appearance, how could he fulfill his dreams?
Nanami - 18cm, 7 inches
It's big but it's just kind of average, like the typical dick you see on twitter
Has one vein that wraps around from the tip to the base
Very clean, doesn't play about his hygiene
#EBC1B8
Very well groomed, has specific days where he shaves to a precise measurement
Teen!Nanami who has always been a reserved kid, his one friend Yu was enough for him (the boy was already too extroverted for his own good)
Teen!Nanami who met you on your first day at Jujutsu High, when Yu dragged him to say hello to the new student
Teen!Nanami who was always quiet, ignoring your attempts to get close to him, he didn't need another person in his life.
Teen!Nanami who was forced to go on a mission with you, putting on his earbuds the moment he sat on the bus, not giving you the chance to so much ask about the weather.
Teen!Nanami who didn't realize when you started to hum to the song he was listening, or the way your fingers tapped your leg as you looked through the windows. You liked that band too, and the next four bands that played on his playlist.
Teen!Nanami who grimaced and tensed when he felt your index poking his shoulder, forcing himself to look at you just to see your brief smile, asking him what song was that.
Teen!Nanami who narrowed his eyes. "Fight for your rights, Mötley Crüe." He answered quietly, eyes studying the way your face lit up with curiosity, the way your lip twitched kind of shyly to the side, not wanting to interrupt his moment, but wanting to know more about the song.
Teen!Nanami who after a sigh, indulged in your questions, feeling a mix of annoyance for having to stop his song and surprise to know you had the same music taste than him.
Teen!Nanami who shared his earbud with you just so you would stop talking and let him listen to his song.
Teen!Nanami who was forced to fight by your side and admit you were a good sorcerer, despite his initial prejudices. When you pushed him out of the way, you gave him a small subtle smile, and that didn't feel as cocky as he wished it was (so he could have a reason to dislike you.) It was a smile too humble for someone who saved his skin, and even if you didn't demand gratitude, he thanked you that night.
Teen!Nanami who had to accept when happy and chatty Yu Haibara found a friend in you, inviting you to their inner circle. He should be relieved he didn't have the need to speak now, you and Haibara spoke enough as it was.
Teen!Nanami who lost his only friend to the Jujutsu world. He was devastated, the pain was like dark matter in his chest, suffocating him silently. You were the first person to come visit him that night, placing a kind hand on top of his, letting him cry on your shoulder. He was grateful you didn't speak about that moment later on.
Teen!Nanami who realized too late he only felt safe in your presence, maybe because you were the only one left, maybe because when he was laying on the carpet of your dorm with you listening to an old Radiohead vinyl, it was the only moment where he didn't feel utterly alone and lost.
Teen!Nanami who graduated and decided to leave, the school, the Jujutsu world, you.
author’s note. this was inspired by rihanna & A$AP’s couple’s quiz together, i love them so badly!
SUKUNA RYOMEN
this cocky ass mf… everyone can already tell that this man doesn’t want to be here (that’s how confident he is that he’ll get all the questions right). literally as you guys were driving here he made you bet that if he got all the questions correctly, you give him massages for the whole week and when you asked what was in it for you, he gave a taunting laugh and said there wouldn’t be because he’d answer everything correctly… well, turns out there truly ISN’T anything for you because he actually managed to answer the questions correctly, short and simple answers and when the sound of the ‘ding’ comes on he literally SMIRKS at the camera. the crew was stunned to say the least and now he’s trending on all social media platforms as everyone’s “dream man.” some people were mad and claimed that the both of you premeditated answer because of how quickly he responded. has ‘i know my girl better than anyone else” written all over his face.
SATORU GOJO
overconfident (it’s gojo we’re talking about, c’mon). literally the definition of ‘loud and wrong.’ will confidently answer a question incorrectly and try to tell YOU that his answer was correct, and yours wasn’t. smirks when you smack him on the chest for being a dumbass and literally everyone in the room can sense the tension from the both of you. licks his lips and leans closer to you but you use his middle finger and thumb to flick his forehead away, a VERY KIND reminder that you guys are in public. he’s getting flamed on twitter from getting ‘rejected’ by his own girlfriend. LOL.
NANAMI KENTO
this poor man… went in so confident that he’d be able to answer the questions correctly but 5 questions in and he’s already a flat tire. please cut the dude some slack. literally kid you not this man full on SIGHS with ALL his might before muttering a little “baby…” when you ask him how many follicles of hair are on your head. you decide that the questions you’re asking him are a teeny bit too unfair so you die it down and ask him more normal questions to which he answers them all correctly. you don’t forget to sprinkle in those unreasonable questions every once in a while because kento’s defeated face is just so cute.
CHOSO KAMO
an absolute angel. literally radiates light when he gets an answer right, his smile so wide that you can’t help but laugh at how cute he is. when he gets one wrong he brings out his hand across the table for you to grasp and plays with your fingers while you explain the correct answer and he nods along, silently repeating it to himself so he remembers for later. you have to bite back a smile with all the cameras on your face.
TOJI FUSHIGURO
doesn’t follow the rules. absolutely indecisive. blurts out a bunch of different answers because he’s scared of getting them wrong. literally stares at you like you’re the one answering the questions and you tell him carefully “you know this one” — he doesn’t. it was supposed to be soothing but it sounded more like a threat if anything. you asked him what your first name was and he even answered that incorrectly… he claims it’s because he isn’t a good test taker… he already know he’s in big trouble when he gets home.
ᨳ♡₊➳ a/n: this post is just me projecting my need for someone emotionally mature and capable through nanami. please clap. 🙂↕️
₊⊹. nanami unironically has reminders set for relationship milestones. not because he's forgetful, but because he's practical. he'll deadpan tell you, "it's our anniversary tomorrow. expect a dinner that's slightly nicer than usual, but please keep your expectations reasonable."
₊⊹. you bought him novelty socks once. he said they were "childish." he now wears them every friday. they have little croissants on them. he doesn't talk about it. but when you pointed it out, he just said, "i was low on clean socks. coincidence." lies.
₊⊹. you once complained about him texting like a customer service chatbot. now, you'll get messages like "Dinner at 7. 👍" and after questioning him, he'll calmly explain, "i thought the thumbs up would indicate enthusiasm."
₊⊹. he respects your weird little hobbies like it's a full-time religion. you told him you liked collecting novelty erasers and now he's like, "i found this one shaped like a sushi roll. seemed appropriate. it's from a limited set." you don't even know where he finds these.
₊⊹. you once texted nanami "u up?" at 10:42 p.m. he responded at 6:00 a.m. the next day with, "I was asleep. As all sane adults should be." you then received a forwarded link to a sleep hygiene article and a reminder to hydrate. the man loves you, but sleep comes first. always.
₊⊹. on a particularly rough day, you find him staring dramatically out the window, murmuring, "this world continues to test my patience." when you ask what's wrong, he answers solemnly, "they discontinued my preferred rye bread."
₊⊹. he might complain about meaningless small talk, yet he listens patiently and intently whenever you excitedly ramble about your latest hyperfixation. later, you catch him quietly googling random obscure facts just so he can casually drop information into future conversations. "did you know," he'll begin flatly at dinner, "the specific species of salamander you adore has regenerative capabilities?" this is peak romance for him.
₊⊹. nanami keeps a grocery list in his notes app. it is secretly 80% just things you casually mentioned once.
₊⊹. if you have long hair, you notice he starts wearing your hair ties on his wrist. he vehemently denies sentimentality, claiming instead that it's practical, in case of "unexpected wind conditions."
₊⊹. he never says he misses you outright but texts random things like, "The house seems unnecessarily spacious today." you translate these awkwardly formal messages as "i miss you." and tease him relentlessly for it.
₊⊹. nanami looks so intimidatingly polished at all times, people assume he's naturally graceful. in reality, you've seen him bang his shin on the coffee table at least twice a week. each time he just quietly, painfully mutters, "fantastic."
₊⊹. the first time you suggest watching a cheesy romantic drama together, he provided dry commentary on unrealistic plot developments, muttering things like, "yes, because sprinting in heels through an airport is totally practical." with such seriousness you almost choke on your popcorn laughing.
₊⊹. despite being cool and collected, he's hilariously competitive at random things. he's calm until someone mentions board games. monopoly nights at home become overly serious. he mutters under his breath about property taxes, income inequality, and irresponsible fiscal policies as you nervously remind him, "nanami, it's fake money." he glares softly, "principles aren't fictional."
₊⊹. if you oversleep and panic, he watches calmly as you sprint around. when you complain, he sips his coffee and deadpans, "it’s simple: wake up earlier, or master teleportation."
₊⊹. nanami calls you by your name 95% of the time. once he called you "dear" and gojo materialized from the drywall like a poltergeist to scream about it. nanami now refuses to say anything remotely affectionate within a five-mile radius of gojo.
₊⊹. he is 100% the boyfriend who texts "Can you talk?" and immediately stresses you out, only to call and calmly ask, "which type of cereal did you want again?"
₊⊹. despite being generally indifferent towards animals, nanami somehow attracts stray cats. you regularly catch him sternly lecturing a cat, saying flatly, "i’m not feeding you again," while simultaneously sliding food toward it discreetly.
₊⊹. he openly claims he doesn’t nap. he merely "rests his eyes aggressively" on weekends, fully clothed on the couch, for precisely forty five minutes exactly.
₊⊹. he secretly enjoys watching documentaries about marine life but insists he's doing "important retirement research."
₊⊹. even though he seems eternally composed, when you get sick, nanami panics silently. he googles symptoms discreetly, sighs, then calmly states, "according to the internet, you either have a mild cold or twenty four hours left to live. please let me know which one so i can adjust my schedule accordingly."
₊⊹. he hates pda in theory, claiming it’s "inappropriate and disruptive," yet has zero hesitation holding your hand tightly when crossing busy streets, rationalizing it as "accident prevention."
₊⊹. nanami tries his absolute hardest to hate all forms of modern slang and phrases. until one day he overhears you calling gojo "a walking red flag" and suddenly he's very supportive.
₊⊹. you catch him watching cooking competition shows with intense seriousness, critiquing plating skills and muttering, "no self-respecting chef serves food smeared randomly like abstract art. are we dining or painting?"
₊⊹. despite his stoic demeanor, you catch glimpses of softness: like the slightly awkward way he offers his coat when you're cold, muttering, "don’t make a fuss, just wear it." or how he carefully holds the umbrella slightly more over you in the rain, grumbling about your poor planning yet never failing to protect you from a single raindrop.
₊⊹. he walks on the side of the sidewalk closest to traffic. holds doors for you even if it means awkwardly power-walking to get ahead. refills your water without being asked. the kind of love that’s low-volume but high-resolution.
