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| 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 | Day 22

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ 𝐀/𝐍: Heyyy🤪 so like I’m bored I’m still writing the requests go ahead and send some more if you’d like sooo yeah enjoy this !

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: Loving him even though he claims something else it’s still pretty even if you both say it’s not.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: None

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The sun was setting, casting a warm glow over the Hope’s Peak Academy courtyard. Y/N was sitting on a bench, humming a cheerful tune to herself, when she spotted Byakuya Togami walking by, his face set in its usual stern expression.

“Hey, Togami!” she called out, waving enthusiastically.

He paused, his eyes narrowing slightly as he turned to face her. “What do you want?”

Y/N patted the space next to her on the bench. “Come sit with me for a bit. It’s a beautiful evening, and I thought some company would be nice.”

Byakuya hesitated, clearly considering whether to indulge her request or continue on his way. After a moment, he sighed and walked over, sitting down with a huff.

“I don’t see the point in this,” he muttered, glancing at her out of the corner of his eye.

Y/N smiled brightly. “Sometimes, it’s nice to just enjoy the moment, you know? Not everything has to have a purpose.”

Byakuya scoffed. “That’s a naive way of thinking.”

“Maybe,” Y/N agreed, still smiling. “But it makes life a lot more pleasant. Don’t you think?”

They sat in silence for a while, the sounds of the academy around them creating a peaceful backdrop. Y/N could see the tension in Byakuya’s shoulders slowly easing, though his expression remained as stoic as ever.

“You know,” she said softly, “I think there’s more to you than you let on. You act all cold and distant, but I believe there’s a kind heart in there somewhere.”

Byakuya’s eyes widened slightly, and he turned to look at her, genuinely surprised. “What makes you think that?”

Y/N shrugged, her smile never wavering. “Just a feeling. And I’m pretty good at reading people.”

He stared at her for a moment, then looked away, a faint blush coloring his cheeks. “You’re insufferably optimistic, you know that?”

Y/N laughed, the sound light and musical. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the courtyard, Byakuya found himself relaxing in Y/N’s presence. Her warmth and sincerity were a stark contrast to his usual interactions, and though he would never admit it, he found it strangely comforting.

“Thank you,” he said quietly, almost as if speaking to himself. Y/N glanced at him, her eyes sparkling with genuine happiness. “Anytime, Togami. I’m here for you.”

Byakuya shifted uncomfortably, not used to such open displays of kindness. “Why do you even bother with me? I’m not exactly the most approachable person.”

Y/N tilted her head, considering his question. “Because I see something in you, Togami. I see someone who’s been hurt, someone who’s built walls to protect themselves. But I also see someone who’s capable of great things, someone who deserves to be happy.”

He scoffed again, but there was less bite to it this time. “You’re delusional.”

“Maybe,” Y/N said with a playful grin. “Or maybe I just have a knack for seeing the best in people.”

Byakuya was silent for a long moment, his gaze fixed on the ground. “I don’t need your pity.”

“It’s not pity,” Y/N said gently. “It’s just... care. Everyone deserves to have someone who cares about them.”

He looked up at her, his expression unreadable. “And you think you’re that someone for me?”

She nodded without hesitation. “I’d like to be.”

Byakuya didn’t respond immediately, his mind racing with a thousand thoughts. Finally, he let out a slow breath. “You’re persistent, I’ll give you that.”

Y/N chuckled. “I’ve been called worse.”

They sat in comfortable silence once more, the stars beginning to twinkle in the darkening sky. As the night grew deeper, Byakuya found himself opening up, bit by bit, sharing small pieces of his past with Y/N. She listened intently, never judging, always offering a kind word or a gentle smile.

For the first time in a long while, Byakuya felt a glimmer of hope. Maybe, just maybe, he could let someone in. And maybe that someone was sitting right beside him, her heart as open and warm as the setting sun.

“Thank you, Y/N,” he said again, this time with more conviction.

She reached out, placing her hand over his. “Anytime, Togami. I’m here for you. Always.”

In that moment, Byakuya realized that maybe, just maybe, there was something to be said for having a little sunshine in his life.

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@𝐋𝐢𝐥𝐲𝐱𝐝𝐩𝐩 ; 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲, 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥, 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭, 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬.

self-love/self-hate

Goodluck Pikachu

Dude i can’t use colored pencils for shit 😭 i also don’t have my liquify tool irl this sucks

Oh my gah.......,.,..

unprofessional. - k. nanami

continuation of this, smut, nanami is a pervert lol, lowk this was written with chubby reader in mind but it's not mentioned(i think), p in v, mentions of male masturbation, he has thoughts of noncon but he doesn't do anything without full consent, coworkers fucking lol, sorry i dont like writing male receiving oral so none of that, not proofread i wrote this during class, lowk this was hard to write i didnt know how to start it, lol im sorry this has a lot of humor in it, he's a respectful pervert!! oh also reader calls him "kenny"

it had started off innocently enough. nanami kept his desires to himself, quickly shutting down any perverted thoughts of you.

seeing you in your pencil skirts with your top unbuttoned one button too many, it got difficult to control himself. he's a respectable man, he'd kept his distance, and never dared to hint at his desire toward you.

he truly wanted to stay away, to keep himself from acting on anything, especially since you've never shown any interest in him.

but, he found a way. like he always does.

"aw, man!" your disappointment is palpable when you walk into the hotel room that nanami had booked, you were already upset that the hotel just so happened to only have one room left, but one bed? that's just bad luck.

"one bed, hm? i'll just take the floor, make it easy." he says, already undoing his tie.

you look up at him, "no, no. it's okay, we can share the bed. just put a pillow between us." he nods slowly, "yes, we're.. adults."

laying in bed, you inches away from him, nanami is hard. he literally has to stop himself from rolling over and fucking you in your sleep. or burying his face between your legs and inhaling that scent he dreams of. god, he needs a cold shower.

just as he's sitting up, he hears you stir, a soft sound almost like a moan leaving your lips. and, yeah, he's pretty sure he just came in his pants. he's seriously going to pull your pajama pants down and shove his cock so deep into your cunt--

wait, no, that's unprofessional. that's gross! he's better than that, he can just jerk off in the shower like a gentleman.

but, those quiet little mumbly moans, they're seriously getting to him. he feels like he is frozen in place. maybe he is, maybe this is some cruel bad dream where you'll wake up and crawl on top of him while your voice gets all distorted and you turn into some kind of dragon lady.

that's idiotic, nanami feels like he's literally high on the sight of you.

after a very long shower, he's all out of orgasms and crawling back into the bed. but, of course, you're awake.

was he too loud? did you hear him moaning your name and now you think he's some kind of pervert?

"hey," you mutter. "hey." nanami replies softly. you look over at him, "had a bad dream." you say.

he hums, "i just wanted to wash up, felt pretty hot in here." you nod slowly.

"so.." you clear your throat. "you wanna fuck me?"

oh my god.

kento nanami literally dies, right here. like, he feels his heart stop.

"what?" he manages to choke out. "i heard you in the shower, nanami. woke me up 'cause i thought you were dying or something."

he is mortified. you heard him fucking his fist, pretending it was you? he's never going to live this down, you'll probably tell gojo and gojo will tell shoko and shoko will tell utahime and--

"is that a yes or no?"

that is how you've ended up here. underneath kento nanami while the virgin gropes your tits like he's never seen a naked woman before.

your cunt is aching, but nanami just wants to kiss and lick your boobs right now. he's like a baby breastfeeding from it's mother, as if he needs to have your tit in his mouth.

finally, finally he pulls off your chest, kissing down your body. if you didn't know any better, you'd think he's slept with countless women. he hasn't, which is a surprise.

nanami's fingers hook on the waistband of your panties, tugging them down. he spreads your legs, staring at your pretty cunt. he's never seen a more beautiful sight. except for maybe your eyes and your skin and your smile and your--

you get the point. you're the most beautiful thing he's ever seen.

"kenny," you murmur. "need you." he can't help the grin that forms on his lips, you need him. just as bad as he needs you. see? he's not a pervert! you've just been teasing him. he feels your hips wiggle in his hands.

"gimme a second," he says, his breath hitting your wet folds. "wanna admire my girl." you moan in frustration, just wanting him to touch you.

finally, he licks a stripe through your folds. savoring every little drop of slick that lands on his tongue, he dives in.

he's not good at it, he's messy and gets spit all over you. you're horny and fed up, so naturally you grab his hair and force him to move the way you want.

"stop going so fast," you grumble. his cheeks light up a pretty red color, clearly embarrassed. but when his nose bumps your clit, you moan and he furrows his brows in concentration.

you reach down to pull his foggy glasses off of his face, placing them on the nightstand.

he starts to get the hang of it, you let out moans and whimpers. he's not an expert, but he's getting you there.

his fingers rub just over your hole, as if hesitating. "fuck, push them in." you breathe out, and he does. he slips his middle finger in your cunt, feeling your walls squeeze around him. it's probably been awhile for you, he thinks.

a second one just slips in, your wetness makes it easy. he spreads his fingers, feeling how much you can stretch. there's a sharp pain in his scalp from you tugging, and he groans into your pussy.

after a few more minutes, he pulls off of your cunt, making you whine. you would kill him if you weren't so needy.

his fingers wrap around your throat and he leans up to kiss you again. you obviously kiss back, tasting yourself on his glistening lips. he moans into your mouth, "fuck, i need to be inside of you. now."

you nod eagerly, lifting your hips, "c'mon, fuck me. let me take your virginity, kenny." he almost cums in his pants at the whiney sound in your voice.

"can still fuck you good, doesn't matter if 'm a virgin."

and, spoiler alert, he's not wrong.

he tugs his pants and boxers down simultaneously, his cock springing free. he's not gigantic, but damn, bigger than average for sure.

he strokes himself, making sure he's fully hard. he wants to make sure this is perfect, not even for himself, for you.

so when he slips inside of you for the first time, he really thinks he's in love. "fuck, you feel.. so good." he whispers, dropping his forehead to press against yours. he brings one hand behind your head, the other still firmly on your hip.

he slowly moves in and out, his mind completely slips the fact that he isn't wearing a condom. but neither of you could care about that right now.

"kenny, f-faster.." you all but beg, to which he can do nothing but oblige.

his hips thrust with more force and speed, the passion and intimacy is still there, but now he's really fucking you. "that's good?" he breathes, "mhm, s'good.."

your eyes roll back when his thumb lands on your clit, rubbing circles there. you lean up to press your lips against his, and he returns the kiss, practically eating you. his tongue pushes into your mouth, moving against yours in perfect symphony.

he can feel your insides squeezing his cock harder, he knows you're about to cum. he doubles his efforts, rubbing your clit faster and putting just enough pressure.

when he feels you finally finish, yeah, that's his end. he somehow gains the strength to pull out and quickly stroke himself, finishing in gooey strings all over your stomach.

you're both panting by the time you're done, the sheets are soaked with your sweat and he's carrying you into the shower.

after your shower (there may have been another round during it), you're both laying in the bed, his hand is running up and down your back slowly while you play with his hair.

"you my boyfriend now?" you ask quietly, "mmph," nanami thinks for a moment, then nods. "yeah, guess i am, pretty."

your smile makes his heart melt, he presses a kiss to your forehead. "sleep now, darling. we've got some curses to exercise in the morning."

as you doze off, he just stares at you. wondering when his perverted fantasies slowly became ones of you walking down an aisle all dressed in white.

a/n: haha hey guys pls dont hurt me.. this took way too long to finish, literally the night i was going to finish this i got sick (never eating lobster rolls again). i hope you enjoy this one im sososososo sorry that it took me ages to post.. ALSO THANK YOU FOR ALMOST 300 FOLLOWERS??? WTF ITS CRAZY!!!

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