Mirror Sex With Nanami, Kitchen Sex With Nanami, Bathroom Sex With Nanami, Car Sex With Nanami, Hotel

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༊*·˚ warnings: blood & small cuts!

8:47 PM and nanami arrives with a busted lip, bleeding nose and small cuts all over his face. i’m okay, he says as you cup his face in your hands, softly grazing the cuts and passing your thumb by his bottom lip to clean up some of the blood. you don’t have to worry about me, he smiles and leans into your touch, laughs as you ignore his request and murmur something about the first aid kit you keep in the bathroom.

8:52 PM and you’re in between nanami’s legs, brows furrowed in concentration as you dab a cotton ball soaked with rubbing alcohol onto his little cuts, immediately placing a flowery band aid over it. sorry if it hurts, you say with a smile, kissing the tip of his now cleaned up nose. he hums, places his large calloused hands on your the sides of your hips and lets you bandage him up, lets you press feather light kisses to all of his little injuries because he secretly loves it.

9:03 PM and you’re in the bath, styling nanami’s blond hair into funky hairstyles with bubbles. you’re laughing because it’s a sweet moment, he’s smiling because he loves seeing you happy over something so trivial.

9:22 PM and you’ve moved from the bathroom to the kitchen, wearing nothing but a towel. nanami is in the same state — sage green towel hanging loosely from his hips, hair semi wet and covering his eyes slightly. he’s flipping a pancake (breakfast for late dinner) while humming to a song he heard on the radio in the morning. you end up close to him — somehow, in some way, you always do. and that always makes him smile because he’s so in love — and he turns to face you, leaning down to plant a soft kiss to your lips, one that is gentle yet passionate, one that leads to him wrapping his arms around your waist, that makes the pancake get burnt.

9:49 PM and you’re sitting out on the balcony because the breeze is warm and your plants need company, sweet words and a few kisses — and of course, you and nanami are ready to give those things to them because they’re your water devouring babies. so, you sit out and eat the pancakes that didn’t burn as nanami tells you and the plants about his days and the bothersome curse he had to deal with.

10:08 PM and you’re snuggled into nanami’s side, drifting off to sleep as he tells you a story about fairies and whatever comes to mind. his voice is sleepy, carries tiredness and so you murmur something about him going to sleep as well. and he smiles, turns and brings you toward his chest — i love you, he breathes out, i hadn’t told you that, hm? he squeezes you against him and kisses the top of your head, heart beating a steady rhythm against your ear. i love you, i love you, i love you.

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My family is still staying in half of the church that wasn’t affected by the bombing because there is nowhere else to stay other than tents. They are limited to one small meal a day and one shower a week. They are sleeping on the floors, but no one can sleep since there is bombing everywhere around them. Even when there is no bombing, they can still hear the loud buzzing sound of the military planes above them, which would keep anyone who hears it awake. Along with everything, My grandma has diabetes and osteoporosis, so she can’t walk. She has to take her insulin medication along with many others; however, she has run out of many of her medications.” Am on my knees requesting for donation. Target $450

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TENNESSEE WHISKEY ☆ reiner braun.

☆. warnings — drabble, fluff, drinking, country music, reiner’s lovesick, readers infatuated, slow dancing, making out, going back to reiner’s after to bang. this is nothing special just a random thought.

listening to tennessee whiskey got me thinking about construction worker!reiner who spends this weekend attending a friends concert at the infamous devil’s tavern. he’s got on a white tshirt, light blue washed jeans that are a bit raggedy from being years old. and rugged brown leather boots adorned on his big feet. blonde hair messy from running his hands through it from anxiety. this is their first getup and he could feel his palms sweating. he knew how excited they were for this gig, they’ve been talking about it all week at work on the site they were fixing up. reiner’s sitting at the bar, sipping on a glass of whiskey and bopping his head slowly to the music playing from the other band on stage at the moment.

“what’s got you all sweatin’?” a soft voice pulls him from his thoughts, turning to his left to see a pretty young girl sitting on the stool beside him. glowing brown skin, auburn curly hair that grazed her collarbones, and warm, cat-eye shaped brown eyes. he feels the wind knock out of his lungs, throat going dry. you’re wearing a red and black checkered button down that’s tied to your front above your belly button and it’s butterfly piercing. so much skin exposed he feels naughty just glancing. black shorts hugging your thighs, and a pair of beat up converses. you have a few strands of hair tucked behind both sides of your ears where an array of piercings lay.

you raise a brow at the man’s lingering eyes. “you deaf or sum?”

your smile is pretty, like the moon shining in the sky above the old ranch his father has. reiner clears his throat. “sorry, jus’ got distracted.”

“i’m pretty, aren’t i?” your entire face raises as you smile and coo at him. reiner’s eyes nearly abandon his sockets.

“yeah, i-i guess,” he’s holding onto his glass dripping condensation with both hands, swallowing it from how big his veiny hands were. “change the subject, ma’am.”

“oo, manners. but you never answered my question, hun.” your elbows are leaning against the wood of the bar line, kicking at the ground softly, inching your face closer to his room hear him better. he swears he’s gonna pass out. he’s never met a woman so beautiful like you in his lifetime. the man’s only thirty-two but still.

hazel eyes meet yours as the pink on his soft lips part to speak. he smells nice, you think. looks even nicer. “my friends are playing tonight. they should be on in a few minutes. it’s their first gig.”

“mmm, are they any good?” you take a swig of your beer. he almost looks bewildered when you ask that. you shrug innocently, “what? is that wrong of me to ask?”

“they’re fuckin’ astounding,” reiner corrects you, sounding like a fanboy who’s diehard for his favorite band. think he’s a little tipsy. he hears how he comes off, and the scoff leaving you and immediately goes to apologize. “sorry, sorry. that was rude. i meant that they’re. . . good.”

“nah, you said astounding. stick to that,” you laugh, tilting your head to the side. “i like you. you seem very protective of your friends and their passion.”

then it’s his turn to laugh. “thanks. they’ve been up my ass about showing up tonight so i made a promise that i would. i’ve been in a little drought lately.”

“how come?”

reiner goes silent, staring off into space. the sudden announcement of his friends’ band causes the big, beefy man to sit up straight, a wide smile on his face. his eyes lit up like he’s just won a million dollars, shocking overtaking you as he yells ‘c’mon” over the loud music, grabbing your hand gently and pulling you with him to push past the crowd and make it to the front row. this man you met only a few minutes ago having your heart in the palm of his hand that still interlocked with yours. you felt small under his touch, safe, protected. it’s like going to a concert with a first date. adoring as he jammed out to the mellow, country music, switching to indie tunes. the bands versatility fitting your music taste well.

reiner felt like he was in a dream. squeezing a pretty girls hand as he jams out to his favorite music. feeling free, feeling happy. it’s been a while since he’s felt happy. his friends performed five songs, the last two being covers to famous artists. one of them being tennessee whiskey by chris stapleton. he took this opportunity to dance with you, slow dancing to the tune and smiling into each other’s faces. kissing not long after. your full lips gliding with his own delicately, tasting the strawberry chapstick in your lips. moaning into his mouth and pulling him closer, if that was remotely possible. as the crowd cheered around you two, empty in your heads, you continue to kiss. reiner applauding for his friends mentally. they’re watching with glee for their friend, going to mention it later on.

not long after were you making out against the fluffy sheets of his comforter, wrapping your legs around his waist as you hug him close to you. reiner kissing your neck while making love to you under that same moonlight he saw in your smile.

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