Reckless [masterlist]

reckless [masterlist]

With a lackadaisical playboy as your boss, being reckless wasn’t an option. But on the one time you let loose and made mistakes, your life is shattered, and now you’re playing house with your insufferable boss who is the father of your baby.

⤿ overall cw. angst, accidental pregnany, unwanted pregnancy, infidelity, toxic situations, toxic characters, slow burn, psychological themes … 

⤿ update schedule. mondays & fridays (depends tho!)

⤿ taglist. OPEN

⤿ one  ✘  two  ✘  three  ✘  four  ✘  five  ✘  six  ✘  seven  ✘  eight  ✘  nine  ✘  ten

comforting his s/o headcanons | n. kento

pairing: nanami kento x fem!reader word count: 444 tags: fluffy! stress, domesticity and love

nana’s note: i’ve finally finished my finals !! i’m so sorry for the super late update, but i was able to catch up on some requests occasionally throughout the week so i will be uploading those on the normal dates :> i hope you guys enjoy the requests because they were wonderful and lovely ideas!! also i lk want to try a new theme :| uh oh

previous order: nap time

today has been the worse for you

you woke up late because you kept pressing snooze which made you late for work

you spilled your morning coffee all over your clothes and you didn’t have a spare set which enabled a lot of scrutinizing stares from your coworkers and boss

not only that, but because you rushed yourself in the morning, you didn’t even get the chance to pick up the packed lunch that was tucked in the fridge so you settled with curry bread and tea from the local convenience store

you were definitely going to get a scolding from your boyfriend later

all you could think about was how home was where you really wanted to be, cuddling in the warm bed with your said dear boyfriend

but your boss gave you stacks of last-minute paperwork that would take you way past your shift

you did not make it home until 2 that morning

finally stepping foot through the front door, you’re greeted by the looming build of your lover

he wasn’t very pleased from you getting home this late without telling him, but he softened and opened his arms for you to fall into them

nanami knows how your white-collar job is like and to be honest, he kind of wishes that you would quit already

he knows how the office can overwork their employees and he hates to see you struggle and exhausted every day

carefully, nanami lulls you to your shared bedroom and makes you undress because he has prepared a bath for you

the lights are off with the exception of a few candles and the bath is filled with a gentle scent of lavender

nanami makes sure you’ve taken a proper bath and leads you to the kitchen where he’s reheated dinner

he sits across from you, carefully watching and making sure you’ve eaten everything

in bed, nanami holds you so close with his arms wrapped protectively around you

he asks how your day was and if you shrug, he doesn’t push and rather uses that opportunity to utter sweet nothings and affirmation to you

‘you did so well today’

‘i’m here for you, always’

‘i love you’

and occasionally he’d make a silly dad joke (that he heard from gojo) and it’d often lift the mood and bring a smile to your lips which was enough for nanami

overall nanami is a very loving and caring significant other in all aspects and makes sure that his partner is properly taking care of themselves

he isn’t great with words so actions are common, but he is not stranger to comforting and sweet words

and those silly jokes

Keep reading

10 LGBT+ classic rock stars that aren't Freddie Mercury, David Bowie, or Elton John

Pete Townshend

Pete is best known as the tall, short tempered energetic guitarist and writer of almost all of the songs by The Who. He was the member who came up with their trademark move of smashing the instruments at the end of each show, and became a voice for youth at the time with one of their many hits 'Talkin 'Bout My Generation.' He came out in his memoir as well as an interview in 1989, saying he was bisexual, and also said he identified as both a woman and a man, saying: "I know how if feels to be a woman because I am a woman, and I won't be classified as just a man."

Debbie Harry

Lead singer and writer for the band Blondie, she's a bisexual woman well known for her colourful taste in fashion and unmistakable voice. Her musical career started out in the punk genre but she is best known for writing and singing some of the most popular new wave songs including Heart of Glass, Call Me, and One Way or Another.

Janis Joplin

Often cited as the face of American blues, folk, soul and rock, Janis Joplin is WLW and had numerous relationships with men and women in her life. She was famed for her distinctive husky voice and powerful and captivating stage presence that left audiences stunned.

Dave Davies

The guitarist in 60s British invasion group The Kinks revealed he was bisexual in his autobiography in 1997. The more outgoing of the Davies brothers in the band, of which he had a difficult and fiery relationship with, Dave also experimented with makeup and women's clothing in the 60s and 70s. Many people claim his riffs were the very earliest beginnings of heavy metal.

Sir Ray Davies

Ray Davies wrote and sung most of The Kink's songs, including their most successful song Lola, which is about a transgender woman. Although quieter and more laid back than his brother, he does not have a quiet tongue either. His endless brotherly quarrels with Dave continue to this day, although they live next door to one another. He is MLM.

Kim Deal

As well as playing Bass for the late 80s indie rock band The Pixies and fronting the 90s band The Breeders, Kim Deal has studied and worked in cellular biology. She has said that she is asexual and also identifies as a feminist. Kim Deal has a unique philosophy in recording music, in that she uses no modern means of production such as digital recording, computers, and auto tuning.

Sister Rosetta Tharpe

Recognised as the inventor of rock and roll, Tharpe was a pioneer for combining blues and gospel to create a unique sound partnered with her electric guitar as early as the late 30s. She is WLW. Her relationship with Marie Knight became a controversial topic when it was discovered by the public, especially from her religious background.

Rob Halford

Singer and songwriter of the popular heavy metal band Judas Priest, Rob was initially uneasy about coming out as gay due to heavy metal's often homophobic following, but was surprised when he was overwhelmingly supported. He now calls himself the 'stately homo of heavy metal' and speaks openly about the ongoing struggles that LGBT+ people face.

Marc Bolan

In 1971, a tiny 5"4 Marc Boland performed in his band T-Rex on Top Of The Pops wearing glitter under his eyes. This is widely recognised as the starting point of the glam rock movement. He had relationships with men and women in his life, and came out as bisexual in 1975. He was Jewish and he became a style icon of the 70s for his corkscrew hair, colourful fashion and whimsical happy-go-lucky attitude.

Lou Reed

Lou Reed's infamously dry humour and deadpan voice set him apart from other rock stars of his time. As a child his parents put him in a mental hospital and he was given electric shock therapy to try and 'cure' his interest in men. He grew in popularity in the 60s as The Velvet Underground's lead singer and guitarist and went on to have a successful solo career, where he frequently wrote and sung about LGBT people. Reed is MLM and also Jewish!

I’ve got you

nanami kento x reader

warnings : none, just sfw!!

summary : you have a bad day at work and there’s little bad things that keep happening, eventually you hit your breaking point but husband nanami is there

a/n : this is my first time writing a small fic!! i hope you enjoy it, i just felt like nanami would be a wonderful person who would help when you had a bad day <3

Tired.

You had just gotten home from work, exhausted and ready to relax but on your way inside, your keys had slipped to the floor while you were trying to put them into the slot. A small huff left your lips as you leaned down and picked them up, finally getting the door open.

Your apartment was rather empty and cold since Nanami was still at work.

A growl erupted from your stomach that had you groaning as you stroll to your fridge. “let’s see let’s see” you whispered, closing your eyes and hoping for some non-expired food. Empty, there wasn’t even a day-old takeout left but just sauces. “it’s alright, it’s fine” you were trying to reassure yourself so you wouldn’t go mad. Gasping, you ran to the pantry remembering that you had a soup you saved. At last, something you could eat was sitting on the shelf. Happily, you grabbed at the soup and started to prepare your first meal.

“He should be getting home in about an hour” you mumbled, carefully taking your soup out of the microwave. “Hello love, I’m home” Nanami’s entrance startled you not expecting him home this soon, dropping your soup everywhere onto the wooden floors. You felt tears swell into your eyes as you leaned over the counter with your hands covering your face. Broken sobs escaped your lips, all you could think about was how bad today was, you just wanted a meal.

Your husband frowned at your distress and set his work things aside on the counter. He stood behind you, pulling your front side towards him and embracing you into his warm chest. Harsh hiccuping sobs started to soften when a firm hand rubbed at your back. “Would you like to talk about it sweetheart?” he whispered, using his other hand to lift your face. Your eyes were beyond puffy and tears were streaming down your face.

“bad day” you whined, shoving your face into his chest and inhaling the fresh smell of mint and eucalyptus. Nanami figured he wouldn’t ask now but rather help you get comfortable. “I see, how about we get you cleaned up first, and then we can talk” he gripped onto your waist and lifted you into his hold, tapping your legs to wrap around him. Nanami made his way with you to your bathroom, setting you down onto the sink area and planting a kiss against your forehead. Your heart swelled as you watched the blonde haired man turn the water on to fill the tub.

As your hands went to start removing your clothing another hand grabbed your wrist stopping you abruptly. “Let me” he reassured replacing your hand with his own and discarding your soup stained top and bra, before doing the same with your work pants and underwear. “Beautiful” he placed a small kiss onto your hip and stood up.

“I’m going to put your clothes away and grab a new pair, for now, get into the tub it’s warm” he pointed over to the tub that was half filled before leaving to your bedroom.

You sighed and looked at your reflection in the mirror, your cheeks still had dry tears and your eyes looked like they could pop out. With a sigh you made your way off the sink and to the tub, slowly slipping inside with a soft groan.

The warm sight of Nanami made you weakly smile. “Alright love, your clothes are all set in the bedroom” he smiled softly, walking over to the toilet and taking a seat. He reached for the showerhead that was detachable from the shower itself. You realized his watch was no longer on and his sleeves were rolled up to his forearms. He had just gotten home from work and yet he’s still in his uniform. Your thoughts washed away when a finger tapped your bare shoulder, making you shiver.

“Love, can you turn around for me? so I can wash your hair” Nanami asked, rubbing his finger over your shoulder while he waited.

You nodded and turned around so your back was facing him and your face was towards the wall. Nanami didn’t speak while he wet your hair and squeezed some of his own shampoo into his palm. Instead, he just started to massage your scalp while occasionally humming. He didn’t want to remind you of anything right now as he wanted to use this time to take care of you and comfort you. He continued to bathe you, washing out the shampoo and putting in conditioner which was also his. Vanilla, the sweet smell he absolutely loved and knew that you loved just as much as him.

When it was time to wash your body Nanami asked you to stand up and turn towards him, he truly didn’t want you to lift a finger. You both locked eyes and a smile formed onto his lips, you looked beautiful to him and he was so happy to be your husband. He squeezed some body wash into a warm cloth and began scrubbing against your arms, legs, and everywhere else. At times he would tickle your side to hear your small laugh.

Finally rinsing you, he grabbed a towel beside him and opened it in front of his chest. You drained the water before stepping out from the tub carefully and letting the man in front of you wrap a towel around your body to lift you.

The bedroom ceiling fan was off, Nanami always makes sure of that when you come out of showers because he doesn’t want you to get cold. He sets you down onto your feet and sits on the edge of your bed with his hands pulling down your towel and patting your body dry. Your hair was dripping and a chuckle left his lips.

“I almost forgot about your hair” he joked, grabbing another towel beside him and wrapping it around your hair.

Of course, Nanami dressed you too. He dressed you in his clothes though because they had just come out of the dryer, perfect for keeping you warm. It was his grey sweatpants and a baby blue hoodie.

“Come on, let’s talk” he moved onto the bed, his back against the headboard and his legs open. You climbed onto his lap and rested your head against his chest to hear his heartbeat. His hand came to rub at your back like earlier while he spoke. Your mind started to wander, thinking of how you maybe overreacted but before your thoughts could pester you, even more, Nanami leaned his head down to kiss your ear. “No matter what happened, small or big, it was a bad day” he mumbled against you and it felt like he could read your mind. He always knew just what to say and he always knew when your mind was being unkind to you because you had that same face every time, where your eyebrows are furrowed and your smile is just a bit downturned. Your eyes closed and you explained to him everything that happened, from work to the keys, to an empty fridge with sauces (that one made him laugh) and your soup spilling. You leaned up to look at him, waiting for what he would say.

“We will start to take rest days. From now on, both of us will use a day off of work to rest” he nodded while pulling the towel from your hair, letting all of your h/c hair fall to your face. “Thank you, I love you so much” you mumbled, your lips almost quivering from crying again.

“I love you too sweet girl” he lovingly says brushing your hair out of your face with his fingers.

You had already said thank you but you felt as if you needed to say more. Nanami knew though, he knew how thankful you were to have him. He always saw it when you ironed his clothes for work, or when you bought him his favorite pastries from his favorite bakery and also that one time when you drove 2 hours to him just because he forgot his lunch.

Your eyes started to tear up again but it wasn’t from your hard day, it was from the overwhelming amount of love you had for your husband. Nanami heard a small sniffle and looked down at you, swiping his thumb to wipe away a tear.

“happy tears” you whispered, your voice cracking a bit. He nodded and leaned forward, placing a small kiss against your lips. “mmm soup” he hummed and chuckled, earning a small laugh from you in return. “You know, the whole time I was holding you in the kitchen I was standing in soup” he huffed playfully while watching you cover your mouth from all of the laughing.

“I’m sorry, I’ll get you new ones” you faked a frown and leaned into his chest again, wrapping your arms around his neck. After a while of being in your husband's arms and laughing an hour away, you began to grow tired. Nanami felt it from the way your body slumped more into his and how your breathing got a bit deeper. A smile formed onto his lips because he knew that as long as he was here, your bad days would never stay bad.

“I’ve got you” he whispered against your hair while his arms wrapped around you pulling your body into a big warm hug.

Somebody to You, Pt 3

Gojo x reader 

Angst to fluff. Suggestive and mentions of NSFW but no outright smut

Part One, Part Two

Author’s note: Thank you for all the love on my work. I still can’t believe anyone reads and likes my stupid little stories. ;-; This is the last part of this series but my requests are open so feel free to send anything in for JJK or even Naruto and Haikyuu. Also, please let me know how you like this part and if the ending is satisfying. Thank you again for everything! Sorry this is so long. 

Gojo tried to think about you and your new boy-toy as little as possible. He’d endured a whole month now of seeing you giggle on the phone, get flowers delivered to your office, and (worst of all) be covered in hickeys that peeked through your foundation. He found it so tacky of him to mark your neck, especially since Gojo knew you didn’t like it. Gojo kept himself busy with missions and his students so it was easy to steer his mind away from missing you. In the few times he did let himself fall into that rabbit hole, he couldn’t help but see how special this guy was to you. 

Keep reading

do it for me — t. fushiguro

PAIRING: angel of death!toji fushiguro x mortal!fem!reader

SUMMARY: if only you knew going to confession would lead straight to more sin.

WARNINGS: dark content, religious themes, explicit smut, public sex, multiple orgasms, corruption kink (if you squint), virginity loss, unprotected sex, sacrilege, praise kink, pet names (sweetheart, good girl), creampie

WORD COUNT: 2.2k

for @semisgroupie’s heaven & hell collab!

Keep reading