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why does colt look like the clean version of reiner 💀
Happy Birthday to the most beautiful anime character there is, Gojo Satoru!
ALL I SAW WAS JEAN'S CHIN AND IM ALREADY GOING FERAL
The eyes that never look back.
why does that cut out look like a mix of oikawa and ushijima 😭💀
these men could destroy my life and i would say thank you
clouds
smoke sessions with suna always end the same way, but tonight’s proves to be different.
+ pairing: stoner!suna rintarou x female reader
+ word count: 1.9k
+ cw: {they’re 18+} drug usage + hinted dealing, cursing, shotgunning (once), high sex, unprotected sex, sloppy car smut, riding, (one) use of the pet name ‘bunny’, lil dash of fluff.
+ a/n: be nice this is only like the second time i’ve ever wrote sm*t & i really tried to make it all poetic but it turned into.. you’ll see
clouds. they filled your consciousness, your lungs, the air around you, everything was deep in the white. or maybe you were up in them, you weren’t really sure anymore. the only thing you were positive of, was the slight burn sitting in your chest, the dull twinkling of the stars through the tinted sunroof, and suna’s big hand draping on your upper thigh.
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🥛 xii.
kageyama being good in bed after his first time
this is!! very true!
kageyama’s first time is awkward to say the least. he doesn’t know what he’s doing at all and he’s very much in dire need of assistance.
luckily for him, you’re willing to take it slow, guiding him through the motions as the two of you learn the ins and outs of each other’s bodies. everything is nervous- tentative, and kageyama is most likely overwhelmed by all of the new and intoxicating sensations that are flowing throughout his body.
that being said- despite his initial awkwardness, kageyama, more than anything, is eager to learn. he ever so desperately wants to be the perfect partner to you- to pinpoint every single one of your sweet softs and to capitalize on them tenfold. it may take a little bit of time for him to get accustomed to everything, but he is devoted, and after a couple of times he knows your body inside and out.
once he’s more comfortable, he definitely takes on a more dominant role. it’s almost as if he suddenly knows exactly how to wind you up in a haze of unadulterated pleasure. he always fucks you long and slow, making sure to bring you to the brink of release over and over and over again before you actually cum.
he isn’t necessarily one for particularly kinky sex, preferring to keep things sweet and simple, but the way that he uses his fingers and his tongue and his cock leaves you breathless each and every time.
that being said he’s also very very easily flustered and very very easily riled up. it doesn’t matter if it’s a simple brush of the hand along his thigh or a pair of black thigh highs along with a short skirt- either way, he is always so readily able to turn into putty in your hands.
oh, and one more thing,- he moans really really loudly-
good night.
— 𝕤𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕒𝕦𝕧𝕚𝕘𝕟𝕠𝕟 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕔
2.7k words | smut | alcohol, loss of virginity, fingering, a touch of cunnigulus, multiple orgasms | oikawa tooru
“i cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look or the words, which laid the foundation. it is too long ago. i was in the middle before i knew that i had begun.” ― jane austen, pride and prejudice
a.n. dedicated to @tetsuwhore bc i think about depravity everyday of my life.
it starts with dinner and a date on a friday night; a wine that’s way too expensive clouding your better judgment as oikawa complains about how the salmon was drastically overcooked.
“we should have just stayed at home,” he laments, taking another bite of the fish and grimacing, “take out would’ve been better than this.”
“but hanamaki-san and matsukawa-san are throwing a party at your apartment,” you justify quickly as oikawa glances around for a waiter, “and besides, i do really enjoy spending time with you,” you pause as his eyes flit back to yours, lips parted in slight surprise, “even if you consider the meal to be subpar.”
oikawa’s eyes soften as he reaches an arm over the table and takes your hand in his, a small smile lining the edges of his lips.
“i enjoy spending time with you too,” he responds plainly, squeezing your hand once before hailing a waiter for the check, “even if the meal was subpar.”
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— 𝕤𝕒𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕖
1.1k words | smut | sex under the influence, alcohol, porn without plot, creampie, minor daddy kink because i said so, one (1) french word | akaashi keiji
“those who restrain desire do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained.” ― william blake, the marriage of heaven and hell
a.n. shorter than usual. i blacked out when i wrote this; pls be gentle.
“kaashi-“ you murmur as his drunken lips graze yours, “kaashi, we shouldn’t.”
the party around you is still in full swing. purple and blue lights glow dimly in the crowded living room as the patterns on the walls slip and slide out of focus. akaashi swears he isn’t that drunk- swears that it’s just because of the lights and the music and the taste of your lips on his that he’s rendered into a puddle of lust coated desire, desperate for every ounce of your touch.
“my room,” he breathes lowly, drawing you into another heated kiss, “i wanna ravish you, pretty girl.”
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Bitch, you cappin' and you big mad
I'm just fuckin' trappin', gettin' cat girls and some big bands
— Midline —
Piercer!Tendou // Fem!Reader
Warnings: tongue piercing, bad piercer practices, slight blood mentions, alcohol, and dubcon probably...
Word Count: 1140
Summary: you go to a party thrown by tendou and get a free piercing...sadly no smut in this part oops
a/n: this is only part one...say thanks to @kamoniwa for inspiring this and giving me ideas for more parts....
“I'm just fuckin' trappin', gettin' cat girls and some big bands,” the music was blasting loud enough for you to hear outside.
Each lyric rattling the windows as the bass reverberated down your spine, the air smelt of cheap booze and cigarettes, it was as familiar as any other college party your friends dragged you along too.
The only difference was that it wasn’t a college party, you and your friends had been invited by some volleyball players at your college, mentioning someone named Tendou offering free piercings to anyone who brought alcohol.
You and your friends thought it was too good to be true, nevertheless, here you were showing up with a bottle of everclear in clutch as you made your way inside.
The music only got louder as you got inside, making it nearly impossible to think as someone pointed you and your friends to the drinks.
That’s when you saw him, a room off to the side of the kitchen with a few people gathered inside, shaved red hair catching your eyes as his piercings glinted different colors in the changing strobe lights
You found yourself curious, hovering around the room before getting separated from your friends and going inside.
He was much more attractive up close, lithe fingers working quickly to pierce the person in front of him, someone you recognized as Goshiki as his friends chuckled around him and teased him.
You’d had a few shots with your friends and they were quickly catching up to you as you tried to ignore the way your stomach turned flips the longer you watched him push the needle through Goshiki’s nipple.
You could feel the butterflies in your stomach as an ache creeped it’s way into your chest at the thought of his fingers against your own nipples, the pinch of the clamp as the cool metal heats up against your body heat until the needle starts to go in and—
“Princess~”
The mocking tone dragged you out of your thoughts as your eyes met Tendou’s, a smirk playing on his lips as he waved his hand at you.
“Are you next?”
You gave him a sharp nod as you felt the heat rising to your cheeks, you knew you were caught the moment he motioned for you to sit down with a dark chuckle.
“Gettin’ your nipples pierced too then?”
“N-no,” you choked on your words as you stared at him wide eyed, you felt like a deer caught in headlights as you noticed the blown out look in his eyes.
“That’s a shame I’m sure they’d look cute on you,” the way his eyes traveled over your body with each word before hesitating on your chest had a shiver wracking through you.
“What’re you gettin’ then,” his eyes still lingered on your chest as each word reverberated with the music’s bass.
“I— uhmm—“ you hadn’t thought this far ahead before you sat down, even if you had the way his eyes were consuming you would have made you forget as you struggled to remember how to speak.
There was a deep chuckle from him as he licked his lips at the way you were squirming underneath his gaze.
You’d caught a quick glimpse of something on his tongue and finally remembered a coherent word as you pointed at his mouth.
“That,” the way he cocked his brow at your words had a coil tightening in your stomach as a devious little smirk played on his lips.
“You mean this?”
He opened his mouth, sticking his tongue out for you to see, the once hidden piercing now on full display for you as you tried to nod in response, your mind choking on the thought of how his tongue would feel between your thighs.
You tried to shake the thought from your mind as he prepped the small space, pulling out a fresh needle, piercing, and changing his gloves.
There was a nervousness budding back inside you at the sound of latex snapping against his hand, you suddenly felt sober yet intoxicated all at once as your mind went numb.
“W-what about the clamp?”
He chuckled at the nervous sound in your voice, “what do you mean?”
“Ahh a-are you going to use it?”
His laughter was even louder this time as his gloved thumb swiped over your bottom lip.
“Nah, it’s not sanitary anymore, plus it’ll hurt more so just sit real still and quiet for me princess.”
Before you could protest he had his fingers in your mouth, forcing it open as he shoved his fingers further and further back until you were gagging around them.
The taste of latex was strong as tears began to prick at the corners of your eyes, he gave you an apologetic smile but it didn’t quite meet his eyes as he watched you.
He pulled them back slowly, running them along the flat of your tongue before he had his thumb pressed under it and his forefinger holding it in place by the tip.
“This’ll hurt just a tiny bit.”
You could see the needle glint in the light and your first thought was to squeeze your eyes closed but you didn’t, you were too enthralled with the way the veins in his hands flexed with every movement of his fingers until the needle was piercing straight through your tongue.
There was a sharp pinch of pain enveloping your sense as you let out a strangled yelp, tears overflowing as you squeezed your eyes tightly shut and the taste of copper overpowered the taste of latex.
He was quick as he replaced the needle with your new piercing, a gloved hand coming up to stroke away tears on your cheek as you opened your eyes to look at him.
“All good princess?”
You nodded at him as you tried to ignore the throb in your tongue and the even more prevalent throb in your little wet cunt.
“Then up we go,” he helped you stand up before he let you sit in a chair beside him, leaning next to your ear as he began to whisper.
“I still think you’d be cute with those nipple piercings, if you give me your number later I’ll drop by your house, however, a home visit will cost you something extra.”
The last part held a dark tone in it that sent goosebumps crawling up your spine as he sat back down and turned to the next person waiting to be pierced.
He’d pulled out all the same tools as before, however, this time he pulled out an antiseptic and the clamps as he cleaned them off with a chuckle.
Despite the way your brain screamed to tell him off or to get up and leave you sat there wide eyed and lip quivering as your new piercing kept you silent.
a new ship has been made and i honestly find it kinda cute
❝ The lights are on, there’s no one here. Puffing with the dragons, I’m livin’ for the thrill, formula. ❞
— Formula, Labrinth
KINKTOBER 14: kita shinsuke — quickie.
notes: 18+, nsfw, aged up, established relationship
wc: 1121
“How’s your grandmother, Kita?” Your mother smiled, her eyes twinkling at the sight of your boyfriend beside you. The look that your parents gives him has never failed to make your heart flutter. They do love him for you.
Kita settled his utensils on his plate. He dabbed the sides of his mouth with a tissue before answering politely. “She’s been well, Mrs. Y/M/N. However, her doctor advised us to keep her confined in her room for a while, so she could regain her strength.”
“Oh, is that so?” Your mother frowned. “The next time you visit, please don’t forget to bring her. I have so many things to ask your grandma.”
Kita chuckled, soft and virile. “I will.”
The dinner went on with your parents asking Kita about anything under the sun. They sure like to hear his voice. You couldn’t blame them, though. Kita knows how to speak to elders, given that he’s been taken care of by his grandmother ever since he was a kid. His politeness just comes out naturally— an attitude you always take pride in whenever you tell stories about him to your relatives and friends.
“So, how’s your relationship with our daughter going so far, Kita?” This time, it’s your father who spoke.
You tensed on your seat as Kita placed his palm on your inner thighs, a little bit higher than he’d normally go to whenever you eat dinner with your parents. By the action, you look at him, widening your eyes as a warning. Kita gave you a sideway glance, a ghost of a smirk adorning his pretty lips.
“We’ve been well, Mr. Y/F/N. She’s been lovely since day one,” he said, squeezing the skin of your inner thigh. You suddenly looked down to bite your lower lip. He knew too well how touching that part of your body would make you feel. What is he planning to do?
Your father hummed in approval. “Is that true, Y/N?”
Snapping your head towards your father, you sucked in a breath inconspicuously. “Y… yes.”
Across from you, your mother clapped her hands together. “Aren’t they lovely?” she cooed. “Brings me back to the time your father was still head-over-heels with me.”
Your father chuckled and leaned closer to her. “I still am, love.” They giggled and chuckled.
“Kita, have you tasted the salad—” You came in a halt as he leaned closer. His breath fanning your ear, tickling you. The feeling left electric shocks down your stomach.
“You looked good in that dress,” he whispered, “I can’t wait to fuck you in it.” Then his hands traveled up to your clothed cunt. Kita brushed his pinky against the soft material, earning a small gasp from you. You couldn’t help but squirm, therefore locking his hand in your inner thighs. However, Kita yanked your leg open as he continued to rub your clothed pussy.
“Oh, darling, we’ve totally forgotten about our visitor,” your mother suddenly gasped, making you jolt in your seat. Kita pulled his hand away, once again flashing your mother his infamous well-mannered smile.
“It’s alright, Mrs. Y/M/N. I don’t really mind.”
“You’re always so sweet, Kita,” your mother fawned. “Now, why don’t you show him around, Y/N?”
“Alright, what was that?” Upon closing your bedroom door, you sauntered up to Kita with the question leaving your mouth.
Your boyfriend smiled before pulling you towards him. Kita cupped your cheeks as he stared at your eyes. “Damn,” he cursed. The word made your stomach tingle. Cursing isn’t one of his characteristics. He only does that whenever he’s agitated… or whenever he’s going deeper inside you. “I wanna fuck you so bad.”
“You know, we can’t. They’re downstairs,” you teased him, brushing your nose with his.
In one fluid motion, Kita turned you around so your back was pressed against his chests. He placed a firm grip on your waists as he pushed his clothed bulge into your ass. “We don’t have to be loud, though.” His hands traveled to your thighs, and up to your waistband. “We’ll be quick,” he says as he pulls your panties down. Your cheeks automatically heated up by the feel of air against your wet cunt.
“Kita,” you breathed, anticipation high up on the roof. You could feel your cunt throbbing in utter lewdness. And having Kita’s dick buried in you would make it shut up. “Fuck,” muttered you as he slid his cock inside your wetness.
Kita reclined his forehead on your shoulder blades as he picked up his pace. “You’re so wet.” The slicky sounds of your pussy being penetrated by his hard member resonated through the room. You had to brace yourself behind the door as he plunges into you deeper.
“Kita— ah!” you squealed as Kita reached for you clit from behind. He started to rub your bud as he fucks you from behind. “Ah, slower!”
He panted, grip on your waists tightening. “I can’t. You know I can’t.”
“But…” you exhaled, “If you— ah— continue like that, I won’t— ah— contain myself!” Your cheek was pressed against the door, your back bending to give Kita the opening he wants so bad. He was pounding into you now. The slap of skin to skin audible in the four corners of your room. “Kita!”
“Yes,” he whispered as he leaned closer, “Louder. Let your parents hear how dirty you are for me.” His rubbing turned harsh and his pace didn’t slow down. At this rate, you would have a hard time containing your moans. And the crudeness really didn’t help.
“I— I’m coming—” you choked, feeling the orgasm building up to your abdomen.
“How would they—” Kita puffed out breath, “react, if they caught you drooling while I fuck you?”
“Please, Kita!” you cried. He was stretching you even more. His dick solidly pumping in and out of you. Kita put a finger inside your mouth, you drooled as you have no more control over it.
“I’m gonna cum so hard,” Kita breathed with a chuckle. “Your pussy’s squeezing me, babe.”
“Oh, oh, oh,” you exhaled as the orgasm washed through you. Your legs trembled by the feeling. Hand shooting up to your mouth to contain the sounds you were making.
Kita pressed you further to the door before he stilled, your name leaving his mouth in a hiss. “Fuck, your cunt couldn’t even take it all.” You realized his statement as you felt hot liquid pouring down legs. You shuddered as Kita pulled out, the emptiness inside you wrapping you up like a blanket.
He left kisses along your shoulder and up to your cheek as he combed your hair with his fingers. “Let’s go back?”
taglist: @dearsakusa @tanakipple @uneffervesscent @atsunakaashi @galagcica @urbasicaveragegirl @momoinot @tsumshoe @legendaryoikawa @sarcastickaigan @simplesammyx
haikyuu boys while doing ‘it’
warnings: NSFW
note: spicy headcanon ahead. happy sinning SKHDHDHDHS 💀✨✨ there will be part 2 swear jdhdhd ✨✨
terushima — edges you till you’re crying out. will probably stop midway just to let you know how deep he is. that type of jerk that will let you answer an incoming call from your phone while he’s doing ‘it’ and forces you to hold a smooth conversation while he pounces on you mercilessly. his tongue piercing will come in handy especially when he’s in a mood of eating you down there.
oikawa — does ‘it’ in front of the mirror. degrades you while he does the deed. a daredevil— would be doing it everywhere he pleases. he’ll overstimulate you.
ushijima — grabs you by the jaw to look at your eyes intently and drags a low “you belong to me”
asahi — worships your body. likes to get his hair pulled.
kageyama — wouldn’t know he’s being rough but you don’t mind at all. good with his hands. into ice play but he has his own thing. ice into milk cube and will wait for it to melt and he will slowly lick it out 👅 🦋
tendou — is really good with his hands. slides one lithe finger after the another. car sex. makes fun of you. would probably laugh when you’re close to tears. his tongue is long doee… so expect cumming with just the use of his sinful tongue ;))))
daichi — he’s a dom, period. moans in your ear while pounding his hips onto the crook of your ass. slaps your ass cause he can. is that motherfucker that will go gentle and all smiley in public and then one moment you’ll hear him whisper down your ear, “I can’t wait for u to call me daddy..” 😏
yamaguchi — he’s a total softie and would constantly ask you every now and then if you’re okay. he’s into pleasuring you more than pleasuring himself. he will intertwine his hands with you cause he’s a softie. leaves small kisses on your temple while he goes in and out. might be kissing your tears away when he goes into you and taking you by surprise.
bokuto — has a praise kink. would go faster if you call him a good boy or when you compliment him. master at aftercare. feels cocky when he sees you unable to walk the next morning. eats it like it’s the only thing existing. goes rough when you ask him to slow down.
lev — ceo of picking you up so he can go into you further. awkward at first but will get the hang of it. asks you if you’re comfortable or is the current position okay? compliments at how flexible you are.
kenma — lets you go under his gaming desk to do your thing while he go on stream. moans in your ear. might be into cat ears and leash.
i cant stop thinking about being kita’s cute little farmer wife. his secret breeding kink is massive so when you finally get pregnant, the horny levels go ⬆️ past the roof. tbh i don’t know what more to say, i just want to be railed by kita and his big strong farmer arms. anyways ilysm i found your blog today and am reading through everything like a machine 💞💞💞
(softer thought: those arms can carry four of your mini-me’s and mini-him’s at once. he totally isn’t thinking about this and constantly asking your kids if they want another sibling. most definitely not 👀)
tw: pregnancy
he wakes up to a dark room with only a sliver of sunlight peaking through the curtains. you lay next to him still sound asleep with your lips parted in an ‘o’. sometime during the night you had cast away the blanket exposing the rest of your body. the sight brings a drowsy smile onto his face; in the darkness he can just make out the small steady growing bulge in your tummy.
he’s filled with a strong sense of pride knowing the child you’re carrying is his, but it makes leaving you alone in bed that much harder. kita shifts closer, before pressing his forehead to your own. his hand moves to rest upon your belly. the contact causes you to stir and murmur under you breath earning a quiet chuckle from your husband. “good morning, angel” he whispers his breath tickling your face.
instinctively your arms reach out to grab pulling him even closer. “have to go,” he mutters though he doesn’t fight against your hold. “stay a little longer” you never make this easy for him. “i have to get started-“ the words get caught in his throat as he feels your hand brush against his bulge.
“take care of me first,”
leaving was already difficult, but now it’s impossible for him. he can’t help but give into you, so he leans into your touch. soft lips pepper your face with kisses as kita shifts so he’s between your legs.
your hands move to pull your panties aside whilst kita moves to free himself from his boxers. due to the unbearable heat the summer months brought, you had both given up on wearing bottoms to bed instead opting to wear underwear alone.
he quickly aligns his length with your entrance,“be careful, shin” you caution before he enters you with a slow roll of his hips.
you needn’t warn him though; he wouldnt dream of harming the life growing inside you, and jeopardizing your future as parents. no, since your announcement his priorities shifted and his only focus became becoming a better man for you and his unborn child.
with each movement of his hips he thinks of how great of a mother you’ll be. despite your worries he knows you’ll be perfect, and once your first child is born he knows it won’t be long before he’s asking you to have another.
𝖔𝖈𝖙. 11𝖙𝖍 cnc + somnophilia.
w: mature content including *cnc, *somnophilia, brief f.receiving oral, spit, condescension, creampie.
★ kinktober mlist.
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Strain. | Sakusa Kiyoomi + F!Reader
Word Count: 1.8K
Chapter Warnings (18+): Consensual Non-Consent (CNC), Degradation, (mild) Dumbification, Slapping, (minimal) Choking, Impact Play, Creampie, Possessive!Kiyoomi.
All Characters Are Aged Up to Post-Timeskip! I do not condone any form of explicit writing including any underaged characters.
Author’s Note: Publishing this was nerve-wracking to say the least, but I will deem this the official debut of my account. I hope that this will be able to satisfy whoever may be reading and may I remind you again that any selected character I use in my work will always be aged up to post-timeskip.
You were currently being forced into the meanest mating press by your husband.
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omg dee, i cannot stop thinking about feral hawks just fucking destroying you after he gets home from a mission. just absolutely taking what he wants because he can only see in red. - jay :3
Feral Hawks is my favorite kind of Hawks 🥵
Contains: 18+, a feral hawks
He spends half the day fantasizing the things he wants to do to you when he gets home. Time couldn’t have gone slow enough today until finally, he’s free finally, allowed to race home under the dark yet twinkling sky.
He hopes you aren’t sleep.
Well actually, it doesn’t matter if you are or not because he has no reservations right now in jostling your body awake with his cock.
He needs you and if doesn’t have you soon, he’ll go absolutely insane.
The second he enters the home, he’s frantic in his beeline to the bedroom, shrugging off his jacket and tumbling over his pants in his trek.
His heavy breathing is what snaps your attention from the television to the doorway, your slightly widened eyes locking with the crazed look in his golden pair. He’s naked, his cock twitching slightly against his abdomen, the soft crimson of his wings seeming to ripple. The hungry and almost feral look in his eyes scare you a bit, but its also sending a familiar throb deep within. You know what this is, finding the behavior to be a somewhat rare occurrence.
“Kei-” His name isn’t fully off your tongue before he’s pouncing on you in an instant. He doesn’t even bother in stripping you fully of your clothes. The shirt you're wearing is shoved up against your chest, revealing your breasts and pebbled nipples. He fists both the waistband of your panties and lounge pants, yanking them down with a jarring rip.
He’s already bottoming out inside of your pussy when you part your lips, wanting to say something. You’re given no time to adjust before his hips are snapping savagely against you, your body arching deeply against the mattress. Its almost painful the way his cock pistons in and out of you, producing a pleasurable sting as he drags himself along the tight ridges of your walls. His mouth is on you, wet and sloppy with kisses and bites, trailing from your lips to your jaw, neck and shoulders. His teeth show no mercy as he marks you up, sucking the flesh until he’s satisfied with the ugly splotches that begin to form.
“K-Keigo! Fu-fuck!”
Hawks’ so deep in his one track mind, intentions fully on fucking you full into the mattress that he doesn’t even register your choked cries, glistening eyes, or the nails scraping desperately against his back.
He shifts with a growl, his hands pressed against the back of your knees as he shoves them apart and upwards. The new positions allows his cock to drive into you much deeper, his strokes sending an onslaught of near stars behind your wet eyes. The shivering of his wings sends a subtle breeze as he’s fucking into you with fervor, his thrusts not even giving the opportunity for you to cry out his name.
It doesn’t take long for your orgasm to rip through you, sending your pussy convulsing around his dick as a squeal sounds from your throat. He feels you holding him in like a vice and he grits his teeth, pushing through the slight resistance you cause.
It seems an hour’s passed as you’re spent, sore, and tired and yet your rag-doll seeming form doesn’t deter him as he continues fucking you all through the evening, the ferality within him showing no sign of stopping no time soon.
Mommy Bird
Pairing: Keigo Takami | Hawks x You Contains: 18+; drugging, dub/non-con, breeding/impregnation Word Count: 578
A drink among friends? Nothing could go wrong right? Wrong.
@lovekeigo 👀
“Looks like someone wants to be a mommy!”
Hawks laughed at the wide doe-like expression that followed.
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kageyama tobio x f!reader
tags: virgin reader, overstimulation, vibrator, mild dacryphilia, praise kink
kageyama has you caged within his arms, convulsing on his lap as he holds the small vibrator to your clit. when you told him that you’d never cum before, he was determined to show you how good orgasms could be.
he’s still fully clothed, but you’re naked, leaning against his broad chest, his legs holding yours open for his use. you’ve cum twice already in the past fifteen minutes, but he won’t stop.
“tobio, i—it’s too much—“ you whimper, struggling against his arms, but he just buries his face in the crook of your neck, his hold on the vibrator unrelenting.
“just making you feel good…” he murmurs quietly, his lips grazing your skin.
wirh every vibration your body jerks involuntarily, the sensitivity from earlier orgasms overwhelming you. unknowingly you start to cry as the coil in your stomach tightens again.
kageyama lets out a satisfied grunt, picking up the tears with his tongue. you can feel the insistent bulge poking your ass, the way he intermittently thrusted up against you.
“give me another one,” he demands and you want to tell him no—you can’t—it’s too much—but you can’t form the words, little gasps and hiccups spilling out of your mouth instead.
“be a good girl and i’ll put my cock inside you after this,” kageyama tells you, pressing a kiss to your shoulder, “fuck my little virgin till she cums again…”
he raises his other hand to fondle your breasts and suddenly you’re cumming again, your pussy gushing against the plastic toy, sobbing tobio, tobio, tobio. he slides it against your clit again and again until your orgasm subsides, your body still wracked with shivers.
“you did so good,” he clutches your jaw, turning your face towards him, “can’t wait to fuck you, baby.”
seijoh x f!reader
request: fem!reader is at a Halloween party and is dressed up as a cat, complete with a collar and a tag that says ‘your name here.’ she’s knocking back drinks and flirting with Oikawa and Iwa, when Oikawa takes her upstairs, all of the Seijoh 3rd years coat her. tags: dubcon, alcohol, facials
“get on your back, baby,” oikawa commands, and your world tilts as you drunkenly topple onto the floor, rolling around happily as you look up at your two favourite men.
“pretty, aren’t you?” iwaizumi chuckles, watching your flushed face from his position above you.
you nod dazedly, smiling brightly at them. in your stupor you start to undo the ties at the front of your shirt, exposing your breasts. you giggle when you see the bulge in their pants, the hunger in their eyes. you suck your finger into your mouth.
“you can come in now, guys,” oikawa suddenly says, and you realize he’s not talking to you.
your eyes are heavy, but you manage to lift them enough to see matsukawa and hanamaki walk into the room. they glance at you, and instead of greeting you, they smirk at oikawa and iwaizumi.
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ok so iwachan is the type of boy you bring home to show your fam, the type that has you and your fam wrapped around his fingers *literally*. imagine bringing him home for dinner one day and he reacted when you asked “daddy” to pass you the pepper??? AND CUES SOME NASTY SHIT HE WILL PULL. make it nasty
A/N: “make it nasty” man you are really putting a lot of pressure on me here (x
Warning: fingering, panty thieving, daddy kink
You were almost, no, you were certain that your parents liked your boyfriend more than they like you.
To think that the thought of your boyfriend having to win them over even crossed your head when you brought him home for the first time, how foolish of you. Credit where it was due, Iwaizumi was a great guy. Respectable, reliable, with his feet on the ground and held all his words with weight. But still, it didn’t stop your saltiness at how your parents almost wanted to hand you off the moment they met him.
You wondered how they would feel if they knew that their perfect son in law was secretly a bit of a freak. But that wasn’t entirely fair, after all, the gap in his demeanor the moment the bedroom door closed had you weak in the knees.
He could probably get away with most anything when it comes to your parents, let’s be honest. But it didn’t stop you from feeling the dread when he casually reached over the table the moment you absent-mindedly asked for “daddy” to pass you the pepper.
Everyone froze in place, and you could see the brief panic in his eyes when he realised what he had done. The smile on your face was stiff as he handed you the jar, hoping and praying that your family would not get the connotation of the phrase. You wanted to die when you see your actual father opened his mouth as if he was hesitant to say something but before he could even articulate his confusion, your boyfriend rose up from his seat and filled your father’s glass with a smile that was too earnest for him to even say anything.
You were supposed to be relieved that your father was immediately grinning and patting Iwa’s shoulder at his thoughtfulness, but you could feel shivers running up your spine when he sat back down and shot you a meaningful glance.
He really, really could get away with anything.
You tried to brush it off when you felt his hand on your thigh, looking over to your side to see him grinning at something your mother said. The clink of your chopsticks falling onto the ceramic made everyone snap their heads to look at you, and your face was burning as you tried to pretend like you totally weren’t caught off guard by your boyfriend’s finger dipping into your panties.
“Are you feeling alright?” he asked with a tone of concern, leaning over to place his palm on your forehead. Your hand was immediately clutching his forearm as the movement allowed him to press his fingers down onto your clit, biting your lips so that you would not make a sound.
He had his back to your parents, and you were the only one who could see the slight smirk on his face.
“I’m alright,” you said, trying your best to hide the way your voice was trembling as you pushed your chair back, abruptly standing up. Iwa was eyeing you in amusement as you chuckled nervously, “it’s just a bit stuffy in here, I’ll be better once I go splash some water on my face.”
You took a deep breath the moment you were along in the corridor, trying to calm yourself down. You were not going back in there until your skin stops burning up and the goosebumps on your arm eased. Your thighs clenched together was you walked, cursing at yourself for how the ministrations he did on you had such an effect.
“Baby girl.”
You jumped at the voice that was low by your ear, his hot breath tickling your senses as he cornered you. The way you rubbed your legs together as he approached you didn’t go unnoticed and you knew you were in for it when his eyes darkened.
“Hajime, what are you-”
“Just then out there, you nearly embarrassed me in front of mom and dad,” you loved and hated the way he addressed your parents like that, “you know how I feel about you using that word...”
You wanted to argue that it was a reach, that it was unintentional but your voice came out as nothing more than a squeak when his hands slipped under your skirt to tug at the elastic of your panties.
“Off.”
The sheer dominance in his voice had you weak in his hands. Looking around to make sure no one was watching, you shuddered as he peeled the fabric off your legs, stuffing it in his jean pocket.
“Now that’s a good girl,” he was quick to return to his usual demeanor as he took your hand in his before walking back out to the dining area but not without leaning down to whisper in your ear. The gravel in his voice made you shiver. “behave, or else daddy will get very angry at you.”
The food was delicious, but your sense of taste seemed to betray you as your mind was not able to ignore how bare you felt. You hoped no one noticed that you were shifting in your seat but he sure did, ever so attentive as he was.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, nothing suspicious except for the fact that his hand was inching towards your now naked core. Your hand was gripping at the table as he traced your folds, collecting the leaking arousal at the pad of his fingers. “Hm?”
“Nothing!” you managed to choke out, quickly biting your cheeks so that nothing would slip out as he eased two fingers inside your walls, slowly scissoring them.
“You have been acting very strangle today, are you sure you’re alright?” you mother asked, “maybe you should go home and take some rest.
You could only force yourself to nod as the bolts of pleasure shot up your spine, the feeling of him gliding in and out of you painfully prominent.
“No worries, I’ll take care of her.”
You wanted nothing more than to glare at him for managing to sound so sweet, so caring as he toyed with you. The tingling on your scalp as he pulled away was enough to keep you on edge and you could feel your arousal gushing out at the sudden lost of friction.
“Of course we won’t worry, we know she is in very good hands!” There it was, your parents’ near painful oblivion as to what was going on
“It’s nice to know that we can always count on you!”
Your mother’s voice rang by your ear as he walked you out of the restaurant with his arm holding you up. You were glaring daggers at him the moment you were out of their sight. “Hajime-”
You gasped when you felt his hand grabbing your ass roughly.
“Sh... daddy will take very good care of you tonight.”
Sakusa Kiyoomi(Haikyuu)- Babysteps
A/N: this is inspired by that art of Sakusa holding bby sakusa by @/5takuhu1 uwu the line draft was already powerful enough but the finished version was simply *chef kiss*
Description: You and your husband spend some much needed alone time together to catch a break from parenting.
Warning: vaginal penetration, breeding kink, you two called each other mommy and daddy like, once
Word count: 3462
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The hallway was pitch black except for the faint glow under the door from the room at the very end.
“Sh… there you go…”
You rubbed your eyes as you gently pushed the door open, leaning on the wooden frame as you basked in this harmonious scene before you interrupt it. The crib that was meant for your young son looked even more miniature with your tall husband crouching next to it, his arm rocking it slowly as he slowly pulled away. His hair was tangled up and you looked down to see that he wasn’t even wearing his room slippers, and smiled.
Sakusa Kiyoomi had his doubts on whether he would make a decent father at first but after a year into parenthood, it would be blatant slander for anyone to say he didn’t love his child.
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Yaku Morisuke(Haikyuu)- Triple Feature
Kinktober 2020 — sex tape
A/N: something about yaku just makes me want to call him daddy in everything I write for him you know…
Description: A triple feature of some very questionable home videos…
Warning: filming, vaginal penetration, unprotected sex, creampie, spanking, spitting, cumplay, mirror sex, mentions of maturbation, you called him daddy (1) time
Word count: 4707
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vid001.mp4
“God damn it, this is harder than I thought it would be…”
The crisp ring of your chuckle followed the mumbling groan of your boyfriend as he fixed the placement of his phone on the nightstand. Yaku’s face took up the entirety of the frame, with your grinning features peeking out from behind of his chestnut locks. The camera could not focus on his round eyes right at the very front but instead showed you clearly, the way you bit your lips as your eyes looked away from the camera all recorded down as an evidence that you were not as confident as you had thought you would be.
There were sounds of things shifting and clicking at the background, until he finally took a step back. His full face could finally get into the frame now that he wasn’t upfront, his eyes looking at the screen as his hands held mid-air, hoping that the device wouldn’t fall down.
“Ok…” he murmured as he turned around, still staring at the phone from the corner of his eyes before climbing onto the bed where you were already laying there to make sure it wouldn’t fall down the moment he let go, “I think this should work.”
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