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@virgoamajiki: hhnngggg no thoughts just boxer!bokuto fucking you senseless after seeing the other boxer he was supposed to fight that night flirting w/ u just to rile him up and throw him off his game.

— soft dom! bokuto + boxer! bokuto + mentions of harassment in the beginning + overstimulation / dumbification + size kink + comfort + praise + breath play + squirting + fluffy end + bokuto calls reader ‘puppy’ + f! reader

— word count; approx 2.6k

— part of my boxerverse! bokuto: one shot no. 1

he can’t blink back the images of you during the fight. the near deafening roars of his name all fadded into nothingness as he stalked towards his opponent- bokuto was dead set on putting him down.

the prick had really managed to get under his skin at the weigh in, picking you out- pointing directly at you and asking why you didn’t hop on over, he said you’d be better taken care of.

you’d sat there, wide eyed, clearly scared and taken back by his words. you only spared him a glance. instead turning with wide eyes at your boyfriend, now scared for the other man. frantic eyes shot up to look for his own- it was clear what you wanted, you looked scared and your face held a look that said;

“bo, please don’t.”

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Bedhead MSBY boys!!! I love them so much I can’t stand it.

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ok… TIME TO SPREAD MY ATSUOI AGENDA they’d make the most chaotic pair ever

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and the black jackals were never allowed to do another post-game interview ever again the end 

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based on this post lskdñlaskd 😂 | Instagram

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words: 4.6k

pairing: incubus!mattsun/makki x f!reader

prompt: threesome

warnings: threesome, double penetration, daddy kink, sir kink, oral (male receiving), anal penetration, dirty talk, reader getting her shit rocked by two hot demons lmaoo, special twist at the end

summary: going to the bar this frequently usually means you’re looking for trouble. but what do you do when the trouble comes to you instead, and instead of just one problem, it’s two?

the lights in the club were nearly overwhelming, the bass from the music thudding heavily through your blood and pounding in your ears.

the lights cast shadows over everything and the walls seemed as if they were pulsing with the music. different shades of blues, purples, and reds made your skin glow almost ethereally, the white dress that clung to your figure looking downright sinful as it practically glows under the lights.

(e/c) eyes lazily scan the dance floor, deep wine colored lips wrapped around your straw suggestively as you finish your third glass of rum and coke.

although the club was lively, bodies grinding against one another in a drunken and lust-filled frenzy, it becomes boring after a while.

you needed something exciting, something new. something that would get your heart thudding in your chest and your lungs gasping for air. you were tired of this same old, tepid pace.

so when your eyes trailed lazily back to the bar and immediately connected with not one, but two pairs of eyes that were already locked on your figure, a bolt of electricity shot down your spine. maybe you had spoken too soon.

a small flirtatious smile made it’s way onto your wine-colored lips when neither men broke eye contact with you as you caught them staring. instead, they both chose to shoot you their own smiles back.

even from across the bar you could tell they were tall, easily towering over the people that surrounded them. the man on the left with the dark curly hair and sleepy eyes was taller than his light-haired companion with the cheeky grin to his right.

sleepy eyes’ grin was small and lazy, more of a smirk than anything. his dark hooded eyes roamed over your body, and the intensity behind those orbs made you feel as if he were undressing you right where you stood.

your thighs clench unconsciously, and sleepy eyes’ grin only grows wider, as if he knew the effect he already had on you.

trying to cool your flustered expression, you trail your eyes over to the man on his right. any hopes of fighting off the blush on your cheeks went down the drain the moment you locked eyes with his companion.

piercing eyes captivate yours, and you feel like you’ve suddenly been put underneath a spell. his eyes hold yours and you feel the room melt away, as if it were just the two of you alone.

plush lips part to swipe a tongue that changes colors under the lights across dry lips, and you barely hold back a whimper when you catch a glint of metal before it disappears back into his mouth.

unable to hold the intense eye contact any longer, you rip your gaze away from the man and settle it back on your empty drink, head tilted towards the floor as you struggle to regain your footing.

when you said you were waiting for something exciting and new to pop up, you didn’t necessarily mean for it to come in the form of two incredibly attractive strangers who you seemed to pique their interest from across the bar.

but you’re most definitely not complaining.

you shuddered as you recalled the way their eyes roamed over your body as if you were already undressed, greedily taking in the way your body curved and flowed.

there was a hint of familiarity in their gaze as well, as if they’ve seen your body before, devoured it before laying their eyes on you for the first time tonight.

not realizing how deep into your thoughts you were, you gasped in surprise when suddenly a warm hand came into your view, calloused fingers gently gripping your chin to force you to look up from your empty glass.

heat rushed through your body when your eyes connected with a sleepy pair, hooded lids barely containing amusement and a hint of lust behind swirling irises.

the tall man bends over to bring himself down to your height, lips brushing against your ear so you can hear him over the pounding music, and you think you imagine the feeling of cool metal against your skin.

“why such a concentrated look, cutie?” he rumbles into your ear, and if rough sex could have a voice it would definitely belong to this man. his voice is velvety, deep, and slightly raspy at the ends, like smoke curling past someone’s lips after they’ve taken a drag.

his scent invades your nose, cedarwood and hints of leather intoxicating your senses, and you have to refrain yourself from leaning your body into his.

instead, you lean back to level your gaze with his, lazily crossing your arms with a small smile curling your painted lips.

“just wishing i had another drink in me.” you purred, enjoying the way his eyes trail down to your exposed cleavage before trailing their way back up to your eyes, not forgetting to gaze at your lips while he was at it.

he chuckled as he ran a large hand through his inky curls, and you absentmindedly wondered what they would feel like under your fingers as you tugged on them.

“well, pretty thing,” he leered at you, one corner of his lips curling up into a half smile and it was at this moment that you realized that you hadn’t imagined the feeling of metal.

a thin ring was settled right in the middle of his plump bottom lip, and you couldn’t help but gulp when you watched his skin stretch even tighter around the piercing when his smile grew.

“i think i can fix that.”

just as you’re about to say your thanks, another large and warm hand shoots out to grab your wrist, and you nearly break your neck when you whip to your side to see who would be so bold as to just grab you out of nowhere.

the venomous retort on your tongue dies when you lock eyes with a familiar pair of intense orbs. a small blush fills your cheeks as light hair brings your hand up to press a kiss to your knuckles, cheeky smile never leaving his lips.

without saying a word, he gently tugs you to your feet and jerks his chin in the direction of the dance floor. he wanted to dance with you.

you shift your gaze back to sleepy eyes for some assistance with his friend, but all he does is give you that same half-smile before shooing you away, turning to the bar to order your drink.

seeing as he was going to be no help, you allow the other man to drag you to the middle of the dance floor, secretly relishing in the way his large hands grip your waist and pull you onto his crotch as you grind and sway to the music.

getting a cheeky idea, you twist in his hold, now facing his chest as his hands never leave your waist. he cocks a thin eyebrow at you, a small smirk curling his lips as you smile up innocently at him.

swaying your hips to the music, you slide your hands up and around his neck, lightly scratching the base of his hairline as you bite your lip and give him a flirtatious wink. you giggle as you feel the slight groan that leaves his lips rather than hear it.

the smirk on his lips could only be described as devilish when he removes a hand from your waist to trail it up your body, lightly groping your breast before settling on the nape of your neck, eyes narrowing at the soft moan you released when he gave you a gentle squeeze.

the prominent feeling of his hard cock grinding against you through your dress already has your panties growing damp, but you couldn’t feel bothered to care.

he released your throat to bring his fingers up to cup your cheek, and his eyes darken when you slip his thumb into your mouth and suck when he goes to brush against your lips.

your body feels as if you’ve been put under a spell as you stare into his eyes. your only mission is to please this man and his partner by any means necessary.

another groan rumbles from his chest when you swirl your tongue around his digit before pulling off of it with a pop, and light hair is quick to wrap his hand around your neck and pull you close.

his breath is sweet with the faint stench of alcohol, no doubt from what he was drinking earlier.

a whimper escapes you when he pulls you even closer, running his nose along your jaw before settling his lips by your ear.

“you like playing with fire, pretty girl? cause it seems to me like you’re in the mood to get burned.” he growls into your ear, voice low and smooth like silk.

your panties are undoubtedly drenched by now when he finally pulls you into a searing kiss, cock still grinding against your aching core as you tighten your grip on his neck.

his kiss is dominant and demanding, eager tongue plunging into your mouth, and your delighted when you feel the distinct metal of his tongue piercing drag along your own muscle.

you continue making out with the ridiculously hot stranger before pulling away with a gasp as another body comes up behind you, sandwiching you in the middle.

you moan lightly when another hard cock is ground against your ass, ring adorned fingers coming up to wrap around your throat and tilt your head back until your heady gaze is met with those lustfully hooded eyes again.

“well now isn’t this a sweet treat,” sleepy eyes muses as you whine and grind against his cock, already helpless and they’ve haven’t done a single thing to you.

“what a naughty little thing, letting two strangers grind against your body and touch on you like this.” he continues, eyes leaving yours to meet with his partners across your head.

you can’t see the grin light hair shoots his friend but you can definitely feel a pair of nimble fingers disappear under your dress, lightly stroking your soaking core before teasing your clit.

sleepy eyes grins darkly at the sight of your eyes widening in shock, cute brows immediately furrowing as you moan softly at the pleasure, hips grinding onto the two fingers.

the whine you let out when light hair pulls his fingers away almost makes him feel bad, but the sight of your shocked expression when he offers his fingers to his partner to taste your slick makes up for it.

sleepy eyes takes his fingers into his mouth, groaning at your essence as he laps it off of his partners digits, shooting him a small wink at the slightly flustered expression on his face.

turning his gaze back to you, he grins wolfishly before bringing his lips down to your ear again. “let’s introduce ourselves, hm? that way you know who’s names your gonna be screaming by the end of tonight.”

you nod dumbly at his words, still dazed by his previous ministrations, thighs clenching as he releases his hold on your neck and angles your head to look at the man across from you.

“my name’s hanamaki takahiro, sweetheart.” hanamaki winks at you, trailing his still wet finger across his lips before flicking out his tongue to swipe across the flesh, watching how your eyes stay trained on his piercing.

sleepy eyes grinds his cock against your ass again, pulling a whimper from you as he rumbles his name into your ear.

“and i’m matsukawa issei, pretty thing.” he groans into your ear as you grind your ass back against him, his hold on your waist just under hanamaki’s grip tightening.

“i’m (y/n),” you reply breathlessly, flushing under the cute smile hanamaki sends your way, lips barely brushing as he dips head close to yours.

“a pretty name for a pretty girl.” he murmurs softly before pressing a quick peck to your lips, laughing slightly when you try to chase him as he pulls away.

the two men lock eyes above your head before hanamaki drops his hands from your waist and matsukawa spins you around so your facing him.

you crane your neck up to meet his eyes, and you can’t repress the startled gasp when you see his dark irises have been replaced by a glowing purple, nearly the same shade as the lights bouncing off of you from above.

your heart is pounding in your chest when hanamaki joins him on your right side, expressive eyes narrowed in lust as his irises have also been replaced by the same purple in matsukawa’s.

your body feels like it’s locked in place, the urge to tear your eyes away from their gaze practically nonexistent. you should feel scared, terrified of these men who clearly aren’t human, yet you can’t find yourself willing to part from them.

they both smile fanged smiles when they realize you aren’t running from them, already caught in their trap. matsukawa tugs you closer as hanamaki brings a soft hand up to cup your cheek.

“why don’t you come home with us, pretty girl?” hanamaki coos at you, bright eyes swirling with lust and mischief.

“we’ll take good care of you, scouts honor.” matsukawa can’t hold back his snort at makki’s words, muttering “scouts honor my ass” under his breath which hanamaki snickers at.

you can’t help the nervous shiver down your spine, the daunting task of taking on these two men men? suddenly presenting itself to you.

“but i’ve never... been with... two before…” you trail off weakly, and both men have to repress the urge to just rip off your clothes and take you there when you gaze up at them with those glassy doe eyes.

“don’t you worry your pretty little head, gorgeous.” matsukawa reassures you, giving your waist a comforting squeeze. “we’ll walk you through it and make sure you enjoy yourself tonight. what do you say?”

you miss the sinister looks in their eyes as you nod your head yes. you had no idea what you just agreed to.

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“issei!” you moan out, eyes clenched shut as you pressed your face further into the mattress, fists clenching the wrinkled sheets until your knuckles turned white.

a swift spank rang across your ass cheek, forcing another choked moan from your lips as mattsun kneads your flesh, appreciating the way your skin looks all marked up and red.

“that’s the wrong name, baby girl.” he tuts out disappointedly, grinning wickedly as he adds a second thick finger into your tight ass, slowly easing it in before spreading them apart.

a cute squeal leaves your flush lips at the burning stretch, head coming up as tears of pain and pleasure sting your eyes.

“daddy~!”

“there we fucking go.” mattsun groans out, pumping his fingers steadily into you, hungry eyes never leaving the delicious way your back arches as he crooks and twists his fingers around inside you.

you could barely focus on the words leaving his mouth, cute little cunt clenching around nothing as he further stretched your ass

“we wanna make sure you’re nice and prepared for us, pretty thing.” you remember makki whispering to you as they shedded your clothes the moment they got you into their bedroom.

speaking of makki, a black and thin tail trailed the edge of your jaw, spade-tipped end coming to rest under your chin and force your hazy gaze upwards.

(e/c) eyes met a smiling pair of glowing purple, makki’s pink hair glowing under the dim bedroom light as he smiled down on you, his curled horns glinting dimly in the light.

“she looks so fucked out, issei. whatever you’re doing, keep doing it.” makki coos out, smirking when he brings up a palm to your face and you lean into it, moaning even louder as mattsun continues preparing your ass for later.

but stretching your ass out wasn’t makki’s concern, though you did look adorable all close eyed and flushed. right now, makki was more concerned with how your plush lips would feel on his throbbing cock.

feeling something hot and wet nudge your lips, you open your eyes to be greeted with makki’s throbbing length. you drooled at the sight of it. both of these men had been blessed in the cock department, but what exactly do you expect when you’re fucking a incubus?

makki’s length was long and thick, flushed red tip steadily leaking precum, and you could see his pulse in the long vein that ran on the side of it. you can only imagine what it’d feel like inside of you.

as if reading your mind, makki smiles down at your awed expression, kneeling in front of you as he lightly taps his leaking tip against your lips. “open up pretty girl, the faster you suck my cock the faster i can split that pretty pussy apart.”

he laughed at the desperate whine you let out, tapping his tip against your parted lips again. “what do you say about that?”

you flush as you press a quick kiss to his tip, shyly dragging your tongue across the slit to avoid answering his question. a hiss rang from makki before he grabbed a fistful of your hair and tugged, causing to to yelp.

mattsun took that opportunity to squeeze in a third finger, relishing in the way you tightened around his digits in pain and pleasure. you were gonna feel heavenly around his cock, no pun intended.

(yeah it was.)

makki jerked your head around again when you took too long to answer him, glowing eyes looking down on you harshly as you cried out.

“answer me when i’m talking to you, (y/n), or i might not play so fucking nice with you next time.” he growled out.

your heart jumped at the idea of a next time, but you pushed that to the back of your mind, swallowing your pride as you shyly looked into his eyes, embarrassed.

“i like the sound of that…” you murmured out quietly, quickly averting your eyes as you hoped that would be enough to appease him.

makki’s eyes hardened as he slapped his cock roughly against your cheek, causing you to squeal. “you like the sound of that, what?” his cold tone made you realize his patience was wearing thin.

“i like the sound of that, sir!” you whimpered out, and you relaxed when the harsh look in his eyes was replaced with that soft satisfied look again.

“there we go, sweetheart. that wasn’t so hard, was it?” you bit back a whimper as he slowly dragged his tip across your lips, lightly nudging them further apart as you panted from mattsun’s fingers in your ass.

without warning, makki thrusted his cock past your lips, filling your mouth quickly as mattsun slammed particularly hard into you.

you choked on his cock as you squealed, eyes rolling back into your head as both men began a fast pace, rocking themselves in and out of your body as you laid there and took it.

“fuck, pretty girl, your mouth feels really - shit! good!” makki panted out, gripping your head firmly as he fucked himself further down your throat.

you gagged around his thick length as he pushed further into your throat, and he let out a loud moan when you swallowed around him reflexively.

“shit!” he groaned, and one of his hands left your hair to lightly grip your throat, feeling it bulge from his cock. “fuck, babygirl, do that again! issei, you gotta feel this.”

mattsun’s unoccupied hand came up to rest against your throat just as you swallowed around makki’s length again. both men let out a moan at the feeling, and mattsun pulled his fingers from your entrance, causing you to whine.

“don’t worry pretty girl, you won’t be empty for long.” before you could process his words, you felt the fat head of mattsun’s cock press against your asshole, slicked up with lube as he pushes in, hands spreading your ass cheeks apart.

you force yourself off of makki’s cock as you grip his thighs tightly, nails digging into his flesh as you cry at the feeling of mattsun splitting your ass in two.

makki lowers himself onto the bed as he cups your face, cooing to you softly as he gently wipes away the fat tears rolling down your cheeks with his thumb.

“fuck she’s tight.” mattsun swears as he continues to sink further into your ass.

you hiccup at the stretch, vision swimming with tears as his fat cock continues to enter you for what feels like forever. how much more of him can you take?

“d-daddy!” you hiccup out, and the watery tone of your pain laced voice causes him to stop only two-thirds of the way into your ass. his hand comes up to rub soothing circles into your lower back.

he leans over your figure, pressing warm kisses to your shaking spine as you struggle to accommodate his length in you. “i’m sorry pretty girl, does it hurt?”

you whimper as you nod your head, back bowed and eyes clenched shut as you fisted the sheets tightly.

mattsun and makki shared the same look with a frown on their lips, and mattsun continued to rub your lower back as he peppered your back with kisses.

“i’m sorry pretty girl, you know i don’t mean to hurt you,” he murmurs against your spine. “you just gotta relax for me, sweetheart. then you’ll feel really good.”

you shook your head again, thighs still trembling. “t-too big, daddy!” you gasp out, and a small smile curls mattsun’s lips before he wipes it away as he coos at you.

“i know sweetheart, but i also know you can take it. just relax for me, pretty girl, can you do that for me?”

with a shaky nod from you, makki peppers your face with kisses, licking away your tears as his hands travel lower until he reaches your chest.

a soft moan escapes your lips as he fondles your breasts, slim fingers rolling and pinching your nipples until they’re nice and hard for him.

mattsun releases a shaky sigh as he feels you loosen up around his cock, but you still have a bit more to go before he can move again.

you let out a soft gasp as you felt the distinct feeling of mattsun’s tail in between your legs, spade-tipped end flicking and rubbing against your clit.

mattsun let out a breathy chuckle as you moaned from the stimulation, body loosening up even further until he finally slid all the way in, his hips pressed flush against your ass. “there we go, sweetheart. just relax.”

he stayed like that for a minute, letting you accommodate to his size before gently rocking his hips to test where things were. a surprised moan fell from your lips as you placed your forehead against the sheets, lightly rocking against his cock.

you’ve never felt so full in your life, and you had absolutely no idea how you were supposed to take both of them.

mattsun took your moan as a sign to continue, and this time he pulled back a little further before thrusting into you firmly, but not too much to overwhelm you.

“oooh daddy!” you squealed out in pleasure, and makki shot mattsun a grin that mattsun returned, gripping your hips firmly as he lightly thrusted into your ass.

“i told you it’d feel good, princess.” mattsun chuckled as you met each of his thrusts, pace slightly picking up along with your moans ringing through the room. “ohh fuck.” he groaned out as he sped up, biting his lip as he fucked steadily into your ass.

you were drooling into the sheets at this point, mind completely blank as mattsun drilled into you, headboard slamming lightly against the wall from the force of his thrusts.

the pleasure was so overwhelming that you didn’t even realize he stopped thrusting into you and makki slipping under you until you felt his cock nudge against your cunt.

you lifted your head in shock as your eyes met his, and makki only smiled at you as he pressed into you, moaning at how tight and wet you were.

“ohhh my fucking god.” you choked out, resting your head against makki’s shoulder as you shook in their hold, the feeling of being impossibly stuffed intensifying as makki finally bottomed out inside of you.

you panted harshly against his skin, and when you felt two pairs of hands squeeze you in question, you couldn’t help the breathless chuckle at their concern.

“i’m green guys, it’s okay.” you lifted your head to peer into makki’s glowing irises that were swimming with lust and concern. leaning in close, you captured his lips with yours, twisting your tongue around his as you played with his piercing.

when you guys parted you were panting, hooded eyes never leaving his. “c’mon, sir!” you whined as you lightly rocked your hips.

a choked moan left makki’s lips as his grip on your waist tightened. a similar sound came from mattsun behind you, and you turned around to gaze into his eyes as well. “you too, daddy.”

“i thought you guys were going to take ‘real good care of me’ tonight?” the condescending tone of your voice broke the men out of their temporary reverie, and both growled as they both pulled out and thrusted back into you at the same time.

a choked groan left your lips as they stuffed you full again, and you let out another breathy laugh that ended in a moan as makki leaned forward to bite your neck.

“please wreck me, daddy. i wanna cum all over your fat cocks, sir.”

you knew you were in for trouble the moment both of them snarled, and a wail escaped your swollen lips as they both began pounding into you, flesh slamming against flesh as they fucked you within an inch of your life.

as mattsun railed your ass harshly and makki snapped his hips deeply into your cunt, pelvis grinding against your clit with each thrusts, you made peace with yourself that if this is how you died, at least you’d see them in hell.

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with a final cry and the stuttering of hips, all three of you collapsed onto the sheets bonelessly, gasping for air as you came down from your highs.

both men pulled out of your abused holes, a smug satisfaction filling them as they watched their seed ooze from your twitching body.

they both laid down on either side of you, makki snuggling into your neck on your right as mattsun rested his chin on your head to your left.

“i think…” you panted, still trying to catch your breath. mattsun hummed and makki began tracing patterns onto your stomach, waiting for you to continue.

“i think… that may have been the best session yet.” both men laughed as they agreed with you, hugging your body closer to them.

“like for real. you guys were so convincing in the club, i nearly forgot we were role playing.” makki chuckled into your neck before sighing in content as you rubbed his horns.

he always loved when you played with his horns after a particularly steamy round in the bedroom.

“yeah, that was a pretty good round.” mattsun concluded as he got comfortable, lazily wrapping his tail around your waist, pressing a smile into your hair when he felt makki’s intertwine with his over your skin.

mattsun raised himself to press a sweet kiss against your lips, tugging makki by his hair to pull him from your neck to give him his as well.

makki’s whines were short lived as he melted into his boyfriend’s kiss, and once they broke apart, he smiled into yours as you pressed one against his lips as well.

finally relaxing into your bed, limbs all tangled with one another, you all began drifting to sleep. just as the boys were about to go under, your sweet voice rang out into the quiet night air.

“i love you two so much, you have no idea.”

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♡︎ genre: fluff, angst

♡︎ contents: oikawa being your first love, tooth-rotting fluff, fem!reader, rebound?? he dates you to get over his ex, oikawa being an idiot 🙄👎 and happy ending!! ft. aoba johsai team.

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“hello.” he greeted you with a smile – his charisma indulging you instantly as he grabbed your hand. “you must be new. i'm tooru oikawa. and you are?” 

he could feel how tensed you were as he held your hand, the feeling of how soft it was wrapped around. 

with a kind smile, he spoke once more, “ah, don't be scared! we don't bite around here!” it was supposed to be a playful sentence, that's why it was followed by a gleeful laugh. 

you weren't scared. as a matter of fact, you were hesitant. hesitant of what exactly? you weren't sure, but as you gazed into those deep chocolate eyes, you found yourself getting lost in them. like a field of blooming flowers in the first morning of spring, you wanted to get lost but you knew you couldn't.

you shouldn't.

despite his friendly personality, he was bad news. 

did you listen to yourself?

“i'm (name) (last name).” you said with a smile.

of course you didn't.

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as the rain poured down from above, all you could do was hold your hand out underneath the roof of the school's entrance. you didn't bring any umbrella today – you didn't know it would rain, in the first place – so you turned to the idea of waiting it out. the skies were in shades of gray, cracks of white in between them as the clouds cried out. you sighed, a frown molding your lips. 

rain has always been a comfort to you, hearing the thunder roar in the distance, it brought you to a sense of being calm. as the water puddled in your palm, the outer sleeve of your uniform was dampened, the shadow of the rainwater slowly climbing its way up. 

“oh? hey!” and just like that, the sense of comfort you felt bubbling inside was gone. you were now filled with this giddy feeling that made your fingers tingle as you looked back at who called you. 

he had the same goofy smile on his face as he waved at you, an umbrella tucked underneath his hand while he had his bag hanging off his shoulder. although the skies were dark, he shined brightly as he made his way towards you. 

there was something about him– something about tooru oikawa that made it almost impossible to hate him, not that you wanted to hate him in the first place.

he stood besides you, noticing your outstretched hand before doing the same. 

“what are you doing?” you asked him, watching as the same little puddle formed in the center of his curved hand. he hummed, “you were doing it so i thought i'd give it a go too.” he replied, feeling the cool rain water in his palm.

no words were spoken for a short moment; just you and oikawa holding your hand out for the rain. you smiled, it was almost as if the both of you wanted to hold hands with the rain. his presence besides you still made you feel giddy, the kind of giddy that makes you want to jump and twirl around. 

only he had that effect on you.

only tooru oikawa.

“the rain doesn't look like it's dying soon,” he finally said, looking back at you. you sighed once more before turning your hand down, watching as the water splashed on the ground and merging with the water below. “i win.” he smiled before dumping the water down too.

you smiled, “yeah, i think i'll make a run fo–” he opened his umbrella, walking into the rain without getting drenched. he looked back at you, holding his hand out.

“here, let me take you home.”

that night, as you laid on your bed, listening to the rain as it crashed against the roof, all you could think about was oikawa and his stupid grin.

the rain that once reminded you of comfort, now reminded you of oikawa.

comfort and oikawa? weren't they the same thing?

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the first snow fell from the sky as you looked out from the window of your classroom. with your elbow propped on the table, you rested your chin on the back of your hand. as soon as your eyes followed the small white flake, many twirled down in a soft and slow way. you hummed to yourself, mentally praising yourself for bringing a coat earlier in the morning. 

the final bell rang, making you look up towards the teacher as they put away their textbook. 

you stretched your arms in the air, leaning back into your chair. something warm wrapped themselves around your hands and a familiar face looked down at you with the same gentle smile you've seen since day one. 

“hello!” oikawa greeted, leaning down towards your face with his hands still wrapped around yours. you blushed at how close his lips were to your forehead, practically ghosting above it. 

no matter how many times you'd encounter oikawa, he still has you butterflies and he always made your cheeks flare. oikawa wasn't just a person – he was also a feeling. 

the feeling of coming home after a long day; coming home to the same person but even after all those years of being with them, they still feel like a new experience. 

the feeling of not knowing where you belong, but when he walks in, he shows you where you stand – besides him, in his heart. 

he chuckled, “i have practice today and i was wondering if you'd come by?” 

why? no reason, he just wanted to see you. 

you sat up straight, careful enough not to hit his chin as you did. you looked back at him, seeing him sit down on the desk behind you as he waited for your answer. you sighed in defeat, “fine, fine. i will.” 

a triumphant smile appeared on his lips, adding more glow to his eyes, “nice! i really thought you'd say no and, uh, could you. . .” you watched as he took off his jacket, draping it over your shoulders. 

you blushed as he zipped it up to your lips, his thumb grazing against your lower lip, “wear this for me? you looked cold.” 

the feeling of oikawa's jacket around you, his scent was floating in the air, and it felt like arms were wrapped around your body – you felt safe. 

“ah,” oikawa watched as the blush on your face rose up to the tips of your ears. “you're adorable, has anyone told you that?” 

you've heard compliments from other people, but whenever he complimented you, it was as if you were hearing it for the first time. you looked up, “t-thank you.”

he tilted his head to the side, “for what? letting you wear the jacket?” you shook your head, oikawa felt his heartstrings were getting tugged as you huffed your cheeks. 

“for calling me cute.”

“oh? i was only stating the obvious.”

once again, oikawa made you feel like it was the first morning of spring all over again. 

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you've heard about oikawa and how powerful he was in volleyball, but you've never seen him play. as you watched from the second floor, observing how quick he was in the practice game that they held with the college department – you found yourself holding your breath as he spiked the ball. the sound of the forceful slap resonating around the gymnasium over the loud squeals of his fangirls. 

they scored another point again, his teammates for the day gave him a pat on the back and high-fived him. they were right, he was amazing. 

the lights that were shining down on him made him stand out even more, almost as if he was glowing within the crowd. as he rubbed the sweat off his forehead using the back of his hand, he looked up towards where you were standing. 

you weren't hard to miss, really, it wasn't because you were wearing his bright jacket– no, it was much more than that. 

although you were the brightest star scattered throughout the dark sky, you were stunning to say the least, and oikawa found you intriguing. a part of wants to stay with you while the other keeps on pestering him to stop getting attached.

he should've listened, but the way you looked up there with his jacket on, it made his heart swell.

to oikawa, you were like the fresh air he breathed in on a spring day.

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your eyes widened at the sight of your mom practically gushing over oikawa as he stood by the door, eager enough to reply to whatever question she threw at him. “(name)!” she acknowledged you after a minute, making you chuckle as you slid your shoes on, “you didn't tell me tooru was /this/ handsome!” you let out a hum, agreeing with what she said– oikawa blushed. 

“thank you, ma'am.” he replied curtly, rubbing the back of his neck. before she could pester him even more, you grabbed his wrist and pulled him out of the house. you're already at the end of the road by the time your mom shouts 'be back at 10 pm!'. 

today was an ordinary day but, somehow, it was different. oikawa told you he needed help with one of the subjects – which was a lie. oikawa was smart, logically and intellectually, he just wanted to spend time with you more.

although, he wouldn't say that directly to you.

“alright,” he pulled his phone out of his back pocket, stopping at the bus stop. “do you think we could stop by this café i really like?” he asked, eyes flickering from his screen to your face. he would be lying if he said he didn't find you cute; you looked incredibly gorgeous in front of him.

you smiled at him, “sure, i don't mind.”

but you should've. somehow, in the lines of “five more minutes and we'll be there” and “do you like donuts?”, you found yourself walking through a park with oikawa behind you.

he's got his hands on your shoulders as you listen to what he's talking about. “technically, i'm being taken away from my family to go on an adventure with you.” you laughed, watching as the sunlight shines over the water in the park's fountain. oikawa gasped. “no! that's not true!” he huffed. 

“you did say yes to this.” 

“to me tutoring you to a subject you already know, mister.” you looked back as you felt him squeeze your shoulders. his flustered cheeks glowed underneath the sun's light, making you giggle. “y-you don't know that!” he tried to argue with you, but you rolled your eyes. 

with a smile, you turned your body around to look at him, “oikawa, you're the smartest guy i know. you could've just asked me out on a date.”

silence. 

the sound of the leaves rustling in the trees as the wind passed by and birds chirping in the distance was all you could hear. no, you couldn't hear how fast his heartbeat was as he stared into your eyes, “would you say yes if i did?”

would you?

“of course!”

and as the flowers blossomed in the fields, oikawa's heart fluttered with joy. you stand in front of him and he's feeling something he hasn't felt in a while. 

it feels scary. it feels new, but he's with you – he wants to try new things with you.

you, the feeling of a spring day. 

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the crowd cheers as aoba johsai wins the match once more. you clapped your hands together as oikawa turned his hand towards the crowd, shooting them a big smile. kunimi is the first to walk out of the gymnasium and directly to the washroom to freshen up. before he did, you managed to congratulate him (to which he replied with a soft "thank you"). the third years were already walking out when makki spotted you waiting by the doorway. 

like every other match they had, you were wearing oikawa's jacket – you wore it with pride whenever you'd arrive to the match. 

“hey, it's oikawa's girl!” makki exclaimed, waving his hand at you. you looked towards them, smiling widely as you waved back. mattsun patted your head as they passed by, iwaizumi winking at you before pointing back. 

“he's still in there, i think,” he said as he wiped the sweat off his forehead. “he said he had to do autographs or whatever.” he finished as he rolled his eyes. 

you chuckled, thanking them as well as congratulating them for their win. you walked inside, seeing that most of the people have already left the gymnasium after the match. you looked around, squinting your eyes at the bright lights above you. your shoes squeaked as you stepped into the court, trying to find him.

but, the moment you looked towards the seats, you wished you never met oikawa tooru. 

he was smiling widely with someone, a girl– no, wait.

your heart dropped.

his ex.

she said something, probably about the match, and you saw how his cheeks flared up. her hand was grazing over his forearm and the look she gives him makes you want to throw up. he looked so happy, so full of life, as she smiled along with him. 

you wanted to shout, but you couldn't.

it was never official – the both of you weren't official. 

did it matter? 

as you stand there, the bright lights turning off one by one, oikawa leaned in to kiss her on the cheek as she hugged him. his hands rest on her lower back and his chin upon her shoulder. you unzipped the jacket, taking it off as you left it on the floor. 

oikawa pulled away from her and looked towards the court – that's when he saw his jacket laying upon the glossy floor. 

he felt it; the cold despite having her back in his arm. her warmth didn't have the same effect like it did before.

winter has arrived.

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it didn't feel right. 

oikawa had her back and that's what he wanted from the start, but it just didn't feel right. as he looked back at her while she cooked dinner, he couldn't help but feel heavy.

he was missing something.

fuck that, he was missing you.

christmas break started after their last match and he hasn't heard from you. you managed to cut yourself off and he was worried. he tried everything. calling you several times, spamming you with texts, and he even asked iwaizumi where you were.

although, iwaizumi never broke after how many times his best friend tried to get him to say it. 

he was worried.

as he sat on the couch, he sighed. he sighed because he knew. it was because of him, wasn't it? it's his fault why you left. he knew that. it's the reason why he's up every night. it was wrong, but as he laid with someone in his arms, he could only dream of you.

his spring love; the epitome of warmth and love. 

“here you go,” she said, handing him his cup of hot chocolate. as he looked at her, he could only imagine it was you. “thanks.”

god, how he wished it was you. 

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“didn't you hear?” makki asked, seeing oikawa leaning against your locker where you kept your indoor shoes. 

“hear what?”

“she's leaving today.” oikawa froze, slowly lifting his head up towards his friends. mattsun and makki were taking off their shoes as the brunette took in what he just said. “leaving? for what?” oikawa asked, clenching his hand into a fist.

mattsun clicked his tongue, “well, iwaizumi told us her dad managed to score a job abroad so–”

oikawa ran.

he ran so fast that day, he was thankful for the stamina he had because of his sport.

where was he going?

he didn't know.

he just needed to see you.

he dashed towards your house, tripping over the sidewalk while trying to reach you. when he stood outside the front door, holding his hand up to knock on it,

the door opened and there you stood, with a box in your hands. a surprised mien plastered itself upon your face, seeing him standing there with his fist raised in the air and shredded exhales released from his lungs.

“oikawa?”

if he could, he would've melted right there by the sound of his name leaving your mouth. he gulped the lump forming down his throat, “h-hi.” he breathed out, holding onto the door frame as he tried to catch his breath.

your lips kinked up to the sides, it was almost as if the sun peaking through the clouds after a storm– so warm and so comforting.

“are you okay?”

is he? he was going to lose you the moment you walk out of the door. oikawa grabbed the box from your hands, placing it down on the porch, placing his hands on your shoulder. he shook his head, he, replying in a soft voice, “no, not when you're going away.”

it was silly, you thought, you knew he was bad news from the start, but the way he was holding onto you. he was grasping onto something that was slowly slipping away from him and he didn't want to let go.

but he needed to.

sitting on the sidewalk while the clouds floated by, oikawa had his hand laced with yours; he was afraid of letting it go. it was almost as if it was his lifeline. behind the clouds, the sky was in a vibrant blue color and the sun was waving hello to him.

it was the perfect weather to be laying in the ground with you.

only with you.

“i'm. . . never going to see you again, am i?”

bittersweet, that's what he felt as he saw your eyes staring directly back at him. you always thought about getting lost in his, but now he wants to get lost in yours.

“i'm sorry.” was all you replied, feeling him squeeze your hand in a gentle manner. he sighed and smiled, “you're sorry for what? if anyone should be sorry, it's me.” oikawa said, running his thumb over your knuckles.

“i was so selfish, so selfish to the point that i just wanted a happy ending for myself, but i realized,” he placed a hand on your cheek, “you're the happy ending i've always wanted.”

you let out a soft laugh, shaking its way into his fragile heart, “this isn't where it ends, oikawa.” he knew that, but he just wasn't ready to accept it. as the sun finally emerged from being kept behind by the clouds, shining down onto your skin; oikawa thought you were the prettiest he's ever seen.

“please stay.”

“but i can't.” and that was the harsh reality he had to live in. despite being under the sun, a symbol of being alive and happy, he felt like his heart was a raging snowstorm – chaotic and frigid as he slowly felt you slip away from his hand.

“come on, let go.”

oikawa hasn't left winter the day he saw you waving back at him as the car slowly shrinked beyond his vision.

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the café was busy as you took a seat down by the window, rubbing your forehead as you typed down an article in the laptop that was resting on your lap. the savors of freshly brewed coffee flooded your senses, dragging you into full consciousness despite having only an hour of sleep. with a sigh, you looked out of the window.

argentina was a lovely city – full of lights and life. the atmosphere was definitely much warmer than it was in japan, but it grew on you. you yawned, grabbing your cup from the coffee table.

i wonder how he's doing.

“excuse me,” you looked back and your heart nearly leaped out of your ribcage. “is this seat taken?” oikawa smiled widely at you, his molasses-brown eyes shining with the sunset from outside. you laughed, a dulcet melody that oikawa longed to hear. you shook your head and oikawa took a seat beside you.

spring, a season for new beginnings and new hope; a season that oikawa reminded you of as he smiled widely at you.

oikawa tooru was your spring.

your new beginning.

“you finally have the happy ending you wanted.”

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Pairing: Kenma x Reader

Word Count: 7k (idk how this happened)

Song: Skin - Rihanna

Warnings: 18+, Toy usage, spanking, ceo!kenma, slight bondage, choking, semi-public, rough sex, softdom!kenma, forced orgasm, he calls you bunny while he pounds you.

A/N: This is the long awaited part two to On Mute, so you should probably read that before this one as there is a little bit of crossover from it!! 

This is also a part of the Haikyuu Headquarters server collab, the masterlist for the rest of the fics can be found here. The prompt this month was “Guess i’ll just have to cum inside you.”

And before we get into it, a final thank you to @deathcab4daddy​, @soft-for-shoyo​ and @10millionyearsdungeon​ for beta reading this for me, be sure to check out their blogs as well as their fics as all three of them have pieces in the collab!!

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suna rintarou x f!reader smau

l/n y/n has been pining for her very best friend, suna rintarou, since high school. now they’re in college and nothing much has changed—that is, until she finally confesses to him after a deal with her friends. will he say it back?

tags: friends to lovers, possible love triangle (x miya atsumu), angst. fluff. slowburn. mutual pining. one-sided pining. poor attempt at humor. drama. romance.

warnings: suggestive/sexual themes, cursing; possibly many written parts! RATED 17+ because SUNA RINTAROU. chapters with ♧ are warnings.

status: on going

started: September 17, 2020

taglist: closed

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[E N T E R]

welcome to the system!

introductions:

[y/n’s hoes] [inarizaki hoes] [volleyboys sitter]

level one:

[one: so you agree?]

[two: fav person]

[three: u jealous bro?]

[four: she WILL drop kick you]

[five: how did you know i was sitting on it?]

[six: date]

[seven: pick you up?]

[eight: a challenge]

[nine: the first mistake] ♧

[ten: this u?]

level two:

[eleven: a miracle]

[twelve: summoning circle]

[thirteen: yesterday’s stream?]

[fourteen: elusive redamancy]

[fifteen: sure, girlfriend]

[sixteen: right in front of my salad?]

[seventeen: do you love y/n?]

[eighteen: notrintaro]

[nineteen: you available?]

[twenty: are you my mom?]

boss battle:

[twenty-one: atsu/yn]

[twenty-two: no talk me angy]

[twenty-three: we didn’t break up]

[twenty-four: romantic bone]

[twenty-five: secret relationship]

[twenty-six: behind the scenes]

[twenty-seven: swear on my kneecaps]

[twenty-eight: i’m in love with you]

[twenty-nine: admit you’re a simp]

[thirty: never want to lose you]

[thirty-one: i do]

bonus scenes:

[letter: yours, l/n y/n]

spoilers:(now found in chapter fourteen: elusive redamancy)

[take his hand] [you, rin]

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Patience is a Virtue | Shinsuke Kita x Reader

✧ Summary: You lost track of the days that you were in love with Kita. He was so much more than just the team mom that many outsiders dubbed him as. He was the wielder of cold-logic and held the bluntest of words at times, but he showed his own special brand of care for each member of the team. What you hadn’t expected was for him to especially care about you.  ➳ Warnings: Language because twins lmao ➳ Tags: Childhood friends to lovers; mostly fluff and humor; Atsumu being a little shit; friends trying to be match-makers; mild jealousy on Kita’s part; introspection and some character development

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Quiet Sort of Love | Sakusa Kiyoomi x Reader

✧ Summary: Manager to the Fukurōdani volleyball club, there was no doubt that Itachiyama’s Sakusa Kiyoomi was a strong ace. He brought your team to their knees on multiple occasions, but what you were not expecting was getting to know the nationally acclaimed spiker beyond just the titles and labels.

✧ Warnings: Implicating language and slight spoilers toward the end (you will be warned beforehand :)) 

✧ Notes: Buckle up boys cause this is a LONG one LMAO -> lots of fluff, angst, slight BokuAka, character development, mutual pining at one point, and just me being sentimental over one of my favorite teams  -> #SummerWrites for these! I tended to write fluffier stories

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it’s late Suna because I was very busy during his birthday.

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maybe i do | kth. VII

summary :  maybe you love each other, maybe you don’t. when a deal between your fathers leaves you forcefully wedding kim taehyung, arguably seoul’s most powerful CEO, you’re prepared for a loveless marriage of eternal regret and unhappiness. but maybe, it doesn’t turn out that way after all.

pairing : taehyung x reader

genre :  arranged marriage!au, ceo!tae, s2l!au, eventual smut, fluff, angst

rating : 18+

word count : 22k

warnings : swearing, ANGST!!, jealousy/possessiveness, t e a s i n g, straddling (is it really this couple if there isn’t straddling??), sexual content, dom + sub dynamics, hard dom!tae, sub!reader, slight brat!reader, thigh-riding!!, finger sucking, handjob, punishment, dirty talk, fingering, oral (f. receiving), forced orgasm, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, slight exhibitionism over the phone (?)

a/n : guys bingewatching bridgerton while writing this chapter was 😫 you’ll understand after reading but here’s another mess of a chapter!! as always, feedback is most definitely appreciated ♡

chapter seven : “i’m wondering if you’d want me now”

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“Nope, if I hug you then it means you’ll have to go, so if I don’t hug you you can’t leave.” 

“Oh my God, you’re the epitome of a baby. This is exactly why I call you my baby sister.” 

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calculated iv, m | jjk

pairing(s): jungkook x reader

summary: You know, you overwork yourself too much. Volunteering for Career Week, being the head Calculus I TA, overachiever in your graphics design classes (it is your major, but still), and being Jeon Jungkook’s girlfriend? Wait a second, what’s that he’s holding? Is that a… remote control vibrator?

warnings: rated M (18+) for language; public vibrator use; intense smut (fem reader, semi-public car sex, dirty talk, nipple play, f and m-receiving oral, pussy spanking, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, penetrative sex); fluff; non-idol!AU - university!AU; dom!Jungkook x sub!noona!reader, ft Park Jimin and Kim Namjoon and it’s slight crack, I fucking love this version of Jimin lol

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Thanks to Jeon Jungkook, your life was becoming increasingly difficult.

You weren’t complaining, per se, but he had a huge dick and loved to ram it down your throat, thus making you perpetually raspy and hoarse, consuming cough drops like you were constantly sick.

Kim Namjoon, the head Calculus III TA, gave you a worried look as you handed him the Calculus III exams that you graded. He hadn’t had the time since he had a presentation earlier in the week, so you offered to help. The professor had an answer key, so the process was quite easy. Also, Namjoon did cover for you that one time in Career Week.

That was, also, a hundred percent Jeon Jungkook’s fault.

“You alright? You’ve been eating cough drops like candy recently.”

You grimaced. “It’s a long story.”

“Actually, it’s a long and thick dick.”

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ensnared ⤑ knj | m.

⟶ 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦:〝 dragged out by your friends the week before halloween, you hunt down the elusive slenderman. however, none of them know, he’s much closer to you than they think. 〞buzzfeed unsolved au. (kinda). cryptid au. pwp au.

❥ 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: slenderman!namjoon x reader

❥ 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: crack ∝ smut

❥ 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 17k 🤠

⟶ 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠: hard dom!namjoon, possessive!namjoon, sub!reader, big cock!namjoon, monster cock!namjoon, slenderjoon and his tentacles, size kink, public sex, sex in a forest, tentaclehandling manhandling, biting, marking, dirty talk, degradation, objectification kink, begging, slapping with a dick, oral kink, rough blowjob, hair pulling, gagging/choking on cock, praise, tentacle bondage, face fucking, deepthroating, crying, sloppy blowjob, pain kink, light sadism/masochism, grinding, tentacle foreplay, teasing, tentacle sex, double penetration, edging, cervix stimulation, finger sucking, tentacle licking/sucking, breeding kink, humiliation, pussy eating, face riding, clit sucking, orgasm control, unprotected sex, standing sex, gagging, pussy stretching, cockwarming, rough breast/nipple play, deep dicking, belly bulge, exhibitionism but a special kind wink wonk, namjoon is mean, self voyeurism (yn likes to watch namjoon’s monster cock fuck her), wet and messy sex, rough sex, anal play, anal sex, triple penetration, namjoon gets v inventive with his tentacles ok, quadruple penetration 👁👄👁, g-spot stimulation, multiple orgasms, squirting, cervix penetration, creampie, exorbitant amounts of cum, cum inflation,

➵ 𝑎/𝑛: here’s that fic no one asked for but the one we all desperately needed

⏤ edited by @shadowsremedy​ // beta read by my loves @yeoldontknow​, @sunshinekims​​ and @jeonsjiddies​ // honorary mention to my chakra wife @ytphobia​​ and the worlds softest woman @softyoongiionly​​ for hyping me up 💖also dedicated to my lovely pusthy anon, i hope you have a wonderful birthday bub mwah x

⏤ Part of The Cursed Series.

One early autumn evening, you stand in the middle of a small clearing in a nameless forest. The sun has long since slipped below the horizon, the cloak of night shrouding the sky in its stead. Faint beams of moonlight filter through the canopy above you: the thin streaks of light illuminating the otherwise shadowed woods. It’s not enough to light your way through the forest; though, with the waning gibbous moon languidly floating in the darkness that hangs above you, that’s a given. Stars are scarce in the sky, only a few of the celestial orbs speckling the heavens, and their dim light does little to illuminate the woods. Nevertheless, with how dark the night is, their radiance is more prominent; their distant light twinkling in the cold expanse of space.

Above you, the foliage rustles in the mid-autumn breeze: light wisps of wind intermittently sailing through the woodland. With winter just on the cusp, this is probably the last warm night you’ll witness for a while, however, the forest is cooler than you thought it’d be. There’s a slight nip in the air and the brisk chill kisses your skin, causing it to prickle with goosebumps. A weak fog rolls through the dense thicket of trees - the smoky wisps dancing through the air almost ominously - and the mist only aids the bite to the atmosphere. Pulling your jacket closer to your body, you huddle into its warmth and curl into yourself. Your arms are crossed across your chest, your hands rubbing your arms in a bid to create from friction-induced warmth.

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nude wars | pt.1 (m)

» pairings: yoongi x reader x jungkook

» genre: smut, touches of fluff / frat!yoonkook

» word count: 4,458

» description: Okay sure, maybe having a threesome with two best friends from the same frat wasn’t the smartest thing you’d ever done. But hey, when the result was them vying for your attention in the form of scandalous snaps, breathy audio messages, and unspeakable texts, well then the decision definitely wasn’t that bad — Or alternatively, your phone getting caught in the middle of Yoongi and Jungkook constantly trying to one-up each other in a war of sexting (and just maybe romantics).

Nine texts, four missed calls, several snaps, one voice mail — who the fuck leaves voicemails?

The notifications flashed across the home screen of your phone after your blurry and sleep-deprived eyes managed to locate the button to stop your shrieking alarm that was set for six-thirty in the goddamn morning. The early wake-up time due to the fact that it was your turn to trudge through the morning shift at the café you worked at — now that was what you called a simple cause and effect. You have the morning shift, so you set your alarm earlier than usual. It was simple, however as your thumb rested against the screen of your phone, the previously mentioned notifications continuing to stare back at you with urging enticement, you once again wondered how this particular cause and effect had come to fruition.

Your teeth caught hold of your bottom lip, bearing down on the tender flesh as your heart began to rapidly beat against your chest. Ragged sighs invaded your lungs as you pressed your thumb against the home button of the device. It unlocked, revealing what you of course already knew would be there. The small red dots that indicated how many missed alerts you had received throughout the night. It was with a deep breath that you pressed down on the first icon to rid yourself of the notification that held the least weight.

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