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[pork-pop]

DON’T MAKE ME BEG FOR YOU!

✧ the girl of his dreams is throwing him a bone…is he feigning nonchalance or acting a fool?!

contains: gojo, geto, nanami || cw: p in v sex (unprotected), oral (f. receiving), like a hint of hair pulling for suguru, mentions of masturbation || wc: 1.7k~

✧ a/n: i am half asleep right now if there’s a typo just come to my home and take me out before i wake up! cheers. srry nanami’s ended up kinda shorter than the others oopsie daisy.

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI!!!

SATORU GOJO

acting a fool is an understatement

Satoru is terrible at the art of subtlety, and to most, making one’s intentions blatantly clear to the person they’re interested in might seem mortifying. But that’s been Satoru’s goal since the start. Those lingering touches, the flirtatious glances and suggestive comments were all done in stride, after all, he takes pride in the fact that he’s getting what he wants. You, however, have been the hardest shell to crack. So, naturally, he’s utterly whipped. 

He can hardly believe his luck when you choose to reciprocate after months of cat and mouse, and he has no choice but to lay out all of his chips and double down. 

For someone who was raised to be a gentleman, he sure does know how to get your clothes on the floor without any manners at all. As soon as you’re blessing him, deepening the kiss, his wandering hands are tugging at your blouse for permission to show you how much he’ll work for it. 

“Isn’t this a treat?” He pants humorously between thrusts, fucking into you like he’ll know he’ll find the answers to all of his intrusive questions regarding you if he just gets an inch or two deeper. Satoru hisses as you tighten around him, “You gonna keep talking or are you gonna fuck me harder?” you snicker. And you should know that there’s nothing Satoru loves more than a good challenge; getting you like this wasn’t the challenge he’d most anticipated, no, it was making you crave it just as much as he did. 

“Is that an invitation?” He asks, a big grin twisting at the corners of his lips while he inches a hand down to thumb teasingly at your clit, “You know, I’ve been thinking about you saying that for a while now, don’t you?” In spite of his stamina, Satoru’s breath is ragged and shaky, could it be that he was even a bit…nervous? You didn’t have the time to put much thought into it before his hips speed up, knocking every one of those pretty suspicions out of your head for the time being. Your eyes roll back and you swear you can hear a triumphant little huff of a laugh from him as he takes that as inspiration to roughen the circles he’s drawing against your clit. 

“I’ve been thinking about what you’d sound like when you cum, too,” he admits without a shred of shame, nosing into the tender column of your throat so you can hear him better, “Can I hear?” “Fuck!” Is all you can manage through a strangled cry, clawing at the shifting muscles of his back in a futile attempt to ground yourself. “C’mon, I can tell you’re getting close,” he rasps madly, “I wanna hear you.” He begs, suddenly licking a greedy stripe along the dampened skin of your neck. 

And who are you to deny him? You cry out a declaration of your sudden orgasm, features squeezed and mouth parted as you struggle to catch your breath. Satoru stares at you with widened eyes, and a stuttered breath, “Hah-...” He hadn’t even realized how close he’d been getting to spilling inside you, but welcomed the overwhelming feeling with open arms. He could go for five more rounds if you’d let him, anyways. 

God, this must be what it’s like to hit the jackpot. 

SUGURU GETO

nonchalant (acting a fool)

Suguru can’t lie to himself and pretend like he hadn’t imagined this scenario too many times to count before, usually as a desperate last resort when he’d found he can’t imagine getting off to anything other than the thought of you at a certain point. He’s sure that he’s a better man than this, and he’d certainly tried to be courteous and discrete about the way you make him feel, shying away from the line he’s been dreaming to cross. 

But now, sitting up on the mattress and unable to tear his eyes away from your tits, he realizes that he’d been overshooting the strength of his own resolve. Suguru surges forward, taking one in his mouth as he guides you up and down his length, doing anything he can to prove he’s still being normal about this. Fuck it. 

“Fuck,”  he moans against your chest, “wait a minute-...” You still your movements, tilting your head curiously at him as he swallows breathlessly, “What’s wrong?” 

“Nothing,” He quickly reassures with a shake of his head, gently squeezing at your hips to punctuate the promise, “God, nothing’s wrong at all, I just need-...let me eat you out. Please?” You blink at him in surprise, placing a hand on his shoulder, “Huh?” 

“Seriously, I-...” He shakes his head, gazing up at you like you’re the most wonderful thing he’d ever seen, “it’s all I’ve been thinking about.” 

During those moments in the past in which he found himself fucking his fist to the thought of you, he only ever found himself relishing in the idea of burying himself between your legs and making careful sure that the only thing you’d be capable of saying was his name. The both of you had been too hasty in the wake of realizing your feelings were reciprocated, too desperate to give each other everything you’d been dreaming of. It feels like the heavens have opened up before him as you slip off of his lap, letting him situate you against the pillows. 

Suguru’s methodic in the way he trails warm kisses down your body, stopping to suck a mark into your hip, but he can’t tease for too long, not when he probably wants to get you off on his tongue more than you want it (which is saying a lot). 

He kisses your bare cunt gratefully, before dragging his tongue against your entrance, eyelids already going heavy as he slips into a euphoric trance. Suguru tries his very hardest to keen on every noise you make, every cry of his name, but it’s hard to do that when he’s getting so drunk off the flavor of you. He’s suddenly starved, devouring you completely, too far gone to be embarrassed of the way he shakes his head against your pussy or moans just as loud as you do. 

Geto’s suspicions had been utterly correct. While he’s been eager to have you like he did moments before, to feel you wrap around him and to fuck up into you with calculated thrusts, this definitely takes the cake. He grows dizzy off your scent, grinding against the mattress to prevent himself from further losing his mind over the prospect of what he’s doing right now. 

You lace your hands through his hair, pulling at it as he brings you closer to the edge. This is all he needs, he thinks, he can easily be fine spending the rest of his life like this. Suguru wants to prove that much over and over again to you, and he won’t hesitate if you’ll let him. “You’re perfect.” He mumbles against your cunt, and he’s partially glad you’re too far gone to hear some of the pathetic remarks he’s uttering, “Need this so bad.”

Yeah, good luck hopping back on his dick anytime soon now that he knows he was right about how addicting you’d be. 

KENTO NANAMI

nonchalant by a thread

It’s easy for Kento to have steel-grade self control when you’re fully clothed and the conversation is tame. But when clothes are taken out of the equation, well, that’s a different story. That being said, he won’t forget his manners. 

You’re in a tender mating press, smiling softly at the sweet kisses Nanami keeps peppering across your face, and occasionally one to your lips. He briefly wonders why he ever thought it was a good idea to hesitate in taking the initiative to have you laid out against his pillows like this, moaning his name almost as if you knew how much that chipped away at his own self-preservation. You’re dangerously close to getting him to embarrass himself. 

“Do you like this?” He breathes against the shell of your ear as his pace speeds up a bit, knocking the wind out of you. Regardless, you nod, hardly able to wrap your lips around anything other than the shape of his name. Kento bites his lip, fighting the urge to go even faster. This was your first time together, after all, he’d be mad not to cherish it like something fleeting and sacred. He wants more, he wants this all the time, and he’s so close to begging you for it. In some last attempt of self-preservation, he utters, “You feel amazing,” almost choking on his breath after the fact. 

“Fuck, keep doing that.” You cry out, throwing your head back to give him a clear view of your throat that he so desperately wishes to mark up. He almost asked what you meant, before he peers down, realizing he’d mindlessly begun rubbing circles into your clit. Kento feels like he’s getting ahead of himself, yet not doing enough at the same time; this feeling is so foreign and overwhelming, but he’s falling in love with it. 

Following your orders, he continues his steady pace on your clit, mouth going dry as you tell him how close you are. Yes, please, that’s all I want to hear. 

“Please,” he murmurs in a gravelly voice, not realizing he’d started voicing his own thoughts, “cum for me.” Nanami is certain he’s going to lose control any moment, and he’s sure that you cumming around his cock is not going to help him at all in his hope to still be a gentleman to you. It’s alright, though, he thinks. If he’s going to embarrass himself, lose all resolve and allow himself to drown in this simple pleasure, Kento doesn’t think he’d want to do it with anyone else but you.

[takami-takami]

You Keep Sawdust for Starlight.

includes— hawks x reader. comfort. minors dni.

warnings— gn!reader.

"I wish you could bring me with you," Keigo whispers.

"You're already with me."

"No— like," he waves away a palm. It pushes the air forcefully around in a small wisp. "Like, I wish you could shrink me down and stuff me into your shirt pocket. Somethin’ real cute like that."

Keigo's lips are pursed when he speaks, boyish and gesticulate. Although his words barely peak over the sound of your breathing, they are enough to startle you from the lullaby daze and candlelit, pillowfort days. Your hand pauses twirling a clump of feathery, dust blonde hair around its index, releasing it gently and opting to gingerly prop up your body behind you.

Your bed sheets are blue and the velvet fabric tickles your palms and fingertips. They're sapphire, splattered by glittered specks sewn in shades of yellow across its surface. Night sky, imitation Van Gogh. 

You can vet its authenticity; because unlike its painted namesake, your sheets remain intact. The comforter cradles you both in its arms, the fabric creasing like soft, blue waves, pushing and pulling you in its tides each time you shift beside him.

Your eyes flick and click to watch Keigo's.

He continues staring upwards at the popcorn ceiling as if the divots were countless stars, draped by curtains of black lashes. If tonight were colder, you might catch his breath.

"All those fancy places you go for work, and you wish you could come follow me around," you deadpan, brows stitched.

"Well, yeah."

Keigo swallows and his Adam's apple bobs handsomely with each word like a fishing lure. You opt not to bite.

His nails scritch at the scruff of his beard, contemplative with viscous, syrupy thoughts.

“You always seem to be getting yourself into some trouble or another,” Keigo smiles a wet smile at the thought, still gazing up against the popcorn sky.

“People worry about you, you know," he says. "Worry if you’re safe. Worry if you’re you. You know I’ll be the first to tell you that you’re not exactly convincing.”

At that, Keigo folds two calloused hands, one over the other, against his sweater-clad chest, and exhales through his nose as he meets your eyes.

Many moons ago, you might have startled at how wide Keigo’s eyes looked when they reach yours, the black holes at their center swelling and fattening up. Tonight, you let them swallow you without fear of becoming lodged in their throat.

“I’ll think about it,” you sigh.

“I know you always think of me,” he says.

“You did say I’m predictable, didn’t you?”

You press your lips to his cheek, sticky and sweet. Keigo only opens his eyes again once you retreat back to lay beside him.

“Think of me a little while longer,” Keigo says. “And I promise I’ll follow you wherever you go.”

[queenie-the-court-jester]

hiii!! still getting used to messaging bloggers, so i apologize if i seem rude 😭😭 im a lil shy…

just wanted to say i LOVE your writing and each of your yanderes! im literally obsessed each time you post and love each one of your OCs. 🥺🥺🫶 the amount of depth of details you put into them blows me away!! \(^ヮ^)/ you are one of my absolute fav blogs and for once a blogger that doesn’t make me feel uncomfortable to contact ❤️❤️

i hope you don’t mind me asking for more content of the farm fics!! i would love to see more big daddy and mrs béne, or the koi quintuplets! maybe how they would be if reader fell in love with them or confessed to them? feel free to ignore or take your time; personal matters come first!! ♡

can i be 🍧 anon?

Even sweeter than honey

a/n: awww shucks.. you got me blushing up a storm 🍧😊 also I'm guessing you already know how horny I make my ocs, so this'll be no excuse 😭🌺

Tw: none I think, just pure fluff and horny idiots

tancho: he would want to belly flop with joy! When you finally say yes to his insistent need to mate with you, he'll nearly faint from all the blood pumping into his nerves. Expect lots of nosebleeds during the consummation

kiko: she's the more quiet one out of the five, giving you a happy smile and leading you a bit far away from the little dock. Where you can both mate peacefully with no surprise guests p.s. it doesn't work

hime: her little fin ears start wiggling with joy as she drags you into water, holding you and making you float along with her as she smothers you with her love. Making Happy clicking sounds, she splashes any of her siblings that get too close

Tsu: they clap their hands in joy and sit themselves up on the little dock next to you. Copying what they saw the other land dwellers do. Holding your hand, kissing your lips, and they may or may not do it Infront of their siblings. Giving the 4 a shit eating grin as they claim you

Koromo: who let this horny bastard out of the underwater cave. As soon as you agree he's dragging you into the water and into their cave. Already tugging off your clothes and ravaging your neck with kisses. Impatient to get you nice and full with his eggs

Mr's bené and big daddy: they're elated! Mr's bené Dragging you to the barn with big daddy close behind. If you're afab, she'll hold you close with your back pressing against her lactating tits, all while big daddy pounds into you. If you're amab, surely you can wait 3 more months until the baby is born? Meanwhile,you can get a head start with big daddy

[jayparked]

so hee said he was jealousy type, right? (like that one fan sign where op asked him if he’s okay with his gf texting a male friend every day he’s like ‘everyday?? why????’). dude. imagine dating heesung but on the dl. like not even his members know dl. (idk sunoo would probably know tbh he seems like he’d pick up on that stuff quickly BUT YOU GET IT). so if he introduces you as his friend and you get the chance to meet his members or txt or smt AHHHHH.

“Wait so who was your first bias?”, and god forbid it’s not him.

“>:(((((((((”

“…? What’s wrong?”

“idk go ask jay”

i'll be so honest. i think during those promotional periods the boys were told to act more jealous. because it was weird to me how their theme of jealousy in their album came out and suddenly they were all saying things like jealous boyfriends. like even jay and sunghoon being more direct about things they would/wouldn't like when before they've been more vague in their answers (just my personal opinion)

although i do see heeseung kinda questioning why his partner would feel the need to talk to another guy everyday under certain circumstances. i think overall if the relationship is really stable and there's a lot of mutual communication, he wouldn't really care if you had a close guy friend that you talked to a lot! although he'd be even more comfortable if he was able to meet the guy and hang out with you to see the dynamic and get an overall vibe check.

heeseung is definitely the fake pouty/teasing type of guy though absolutely. he just wants to hear you say no one can come close to him and that he'll always be the only one you have your eyes/attention on

i think for riki's answers it's very much a "what's the context here" having a meal with someone where other people can think you're a couple? no. going to another idols fansign where you get to be in awe and flirt? no. i think him and heeseung are kinda the same in the sense of what i wrote above!

i try not to correlate the idol aspect of things when talking about how they would act with significant others because it feels a lil odd to me (kinda the same with why i dont write idol aus). it's too real and i know they only show us small parts of themselves and a lot of it is performative. with that said, i think riki has a very "mine 😠...fine..." attitude LMAO like only partially meaning it. he would try really hard to bottle up his doubts and would trust his partner a lot but would never be happy if the other person was picked over him! same with the rest of the guys tbh

(i've gotten a lot done today and will try to go to bed soon i promise!)

[wegc]

THE AMOUNT OF little angry red emojis in here ohhhhh ur so so cute 😡😡 that certain is someone is meeee!!! (i hope)

A LENGTH THAT LONG??? i would actually love u forever. ☹️ not that i don’t already hehe….but i would be over the moon!!! i dooooo care to send one how could i not when my precious author is being so adorable 😡😡

AH today’s 2 kids show with hyunibini made me cry but i thought about how changbin sometimes waits around for hyunjin if he’s out late and 🙁🙁 it’s so sweet now picturing him waiting at home if you are out late with friends and you arrive and he’s just all cutesy and grabby hands as soon as you open the door and he does that little whiny voice and is POUTY and he looks so cute it’s impossible not to squish his cheeks while he just stands there a bit sulky but also content and happy now that you’re back….im melting he’s the cutest sweetest baby :( :( would also bury his pretty face in ur neck and mumble something like “binnie missed his bunny” while giving kisses IM CRUMBLINGGHEJD anywho. carry on hehe sorry for my little ramble i did not mean for it to be so long oopsies whoopsiesss🥹 don’t forget to eat well and stay warm and hydrated today 😡-🍧

it is you😡 currently preparing myself for the masterpiece u just wrote😡

and YES AHSDJ I WATCHED IT and all i could think about was clingy and protective changbin who is constantly asking about your day, who you’re with, and how you feel :( this DEVASTATED me hello you are so right!!!

he’s so sleepy from practice and also slightly on edge considering that it’s currently midnight and you’re still not home, but at least you’ve checked in with him now and then, so he’s not too worried. nonetheless, practice was rough, his throat sore and voice hoarse from hours spent at the studio, and all he wanted to do was sleep—only in your arms, however. he can't rest until you’re home.

when you unlock the door, you can’t stop your eyes from softening at the sight of changbin seated on your couch, his head tilted back and eyes closed in mellow ease, a serene expression gracing his face. you could tell that he wasn’t sleeping but was rather waiting for you to come home, your suspicions being confirmed as his eyes fluttered open at the sound of your keys jingling.

he momentarily ignores his exhaustion when he stands up to greet you with a cheeky smile before quickly embracing you and groaning into your neck, whining and playfully grumbling about how long you took and how he ‘might’ve died from worry!’ you know he’s only joking when you pull his head back to look at him, and his cheeks are rosy, a giddy grin plastered upon his mouth which begins to attack your face with kisses.

his face would shortly bury itself in your neck once again and his hands would firmly grip your thighs before picking you up and carrying you to your shared bedroom, snickering at your loud squeals. thus the cuddle session begins and all he does is tease you in his annoyingly cute high-pitched voice and gush about how he’s so glad his y/n is home, how he’s too obsessed with you so you better not stay out that late again!!!

his teasing eventually passes when he yawns and decides to brush strands of loose hair away from your face, softly asking you if you had fun, eagerly listening to you recount your day with a sleepy grin. it’s hard to not squeeze his cheeks and kiss him silly as he presses small pecks onto your jaw while listening to you talk, asking keen questions before eventually falling asleep with his head buried in your chest </3

[bambisnc]

he could imagine falling for her. especially when he breaks away, forces himself to break away from her, just for a second, he couldn't bear to stay away from her touch for more than that; for the fear that this moment would end when he knows, he knows, that she would never walk away. that's his thing after all.

he sees the moon, the world, the universe in her eyes - drooping slightly as if she's tired and who could blame her? a light, barely there sheen of sweat and the huffs that sound as she struggles to catch her breath. how can he not chase after those now bitten lips as they sound out his name, her hands clutching his as if she's unsure of if she should push him away; she should, she really should, if she wants to be able to save, to protect what's left of her but she won't, they both know she won't, she could never. and even if she were to have any such thoughts he'd pull her right back in, brushing his lips to hers before it escalates. and it always, always escalates.

and when after a long day, he sees her name in his notifications he can't help but want to stay with her forever and ever. she deserves more, so, so much more, he knows that but the thought of giving her up pains him. so once again, his mind occupied with thoughts of her, and only her; it was always, always her, he finds the strength to carry on and face the world.

but of course, when he finds himself at the mercy of her tears, her sobs, her trembling figure and her broken voice he can't help but stay still. he should comfort her, he knows that he should wrap his arms around her, whisper soft comforts and promises into her hair, and never, never let her leave his embrace, but he can't. he’s dazed, stuck in a stupor. he almost laughs at the bitter, bitter irony of the whole situation.

to keep her safe he knew, he knew he had to leave her. stay as fucking far as possible so that she could heal, in peace, away from him and his self destructive endeavors that somehow always ended up tainting, hurting, damaging her.

and that's why, without fail, without a single exception, he finds himself leaving her. shattered, on the ground.

but then again, he always, always, always finds himself coming back. how could he not after all? she's always so warm, so inviting even when he knows, he knows, goddamn it he knows how much agony and suffering her heart must hold against him and his perpetual habit of reeling her in and after a whirlwind couple of days, detaching himself completely. breaking her over and over till there'd be nothing left at all. maybe that's what he wants then? subconsciously? to have her so utterly crushed that he be the only one who could ever piece her back.

[check out my m.list for more <3]

[lazyjellyfish300]

Because you seem like a lovely person. I also fell in love with the cozy moodboards and little scenes and glimpses of your AU lives. It’s kinda like following a vlog of a couple you vibe with if that makes sense 😅

Awwwh thank you for this nonnie 🥹🥹💕💕 that makes me really happy to hear!! I love the compliments and support I get on my moodboards and stuff but I always feel a little guilty since they are primarily self serving and that makes me feel warm inside that people really do enjoy them and even follow and stay on my blog because of them 🥹🥹💕💕 well anon thank you so much for sticking with me and I hope you're having a wonderful day/evening/afternoon, whatever it may be for you. Taking the time to send this is very meaningful. 🥹💕

[sonorous-eisfyl]

// @riiese sent:

"Please — do not hurt me...!" (-Ingvar)

Though hesitating for a moment, the boy lowers his weapon.

---- Of course for one, Frosting didn't expect to see what could only be described as a literal giant in the area when he went out today. Let alone somehow getting caught off guard by them. When you lived in a world filled with high danger of getting crushed or mauled by wyverns and the like 3x your size, one could probably forgive the boy for reacting the way he did.

He was merely here to gather up a few more medicinal plants and resources for ammo, coming across someone so large... he didn't know what to make of it of course. He's never seen a human so large.

Armed with a glaive in hand, the hunter takes a few steps back in hopes that was enough to show he wasn't going to attack in any way. Dropping the formerly defensive stance he had taken instinctively. This... couldn't have been a more confusing situation to be in.

"I'm sorry I won't... I won't hurt you! I promise! I just-- I just got a little scared, is all,"

[leonhardt-simp]

My little ankle bitter < 3

[wyvernblizzard]

the roaring voices of those who fight

oneshot set up to an au where neo japan win against inazuma japan

[pork-pop]

quickies ꕥ bokuto x reader contents: afab reader, oral (f. & m. receiving), quickies (duhh), car/semi-public hj, sorta subby bo

wc: 1.1k a/n: insane debut post. dedicated to my lvr @bowtiepasta

Bokuto’s definition of a quickie is rather unorthodox. Most people see it as a hasty scramble to shed their clothes, a clumsy bumping of teeth as they dissolve into sweaty messes in each other’s arms as quickly as possible. But that’s nothing near Bokuto’s idea of a successful quickie. The suggestion often appears out of thin air, somewhere in the junction between him zipping up the back of your dress and you straightening his tie. You know his tells all too well, the hungry look in his widened eyes as he drinks the sight of you in or the way his hands linger a fraction of a second too long on the small of your back as he guides you towards the door. 

Needless to say, the proposal of a quickie often goes unannounced. Before you know it, you find yourself pressed up against a wall, legs wrapped snugly around his torso while he carries you deeper into the apartment once more. You hiss slightly at the cold marble of the kitchen table, before an open-mouthed kiss to the column of your throat warms you up like a fever. What makes quickies with Bokuto so unique becomes apparent again as his lips trail lower, begging to wander through territories he’s memorized a hundred times over before. Simply put, when you have a quickie with Bokuto, you’re the only one who ends up with their clothes on the floor. 

You never thought to question it, especially not now, not when the only thing you can think about is the feeling of his tongue laving against your clit, only one goal in his mind. His thick fingers gently prod you open like you’re the most delicate thing in his possession, and in a way, you are. You keen forward, the hot puffs of his panting breaths pulse rhythmically against your bare cunt before he quickly surges forward again, devouring you like he doesn’t have a dinner to attend in thirty minutes. 

Your hands find his hair, tugging at the peppery locks enough for him to groan into you, sending a shock through your body. He knows you're already close. That’s why it’s called a quickie, isn’t it? “Please.” He begs you, sparing a searching glance  as his tongue returns to your clit, rolling it around with a breathy moan. Before you can even prepare, your body tenses and is set aflame, thighs trapping his head against you. He flutters his eyes shut to taste your release on his tongue, and if you had half the mind left to look at his expression, you’d see a near-drunken lazy grin that’s spread across his lips. 

After you come down he places a quick peck to your clit, before licking his lips, wiping the remnants around his mouth with the back of his hand, “Ready to go?” 

The gentle lulling of the car does nothing to take your mind off a storm of thoughts as he takes the familiar corners with ease. You can’t help but stare at the prominent bulge in his slacks, not threatening to go down any time soon. With a quick clearing of your throat, you finally draw your eyes to his face, “Don’t you want to get off, too?” 

Koutaro’s expression almost makes you feel like you’ve asked the stupidest question you possibly could, as if your suggestion was utterly unreasonable, “What do you mean?” You shrug your shoulders awkwardly, “Usually when people have quickies it’s like a mutual gain, no?” 

He hums in thought, “Is it?” Bokuto tears his eyes from the road for a moment to curiously study your face. You scoff lightly, even though his response is making you question everything you know for some reason, “I mean, don’t you want to do something about that?” Your eyes naturally trail back down to his lap as you point a finger like a reference is needed. Koutaro follows your gaze for a moment, his cheeks flushing as he turns his attention back to pulling into the parking lot, “It’s not a big deal.” He shrugs honestly.

You can hardly believe him sometimes. With a roll of your eyes, you unbuckle your seatbelt, inching closer to him, “Isn’t it uncomfortable? Don’t you want some help with that?” Your suggestive smirk is not lost on him, his cheeks going a shade or two darker in a wordless response. Finally, he parks the car, sliding his shaky hands down the wheel, “Only if you want.” 

Who is he kidding? Of course there’s nothing more that you want than this. You relish the sharp inhale of breath that shoots through his lips as you reach over to the zipper of his pants, sparing him a quick glance, he nods encouragingly at you. You swallow hungrily as you tug at the zipper, briefly registering the way his breath becomes shallow and ragged once you slip him out of his boxers. 

A droplet of precum is already rolling down his blushy tip, beckoning you to finish the job. “You were seriously gonna eat dinner like this?” You snicker, squeezing his cock lightly before giving in and fisting it at a swift pace. He bites the back of his hand, shuddering at the feeling of your hand working him towards a rapidly nearing finish line. 

“Thank you,” is all he can manage to shudder, head thrown back against the seat with a loud groan as you move your hand even quicker. Thank you seems to be the only two words he knows as you carry on, littering kisses against his neck that make his temperature rise. He repeats the words like a prayer to you as he gets even closer, eyes glassy with pleasure as he barely manages to register you leaning forward, pressing a sweet kiss to the throbbing tip of his cock. That’s all he seems to have the capacity for, slumping forward as he cums thick white ribbons across your face with a final cry of thank you.

You sit still for a moment, then sit up, looking at him with awe, “Is that really all it took?” You tease, leaning into his touch as he tries his best to wipe the mess off of your face with a softened touch. His cheeks are still bright red, a thin film of sweat beginning to form at his hairline. Koutaro can’t help himself, bringing you forward into a sweet kiss, surely tasting the remnants of himself on your tongue. 

“I love you.” He murmurs with a dopey grin, tilting his head to stare at you with admiration. You flush slightly, then recover with a humorous smirk, shaking your head, “I love you, too,” you peer down again, “now zip your pants up, loverboy, we’re late to dinner.”

[takami-takami]

Good evening! I am thinking so very incredibly hard about unknowingly pining Keigo. Sighs.

Him gushing about you, looking at you with the biggest heart eyes, getting all lovey both to and about you without even slightly realizing…….<33

- magpie anon ✦

The way Keigo yaps on and on about you every time fellow pro heroes ask him how you're doing, because you two are just so inexplicably close. Like fingers crossed tightly over one another, like knots intertwined— platonically, of course.

Of course they would go to him to ask questions about you, Keigo nods with his puffed out chest. Everyone knows that he knows you best; and each time that widely-accepted fact is subtly affirmed with another "how's y/n, Hawks" or "what would y/n think, Hawks" thrown Keigo's way, his heart swells with something possessive.

Good.

You're his.

In an utterly platonic way, he's sure.

When the media asks about you, though, the cameras shuttering mere centimeters from his eyes snap Keigo out of those little lovesick fantasies. They remind him to be careful of the image he presents. Not that he minds people thinking you two are a thing (for some strange reason he hasn't quite figured out yet), no. He'd sully his image a thousand times over just to feel your palm against his under the public eye. Keigo never gave care to such notions of propriety, anyway, to the chagrin of his poor, overworked publicist.

But Keigo wants to protect you respects you dearly, so he's careful not to blabber on about you too much. Your interests, your favorite things, how your hand size compares to his with and without his gloves on, what you like for dinner or how you prefer it made (on days you let him cook for you, oh, Keigo's favorite days)— he covers for you to the press, but God help him, he wishes he didn't have to.

He wishes he could let it spill.

But... Let what spill, exactly?

What is holding Keigo back, he wonders? Why does he feel caged down? It's normal for friends to ache in each other's absence, it's normal to question what other senses he could indulge in besides the sight of you. As contradictory as it sounds, for all his analytical prowess, taking inventory of his own feelings has never been Keigo's strong suit.

Dense is the word you'd use.

It isn't until you take the plunge to confess yourself that Keigo understands how intricately he wants this— something more, something sweeter with you. He rots his teeth clutching you in his maws, you know.

The day finally comes when Keigo can scream from those rooftops he perches on like a lovebird that he is yours, yours, yours.

[queenie-the-court-jester]

OMG!!

how would the yanderes react if their darling pulled a prank for april fools where they pretend to cheat??

(if you don’t feel comfortable with the cheating prompt, maybe one where the darling pretends to break up?)

-🍧

Benny;

"babe I'm cheating on you."

"...I didn't know you wanted to do a double suicide love!"

Mimi:

"Babe I'm cheating on you."

"..."

Unconsolably sobbing

Riley:

"I'm cheating on you"

"with who huh? Want me to bring their severed head so you stop being a little whore?"

Maxine:

"Babe I'm cheating on you"

"Same"

Kameron:

"babe I'm cheating on you"

"So the player finally gets played... I'm breaking your legs by the way"

cotton:

"Babe I'm cheating on you"

"Nuh uh."

Jealousy sex

Sweetheart:

"Babe I'm cheating on you"

"Who is he. I'll fucking rip out his guts for seducing you."

David:

"babe I'm cheating on you"

"Death it is."

[REDACTED]:

"Babe I'm cheating on you"

"How. You are literally locked in here 24/7. Is it the mailman? I swear to god."

[leonklove]

childe headcanons * ˚ ✦

no warnings just fluff !!

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— does NOT let u get involved with his work , like even just the smallest stuff he’d try to hide it cuz he works a rlly dangerous job yk and hes trying to keep u safe

— would love to start a family with u , he seems like hed love kids <3

— a very goofy man, if ur having a bad day hed cuddle u and make jokes to make u feel better afterwards and would do ANYTHING to comfort u

— he always sends letters to his siblings telling them about you, and when theyd tell you about this hed be proud hes showing u off :p

— would love to take u and ur kids ice fishing 🎣

— if ur up for it , hed teach u how to fight and defend urself cuz he doesnt want u to get hurt when u stay home incase something happens

— spoils u a lot, buys you everything u look at cuz hes too rich 💔💔

— loves hugs

— would not shut up abt you to zhongli and traveller probs

— best husband / bf ever i luv him

— lets u take care of him whenever he gets hurt from combat and u guys cuddle after :)

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[sweetangle8]

ur url is spelled wrong!

Thank you for telling me to put my first language isn’t English, so I mess up. It was like all the time.

[seiwas]

Hi Sel!! Sorry i'm replying a bit late - it's assessment week for me again :( I used to listen to exo all the time!! BTS and EXO were my first kpop groups back in 2017-18... I absolutely LOVED 'Lotto' 'Overdose' and 'The Eve'

AND OMG ICB U SINGLED OUT THE LYRICS TOO FOR THE EX!GOJO ONE 😭😭😭 U GET IT AKNSKDJDJ i get so sad thinking abt it fr 😭😭😭

The lyrics are so dear to me 🥺 Even if it's not Ex!Gojo, they are very Satoru coded regardless.. his love is so tragic even when happy 😭😭 and the haikyu movie!! omfg I have been craving sm Kuroo it's crazy.. I don't know a lot of haikyu writers tho.. if you have any recs please let me know 😞🙏🏼 I gasped when he came on... my precious cocky bastard (affectionate). And the fact that he's Gojo's VA!! when he laughed i was so 🥺🥺 I miss him too... and I definitely agree! how they will fit everything in one movie idk... I really hope they listen to reviews and make another season... I'm so so sad that Haikyu end is coming.. like Sel I can't I'll cry 😭😭

may i ask why u give it an 8/10 ?? 😮 like why the minus 2!!!!

I docked one point because they didn't have an Oikawa cameo :// which is CRIMINAL after how crazy everyone went for the earphone scene.. HAHA but honestly it was just too short imo.. it was very focused on the background of the characters (which I absolutely love!! we got to see baby KuroKen after all 🥺) but... at moments I was on the edge of my seat and then a (almost oddly timed) flashback would occur which would take away the adrenaline rush. Unlike usually, there was not much tension in the first set .. and then it felt like all of a sudden we were at the final set. There was not much emphasis on the game playing itself - I didn't even realise the game was over 😮 In a season the match would be more paced out, detailed and longer which I kinda wish for.. But i don't regret it going to watch it!!

I hope you have a lovely weekend <3 🍧 anon

🍧 anon hello!!! welcome back!! 🥺 no worries about it at all 🥺 i hope you're catching breaks in between your busy sched!!

omg!!! an exo 2017 fan 🥺🥺 lotto is one of my fave exo eras bc baekhyun looked SOOO good in it (and im a sucker for mafia aus LOL)

so true omg his love is tragic even when happy djgbjas and haikyuu fics!! omg @tetsuskei @tetzoro are the resident kuroo lovers that i know of 🥺 as for fic recs... i tag my kuroo fics with #tetsurou !!! so you can browse through there if you'd like 🥺 i'll share some of the ones i remember under the cut too!

irda ( @haztory ) writes some of my fave fics, kuroo ones included! you can browse through her masterlist

lia ( @chimielie ) is my iwaizumi girlie but i think she has a few kuroo ones too!

monty ( @shibaraki ) has also written a ton for haikyuu!! and i love everything monty makes 🥺

augustine ( @augustinewrites ) also has a fair bunch of haikyuu!! stuff!! looove augustine's takes always

new light by @/eightonenine (college!kuroo, which is my fave way to read him)

wanderwithme on ao3; somewhere only we know (4 + 1 fic) & good luck, have fun (gamer!kuroo)

and omg ure so real for docking a point bc of the lack of oikawa cameo 😭😭😭😭 i would throw a fit. jHBSDHFS and i completely get what you mean!!! i kinda hate when things are shown like that jshdbfsd i agree that having it be in a season would have had better pacing 🥺 i'll think about it some more 🥺 but how it looks right now, it feels like i'll just end up watching it from my laptop one of these days 😭

i hope you have the loveliest weekend as well!!!