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୨ৎ˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 knocked up, (or not) !

req ! missed period prank on the jjk men.

ಇ. summary. fem!reader, suggestiveness, crack !

ಇ. including. gojo, nanami, geto, yuji, megumi, yuta, inumaki, toji, sukuna.

likes n reblogs r appreciated !! 💗

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Cinematic Parallel

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The cutest series

Mommy dearest masterslist

summery: What would happen if reader stumbled across some kids and didn't look the other way. An AU where reader stubbles across Tenko Shimura and adopts him, giving him a loving childhood. An AU which throws more than one distressed child into the arms of our reader. Their new Mommy dearest.

[01] Shimura Tenko

[02] The system sucks

[03] A visit at the doctor's

[04] normality

[05] An All mighty visitor

[06] Through the eyes of Might

[07] Trip gone askew.

To be continued

Tags:

@finleyfox @evans-dejong @harlanfalcon @smikys-stuff @stan-josie @howlerwolfmax @bootlegroach

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Different but the Same (MASTERLIST)

To kick-off the start of my blog, here’s a series that I’ve been working on for the past 2 months or so! 

Genre: Angst, fluff, smut (a whole ass MEAL)

All trigger warnings will be tagged and posted at the beginning of each section!

Omegaverse AU, Rating: 18+/M

Pairings: Iwaizumi x fem!reader, Ushijima x fem!reader

Summary: An unexpected encounter at the Inter-High tournament tossed you into a whirlwind. Being tugged between two males, two different packs, who will reign supreme in this battle for your heart? 

tag: dbts | Skye’s Omegaverse HCs

part 1: a rival appears part 2: safe  part 3: manager part 4: seijoh’s omega part 5: the college team part 6: courting part 7: battle of the packs part 8: tokyo - day one part 9: tokyo - day two part 10: a sejioh summer part 11: the best friends part 12: where she belongs part 13: instincts part 14: the hospital part 15: morning after part 16: urgent part 17: honesty hours part 18: normalcy part 19: comfort

epilogue alternate ending

supplements/bonus content

supplement: Bokuto steals Omega

supplement: Iwaizumi x Reader x Semi 

supplement: Beta Reader

bonus: spring pre-lims

*updates Wednesdays!* 

Please message me or send me an ask if you’d like to be added to the taglist! 💞

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Inktober day 2!

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First time ever participating! Happy inktober!

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COFFEE SWEETS & ODD ENCOUNTERS

—SMAU-

SYNOPSIS: Y/n had everything planned, first she would stay with her aunt that lived in Tokyo for a while before she moves in with her roommate to transfer to Tokyo University where most of her high school friends attended as well. Although she had to face a few hurdles before getting there, everything seemed to go by like a breeze except for these odd run ins she’d been getting….

Pairings: Reader x Haikyuu

Genre: Crack! Written + smau

Tropes: College au, enemies to lovers, friends to lovers, coffee shop au

Warnings: Swearing, sexual assault, jerk characters, sexual jokes, self deprecating jokes, suicidal jokes (will add more)

Status: Ongoing

Profiles

- Y/n Team - Team 2 - Team 3 - Team 4 -

➢ Chapter one

➢ Chapter two

➢ Chapter three

➢ Chapter four

➢ Chapter five

➢ Chapter six

➢ Chapter seven

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you are a sports news reporter having a normal life until you are introduced to two athletes you were trying to interview. you are somehow wakened up, saving yourself from wrath and intimacy upon these men. let alone memories guide you through regret.

♡ characters: miya atsumu, kiyoomi sakusa, osamu miya, coming soon

♡ content warning: subtle smut, yandere, noncon, dubcon, cgl dynamics

dni

CHAPTER

i — let’s play house

ii — refound (oncoming)

iii — meet the babysitter

coming soon

END

true ending — welcome home

good ending — love without a valediction

bad ending — rehab

2SEN 2022//DO NOT MODIFY, TRANSLATE, REPOST, OR RECOMMEND MY WORKS ON ANY OTHER PLATFORM

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STICKY NOTES | MASTERLIST

[ a kenma x reader x bokuto smau ]

SYNOPSIS: you get kicked out of the library for laughing at the notes left in the books

updates: irregular

this is an interactive smau, which means there are choices you can make that will affect the route you end up on. refer to the [ PLAY GUIDE ] for more information.

(don’t worry about not ending up on the route you want :) it’s very very obvious)

✩ 00. fukurodani | nekoma

✩ 01. advanced humor

✩ 02. bokut hoe: no. 1 wingman

✩ 03. shutup e-boy

✩ 04. edm is out, emotional baggage is in

✩ 05. soft bitch hours

✩ 06. girl talk

✩ 07. tokyo baddies

✩ 08. we’ll be fine

✩ 09. optimism

✩ 10. i pretend i do not see it

✩ 11. (not) a date

✩ 12. i would be mad but like

✩ 13. this one kinda hurted

✩ 14. you can’t just—

✩ 15. communication

✩ 16. character un-development?

✩ [ 1A ]     ✩ [ 1B ]     ✩ [ 1C ]     ✩ [ 1D ]

✩ [ 2A ]     ✩ [ 2B ]     ✩ [ 2C ]

✩ [ 3A ]     ✩ [ 3B ]     ✩ [ 3C ]

✩ [ 4A ]     ✩ [ 4B ]     ✩ [ 4C ]     ✩ [ 4D ]

✩ [ 5A ]     ✩ [ 5B ]     ✩ [ 5C ]     ✩ [ 5D ]     ✩ [ 5E ]     ✩ [ 5F ]

✩ [ 6A ]     ✩ [ 6B ]     ✩ [ 6C ]

✩ [ 7A ]     ✩ [ 7B ]

✩ [ EPILOGUE 1 ]

✩ [ EPILOGUE 2 ]

✩ [ EPILOGUE 3 ]

send an ask or message to be tagged

blacklist: #sticky notes smau

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is love completely off the table

— akaashi keiji has a lot of plans being an up and coming writer and having a new book coming out, but it definitely wasn’t on his plans to fall in love with the assistant assigned to help with the publishing of his book (what happens when someone from the past comes back?)

status: ongoing

warnings: swearing, really bad humour, mentions of alcohol (everyone is aged up!)

genre: strangers to lovers, fluff, angst!

taglist: closed

schedule: when i have the time!

a/n: thought of starting another smau for my 400 follower milestone since people seemed to really enjoy the first! hopefully this doesn’t disappoint! this will be a smau / written fic!

meet the crew: y/n & the idiots | akaashi & friends

SECTION A

part 1: you may say i’m a dreamer

part 2: manifestation circle

part 3: affirmation videos

part 4: mental stability

part 5: have a nice evening

part 6: get help

part 7: it belongs to your creation

part 8: a long day

how the volleyball game went (scenario)

part 9: that was my cat

part 10: normalize being stupid

part 11: who are you?

part 12: my hair fell off

part 13: thanks for tonight

part 14: she’s back

SECTION B

part 15: girls support girls

part 16: the real deal

part 17: this was such a falsification!

part 18: tsukishima’s intervention

part 19: adventurous adventures of yn (and iwa)

part 20: kuroo’s birthday

part 21: silver lining?

part 22: all ive ever wanted

part 23: things are turning around

part 24: we all know it’s over

part 25: new york i’ve been waiting

SECTION C

part 26: were they happy?

you are good enough (written)

part 27: the book published

part 28: mixed emotions

part 29: yaku don’t read

part 30: back in japan

part 31: i’m still here

part 32: daily affirmations secured

part 33: him and me both

part 34:

part 35:

part 36:

part 37:

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Picture done by @27kb

Just a friend to you

From her 3rd year in middle school to now a 2nd year at Fukorodani, y/n l/n has always had eyes for, in her mind, the prettiest setter. No matter if she wanted to like him or not, Akaashi Keiji would always be the one for her heart. I mean, why wouldn’t he be? He’s perfect.

Her issue?

She’s just a friend to him.

pairing: akaashi x female!reader

includes: friends to lovers!, smau, written, fluff, crack (not the drug nOT THE DRUG), angst? (like you rEALLY gotta squint tho)

warnings: cursing, if anything else comes up this will be updated! also, time stamps will not matter! months may be brought up once in a while, but as for dates and actual time it will not be relevant.

Updates: Unless something comes up, updates will be every Monday, Thursday, and Saturday at some time usually at 1:25pm EST :)

Note: I do not own Haikyuu!! I only own this story/plotline (obviously) and the following OCs:

Aika, Ena, Haya, Ine, Jun, Takara

playlist

Start Date: 12/3/20

End Date: 2/21/21

fukorohoes daddy akaashi buttered kin

PART 1

Recess

Out of my league

Passing papers

Just a friend to you

Sports

Roaring 20s

Livin’ la vida loca

I wanna be your girlfriend

Still don’t know my name

Sorry haha I fell asleep

Girls

Careless Whisper

Kill this love

Idol

What are you doing New Years Eve?

Jenny

PART 2

When I grow up

Take it from the top

Kiwi

Make a wish

Rollercoaster

Pretty face

Line without a hook

Someone to you

Take a walk

Downtown

Why’d you only call me when you’re high

Champagne

Campus

Somebody to you

Gentleman

Blueberry Eyes

End. <3

Taglist: @winunk @kurushiisaboss @babymattsun @haikyuu-appreciation-club @pumpkiethepie @mint-mai @writingfreakk @tendousfingertape5 @bbyouamazin @navymacaroons @helloalex80 @heavenini @tchalameme @foxxtrot-116 @kageyamasgirl @noya-sleftankle @mariachiii @rory-cakes @sailorstrawberi @iidanotlida @animeflower26 @anngelllla @kyorinkun @reina-de-tay @ish-scribbles @javj @little-dark-empress @athenarosaline @sugawaras-simpsquad @elianetsantana @peteunderoos @thatswhatmakesyoumiserable @ntimacy @thatrandom-bitch @420-uwu @halesandy @immxnty @yamayoomi @ohmsjedi @tazzi-baby @marissaraeblr @briidge @bongofrito @prettyinblack231 @admiringlove @kashhask @uchan-s @putmeinyourdeathnote @ilauvcoldpizza

(FURTHERMORE WILL BE INCLUDED IN COMMENTS)

Leave a message, comment, or an ask if you would like to be added!

© al3x1ss — 2020. all rights reserved. do not repost or plagiarise this series or any of it’s content as your own.

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THE GUY THAT I’D KINDA BE INTO !

a haikyuu smau

synopsis: suna wants to confess to you, he really does. wants to finally get off his chest how much he wished you two were more than just ‘best friends’ for all these years. but what happens when a certain ex, sakusa kiyoomi, finds his way back into your life?

notes: all characters are timeskip, time stamps & dates don’t really matter, gender neutral reader !!

includes: angst, childhood friends to lovers, unrequited love, love triangle (?), referenced/mentioned break up, exes to friends/lovers, eventual happy ending(?), might end up doing two alternative routes for the ending

taglist for this smau is now open !!

relationships: suna rintarou x gn! reader, sakusa kiyoomi x gn! reader

characters: gender neutral! reader, suna rintarou, sakusa kiyoomi, miya atsumu

minor characters: miya osamu, aran ojiro, bokuto koutarou, hinata shouyou, komori motoya, akaashi keiji

CHAPTERS

y/n and co. sakusa’s gc + msby.

chapter one — “it’s a small world.”

chapter two — “kermit >> atsumu.”

chapter three — “this is a mcdonalds driveway.”

chapter four — “hEy sHaWtY.”

chapter five — “very sus.”

chapter six — “ur still the boy that i’d pick.”

chapter seven — “tHE DUCK SONG.”

chapter eight — “kiyoomi slander.”

chapter nine — “tEA.”

chapter ten — “you can’t rush perfection.”

chapter eleven — “chasing miya atsumu.”

chapter twelve — “lunch with the msby jackals.”

chapter thirteen — “he’s my best friend, we not a couple.”

chapter fourteen — “pLaTonIcAlLy”

chapter fifteen — “i will have silence.”

chapter sixteen — “besties <33”

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Amelioration

Part 1

Male! Reader x Iwaizumi, Hanamaki, Matsukawa, and Oikawa (Established poly relationship)

Word Count: 4k

Warnings: Heavy dom/sub dynamics, submissive male! reader, crybaby! Reader, brat tamer! Iwaizumi, hard dom! Oikawa, mean dom! Hanamaki, mean dom! Matsukawa, BDSM, spanking, use of sex toys, dacryphilia, hair pulling, drooling, spitting, dumbification

You weren’t supposed to go to the library today. You’d been overworking yourself lately, driven by a frenzy of anxiety that forced you to strive for nothing but perfection. Iwaizumi had finally put his foot down after you’d stayed awake for two and a half days, forbidding you from further throwing yourself into your studies at the expense of your health. He’d put Matsukawa, Hanamaki, and Oikawa on watch too, all of them keeping a close eye on you and making sure that you were resting and not studying. You’d been banned from going to the library for the next week.

At first, it seemed reasonable. You were so burned out that you slept like a baby for thirteen hours straight. But after a few days passed, your stagnant progress began to wear on you. A horrible, chiding itchiness scratched at the back of your brain, warning you of all the work piling up while you did nothing to put a dent in it. You needed to do something or else you were going to fall behind. Just a small assignment. Just one.

Thinking back, sneaking out of your shared apartment was a stupid idea, but your irrational fears won out over the logic you prided yourself on having. You had only wanted to go to the library for thirty minutes to recheck some of your sources while the four of them were sleeping, but thirty minutes turned into an hour, an hour into two, and then two into four. Now, staring at the buzzing light above your apartment door that was definitely turned off when you left, you’re regretting your decision.

A sick pit of dread sinks in your stomach as you fumble with your keys, breath puffing out in front of you in clouds, hands shaking and struggling to find the right one. You’re not sure if the trembling is from knowing you’ve been caught, the cold, or if it’s the remnants of all the caffeine in your system; yet another thing Iwaizumi had forbidden you from having.

You’re about to slot the key in the lock when the door is pulled open quickly. You freeze, arm still extended with the keys in hand, and slowly look up to the impassive faces of Hanamaki and Matsukawa through your snowflake-coated lashes.

They stand silently, the only sound audible being the occasional car driving down the road beside the apartment building, streets nearly abandoned due to the time of night and the snow. You consider bolting for a brief, insane moment as you look at their imposing figures clad in the dark slacks and button-down shirts they always wear during scenes. Between the two of them, they completely fill up the door frame, each towering over you and nailing your feet to the floor with their heavy gazes.

You consider running again when Matsukawa snatches the collar of your jacket with an iron grip and begins to pull you forward into the warm apartment where you know both Iwaizumi and Oikawa are waiting for you. You dig your heels into the ground for a short second, pulling away, scared of their silence and Mattsun’s too-firm hands on you, only to go limp as their eyes flash dangerously at your resistance.

You’ve never seen this side of them; all silence, rough hands, and cold glares….It makes you nauseous to know that your actions are what drove them to this point. You’re normally so well behaved, following all their rules, and content being their good baby. You doubt you’ll ever go against Iwaizumi’s orders again simply because you hate the way they’re looking at you in disappointment, punishment aside.

You’re tugged none too gently over the threshold and pushed into the dim entry hallway where Hanamaki seals your fate by curling dexterous fingers into the hair at the nape of your neck, making your stomach drop as he secures you in place. The door slams shut behind you, leaving you at their mercy.

A short, clipped whimper is forced from your throat when Maki tightens his grip and wrenches your head back by your hair, pulling, pulling, until you’re looking straight up at him as he leans over you from behind. You stare at his upside-down face, eyes wide and pricking with tears as the pure sadistic glee morphing his facial features registers with you.

They’ve been waiting for you to fuck up like this. They’ve been looking forward to it.

You flinch and shiver when Matsukawa’s cold fingers ghost over the exposed, taut flesh of your neck, but you can’t escape the sensations due to Hanamaki’s tight hold on your head. They both crowd you in, each so much bigger than you and practically suffocating you with their presence alone.

You know you’re fucked when Matsukawa’s wandering hands leave for a moment, only to return briefly to fasten a thick, weighty leather collar around your throat while Maki keeps you still. The material is warm and familiar against your chilled skin, most likely from sitting in his pocket for a prolonged period of time.

However, goosebumps break out over your body when you recognize the collar from the set of cuffs, straps, and connectors they use when they want to keep you very still. They’re Iwaizumi’s favorites to use during intense scenes where they don’t want you to be able to escape their treatment. You’ve never had to be punished severely, so you’re inexperienced with having them on for anything other than intense sensation play or temperature play.

You want to talk to them- to beg them for forgiveness, but the words get stuck in your throat when Mattsun finishes, squeezing over the collar with large hands for good measure and choking you abruptly.

Your hands fly up to grip his wrists, startled by the sudden juxtaposition between his feather-light strokes and bruising hold. You pull at his hands, just wanting him to ease up a little when Hanamaki suddenly slaps yours away. The action makes you ache mentally as much as it hurts physically, the startling realization that they are not going to go easy on you making the tears building up in your eyes threaten to spill over. You hold your stinging hand to your chest and refrain from making a sound for fear of pissing them off even more, while Maki chuckles at your reaction.

Matsukawa turns after he releases you, crouching down, and fishes something out of a black duffel that’s been placed beside the door. You let out a tiny sniffle when Maki twists his hand in your hair harshly, forcing the tears brimming in your eyes to overflow with the burning ache settling over the nape of your neck. The sudden spike in pain makes the thoughts churning around in your head tumble out in a flurry of pathetic apologies.

“M’ sorry! I’m sorry! I won’t do it again! I didn’t mean t-“ Maki cuts you off quickly, flattening his big palm over your mouth to stop your babbling before you can give an explanation.

“What? Didn’t mean to get caught? We don’t give a shit about why. You disobeyed a direct order. From Iwaizumi, too. Out of all of us, I’d have thought he’d be the one you were the least likely to defy.” He mutters, releasing you, only to shove two of his fingers into your mouth when you open to give a retort.

“I don’t want to hear another word from you until someone gives you permission or asks you a question. Now make this hole useful and suck.” He tells you, stroking your tongue softly with the pads of his index and middle finger. You oblige, eager to obey and show him that you can be a good boy despite the tears dripping down your cheeks.

“Oh, look at this dumb little crybaby Mattsun. We haven’t even gotten to the good parts yet and he’s already so scared.” Maki coos, before thrusting the fingers in your mouth back into your throat, making you gag and choke around them.

You whine quietly and squeeze your eyes shut, more hot tears rolling down your cold-reddened cheeks. You tremble, needing to get away from his mean words and cruel hands, but he doesn’t allow you an inch of breathing room. Matsukawa doesn’t respond, only clicking his tongue in exasperation when he looks up and sees that Maki is being truthful.

“Such cute reactions. It’s a shame you don’t fuck up more often, truly. You cry so prettily.” Hanamaki whispers in your ear like it’s a secret between just the two of you. He loosens his grip on your hair just slightly, only to readjust and pull you back to rest your head against his shoulder. His fingers move slowly inside your mouth, switching between petting over your tongue while you suck, and rubbing the slick ridges of your hard palate.

“Luckily for us though, you’re going to get it tonight. You’re in so much trouble.” He says, practically singing the words and punctuating his sentence with a sharp nip to your ear. His pure delight with the situation makes you shake against his solid form, which you can tell he’s enjoying by the hard-on pressed up against your lower back.

The four of them have always expressed their enjoyment of your crybaby tears, Maki and Oikawa in particular, even going as far as to show you sad videos every now and then so they can watch your lower lip wobble and your eyes drip steady streams seemingly out of nowhere. Of course, they’d comfort you afterward, taking you into their arms or on their laps so they could wipe away your tears, apologizing for being mean but secretly not regretting a thing.

When Matsukawa stands, he keeps his broad back to you and lets several objects clatter into the narrow console table before he turns around. His hands reach out and he quickly strips you of your coat, throwing it into the corner, before he begins unbuttoning your soft, oversized flannel that you stole from Iwaizumi. As each button comes undone, you become less and less certain of where it will lead.

You shiver when he flicks open your shirt, revealing the flat expanse of your chest to the chill of the entryway. His long, cold fingers immediately latch onto the sensitive buds of your nipples, rubbing them and pinching them meanly and watching as they perk up and harden under his attention. You squirm, unable to stay still against the ache that’s starting up in your chest, and Maki tsks and tightens his grip on your hair when you try to pull away.

“So sensitive,” Matsukawa mutters, face still as impassive as when he started.

“He’s gonna get his hair ripped out if he doesn’t stop squirming though.” Maki comments, and you whimper as more of your tears fall.

Matsukawa’s touches are clinical despite the intimate nature of the act, and his apathy puts a metaphorical distance between you that you desperately want to close. His hands abruptly leave your nipples, abandoning them with a flick to the harsh air and leaving them flushed and pert. The sudden change makes you dizzy, though you assume that their goal is to keep you on your toes and prevent you from anticipating their moves.

“You know he can’t help it, he’s always been a wiggler,” Mattsun says, tone bored and sounding like he’s commenting on the weather. You look at him with pleading eyes, hoping that he’ll take pity on you. However, he only smirks, wipes the little trail of drool off your chin, and pulls Maki’s fingers from your mouth. He crouches down just a little, admiring the slick coat of spit glistening on Maki’s fingers in the low light, before he’s pulling those same fingers into his own mouth, licking and sucking the drool off.

The sound of him swishing it around in his mouth makes you blush heavily, and you do even more so when he leans over and feeds the mixture into Maki’s mouth through a messy, rough kiss. The two men make out above your head, squishing you between them, and you keep your hands flat to your sides despite the burning urge to touch them. You’re already in hot water, and you haven’t been given permission to participate. It’s mean, but you’re determined to prove that you’re worthy of their trust again.

When they separate, Matsukawa immediately looks down at you, noting your downcast eyes and appearing satisfied that you’ve passed his test.

“That’s a good boy, keeping your hands to yourself. I knew you could do it.” He coos, tilting your chin up and pecking you on the nose.

Matsukawa crouches in front of you and begins unlacing your winter boots, pulling the heavy shoes off of your sock-clad feet, and chucking them away just like he did to your coat. He chuckles quietly when he sees the pattern on your socks; cute little rubber duckies, a pair of thigh-highs that Oikawa bought you as a joke but you ended up loving.

His hands settle on your hips for a short moment, and you barely have any time to prepare yourself before he’s curling his fingers into your waistband and yanking your pants down your legs, leaving you in just your underwear, the socks, and the open flannel. He throws your pants into the slowly accumulating pile of the rest of your clothes and turns back to face you, still on his knees.

“We need to get you more pairs like these,” he says, stroking up your legs and paying close attention to the area of your thighs where the socks end, making the soft skin bulge out slightly from the tight material.

“A garter belt would be nice too- oh I bet he’d look so cute in panties.” Maki coos, thumbing the elastic band of your short briefs. You flush brightly at the embarrassing idea, not surprised at all that Maki would get off on dressing you like a girl. However, it does stir something in you that you can’t deny is appealing.

“Would you like that, pretty boy? Want us to dress you up all cute and let Iwa and Mattsun wreck you, huh? Maybe after Oikawa finishes with you we can plan something, but you’ve gotta keep being a good boy.” Maki purrs, grabbing a handful of your ass and squeezing roughly. The thought alone makes you shift on your feet, warmth pooling in your stomach at the idea.

“I’ll be a good boy.”’You respond, but it comes out as a shy whisper. Matsukawa laughs at you, pressing a quick kiss into the soft skin of your tummy, before he’s up and sorting through the objects he left on the console table.

“We’re going to make sure of that tonight.” He says, holding up a device that has your legs closing tightly on instinct. You let out a drawn-out whine to express your displeasure, and a fresh wave of tears floods down your cheeks as you get a better idea of how the night is going to go. He peers over his shoulder to take in your reaction, eyes too wide and grin a tad bit unhinged; the most expressive you’ve seen him since you got home.

The particular toy he holds in his hand is a small, inconspicuous remote-controlled vibrating butt plug. Although in your eyes, it’s more like a torture device than a pleasure tool. The first and only time they’d used it on you, you’d ended up cumming in less than ten seconds after Matsukawa had turned it on, and spent another few seconds of torturous pleasure crying and begging him to turn it off. It was much too powerful to do anything other than force orgasms out of you, and yet it fit so snugly against your prostate it was like it was made specifically for your body.

“See Maki, I told you he’d remember his little friend here,” Mattsun says with a smirk before he sets it back down and picks up a pair of leather cuffs and a chain connector, and makes his way back to you.

“Gonna have to do something about all of that wiggling if we want to use that though, huh?” He asks you lowly, and you nod after a beat of hesitation, still eyeing the cursed toy wearily. He snaps in your face, breaking your trance and making you jump slightly. When you look up at him he smiles just a little bit softer than he has been, eyes crinkling just a tad, and holds out one of his hands expectantly.

“Right hand first. Give me your color too, baby. You’re crying an awful lot already.” He says, and behinds fastening the cuff around your wrist when you place your palm in his hand.

“Green.” You whisper after a moment, unable to deny the excitement coursing alongside your dread for the overwhelming toy. You want them to give you everything, to do everything they want with you.

“Good boy, takin’ time to think,” He says, praising your careful self-evaluation and moving on to cuff your left wrist. You have a tendency to get stuck in your head, uncertain of exactly what you’re feeling in the moment, so the four of them have no problem slowing down for a second to let you process even if you have been bad.

When the two cuffs are situated snuggly on your wrists, Mattsun clips one end of the chain connector to your left cuff before threading it through the metal loop of your collar and connecting the second. The connector is only long enough for your hands to rest against your collar bones, locking them firmly in place and keeping your hands well out of the way. It’s odd, but not uncomfortable.

He steps back towards the table, content with his job, and Maki finally releases your hair from his grip, satisfied that you’re not going to run off or do something stupid. He smoothes over the sore area with his palm, rubbing the ache out as best as he can. You lean into his pets, feeling yourself sink slightly into a cloudy haze as you eagerly accept the momentary comfort he’s offering you, likely the last time he’ll do so until Oikawa and Iwaizumi are through with you. Hanamaki turns you around, guiding your head into his chest and letting you rest there while he busies himself with lifting your flannel out of the way.

“You make me so fucking mad, you know that baby?” He starts, whispering, scratching his short nails gently over your bare back while he talks. “You’re so good to us all the time, but you’re not taking care of yourself. That’s why we have to do this. Because our baby deserves the best and he can’t have that if he’s jeopardizing his own health.” He tells you and finishes by giving you a gentle peck on the crown of your head. The soft words and affection instantly have your tears springing back to life, and he coos and rubs your back when he hears you sniffling.

“God, he’s just a leaky little faucet, isn’t he?” Mattsun murmurs from directly behind you, reaching around to swipe away a few stray tears. You flinch slightly when his cold hand comes around your waist and splays over your tummy, gently pulling you backward just a little so he can slip the thick band of a leather waist cuff above your hips. The material matches that of the ones adorning your wrists and neck and is fitted with an array of loops and rings where connectors can be clipped. You squirm in place just a little, moving in anticipation at the addition, and Maki quiets your motions with firm hands.

“Just a wiggly little crybaby,” Maki responds, squeezing the plush flesh just below your hips as Matsukawa tightens the cuff fully. He makes short work of the ankle and thigh cuffs next, moving faster now that he’s not occupied with teasing you. He leaves your legs free of connectors for the moment, and you know that won’t be the case when Oikawa gets his hands on you. The man has a morbid fascination with seeing you completely immobile and at his mercy.

When he stands he gives you a firm slap on the rear, making you jerk forward further into Maki’s chest. You go to shield your ass from him, trying to protect the stinging flesh from further abuse, but your hands stop short, jerking the chain connecting your cuffs to your collar with a rattle. Your eyes widen when you realize that’s exactly the reason they’re cuffed the way they are.

“Oh? Smart baby figured it out then? You didn’t think we were just going to be using the toy on you, did you?” Hanamaki asks rhetorically, sadistic glee alight once more as he takes in your pale face. You should have guessed, really. As torturous as it would be, just forcing orgasms out of you would be too simple- too easy for them to do. You shift on your feet, bouncing on your toes slightly as you’re overcome with a burst of nervous energy.

“There are the hops,” Matsukawa says, laughing slightly as he identifies the tell for when you get nervous. He turns his back to you, busying himself with the items still on the table, and you turn to watch him, putting your back to Maki. When he faces you again, he has the devil incarnate in his hand, the remote that goes with it, and a bottle of lube. He raises an eyebrow at you, noting how you’ve turned to face him, and smirks.

“Oh come on. What’s the matter? Don’t trust me?” He practically purrs out. You think for a moment, before deciding to answer honestly.

“Not really, no.” You say softly, and they both laugh to your relief.

“Ah, well, I don’t blame you. Now, hold these for me.” He says, handing you the remote and the plug and placing the sleek toys against the palms of each cuffed hand. You grasp them with uncertainty, a little confused, but when he pressed the small, rectangular bottle of lube to your lips, you get a better idea of what he wants.

“Be a dear and give these to Iwaizumi, love.”

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𝟎𝟔 - 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐮𝐬 𝐢’𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 + 𝟎𝟒 + 𝟎𝟓

𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝

171. Watch me (Daichi)

172. if this is it (Bokuto)

173. Heart’s cut (Suna)

𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 | ♢ - 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦𝘥

305. Collaboration (Suna)

306. Yet another sleepless night (Kenma)

307. Start up (Oikawa)

308. Hinata & Y/n’s Cupid Service

309. Safe haven (Oikawa)

310. The Gods are always watching (Shinsuke)

311. My brothers best friend (Matsukawa)

312. Girl (Konoha)

313. Cupid’s chokehold (Kyotani)

314. Stupid cupid

315. Sweet & sour (Atsumu, Sakusa)

316. Sweet melody (Semi)

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Definitely a good read

The Odds of Us All Master List

A SakuAtsuOsaRin X Female Reader (NO INCEST)

Taglist: CLOSED

Soulmate AU ORIGINAL CONCEPT; Where you can see your soulmate(s) recent footprints (in different colors depending on soulmate) Eventually when you initially see your soulmate for the first time they’re outlined in the same color as their foot prints

Summary: Y/N Ushijima is a second year transferring from Nekoma to Inarizaki. She’s never been without her bestfriends (KuroKen) or her boyfriend, Sakusa, before. What will this city girl do now that she’s moving to the “rural”country?

Taglist: @kac-chowsballs @kotwd @ems1des @normalisthenewnorm @micheleinumaki @gomchan @empress-simps @mer-der-mi @honeyswhiskers @sakusas-number1-stan @astronomyturtle @akirahyoshi @afire24  @its-the-aerieljeane @carla-1217 @fucktheworlddude @baes-x @shadoweepingscream @sirachano0dles @terushimas-tongue-piercing​ @katamint @420-uwu @xstormiii @youtuboo @oikawasflat4ss @chibiitakoyaki

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Special Chapters:

1: A Glance At The Past (Sakusa meets Y/n)

2: Kita’s Fanclub W.I.P

Main Chapters:

Y/n’s Support Group(s) | Inarizaki’s Nightmare Trio

CH1: Kenma says “F ur bs platitudes”

Pt 1/3 Nothing Unordinary

Pt 2/3 First Impressions? But not quite-

Pt 3/3 Honesty or Niceties?

CH2: Odds of This are a Billion to One 

Pt 1/5 Highkey Surprising

Pt 2/5 Connections

Pt 3/5 Hootin & Hollerin’

Pt 4/5 Probably Won’t Happen My Ass-

Pt 5/5 Food & Tea- But Not The Drink Kind

CH 3: Outside Interference 

Pt 1/5 Message(s) Received!

Pt 2/5 The Foxes Burrow

Pt 3/5 Full Inbox & Packed Schedules

Pt 4/5 Cockroaches, Chatrooms, & Chaos

Pt 5/5 Ice Skates & Coffee Dates

CH 4: Training Camp Revelations

Pt 1/? Shinkansen Shitshow

Pt 2/? It Started At Breakfast