#⋆𐙚 ₊ jani writes.

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[!] POSSESSIVE SUO. hcs. f!reader + yandere-ish and spicy-ish content?. he's ... yeah ; i promise its okay lmfao. i saw a togame one, so ofc i had to do my man. this is a lowk long hc list ...

hayato is the type to be extremely possessive of his friends, but he's so good at hiding it that no one can tell. if need be, he's ready to act like a snap of a finger, though more times than not, knowing his friends well enough, they have the situation under control.

hence, based on that, he's pretty (secretly) possessive over you pre-relationship. he's likely more so because you're a girl. not in a 'you're weaker,' way but more of 'i can't trust them around you' way.

hayato suo has a slick tongue.

he knows what to say, and when to say it. after all, the emotional intelligence he has is through the roof for someone of his age. at times it scares you how accurate his observations of you. often times, he notices things leagues before you do.

"you are aware that guy is flirting with you right?"

"unless you want the others to get a negative impression of you, i'd fix your expression."

"she's nervous, say something to help her relax."

specifically the first example, countlessly.

hayato suo is not a jealous person, after all, he's not dating you, how could he be jealous? though, there's something that pisses him off about those guys that approach you.

all of them were either sleazy or borderline misogynistic.

the first time you told him you were going on a date he almost burst a blood vessel.

it was at this point that suo realized he would have to do a bit more than the things he was doing to catch your attention: feigning injuries, "forgetting" his accessories around you, subtly purchasing things you enjoy, etc.

essentially, he was a boyfriend before he officially became one.

and even as you date, his shenanigans don't decrease. in fact, it increases. albeit, in a way you can't exactly point out.

instead of a dumb keychain or little figure he sometimes bought, he'd bring stuffed animals, necklaces, books, rings. the jewelry is always a matching set. he needs to let others know that the both of you are taken. you are a pretty girl, he has to stand his ground.

speaking of standing his ground, specifically in a fighting sense. he is always ready to through hands at someone for you.

someone is causing you anxiety? insults you? heaven forbid they assault you?

that time he had to be pulled away from mauling that dude? yeah ...

he'll through hands quickly if the disagreement can't be settled with words.

another way he proves being possessive, in a bot so subtle way, he'll leave small hickey's right where the line of your shirt sat. sure, they didn't show at the present moment, but you move the wrong way and anyone could see the way your lower neck and collarbone are littered in hickeys.

he's also a man to be alright with PDA. he's not too keen on too intimate activities, though small kisses and hand holding is his favorite thing to do.

(though he's not opposed to making out with you, biting and sucking on your bottom lip so when you go out it's kiss-swollen)

suo kisses the back of your hand and treats you like a princess while he's glaring at some poor unsuspecting man.

he's legitimately so happy to have you as a girlfriend. if they didn't know already, he's eager to introduce you, but if you wish to take it slow he will.

i mean he's also the type to ask you to cover his face in your lipstick via kisses.

having a possessive side to him, he loves seeing when yours decides to debut. he doesn't purposefully intend to make you jealous, but he couldn't exactly be rude.

he finds it cute when you have that huffy expression on your face, he'd annoy you as much as possible just to see a face like that.

adding on to material things he covers you in, he loves to see you in his clothes. the first time he saw you in one of his shirts, he almost lost it. instead of saying the ... things, he wanted to say, he decided to hug you from behind with a little tease about the situation, hoping you wouldn't feel something presses against your back.

i am severely sleep as it is 1:14 am, so in short, his possessiveness doesn't present in a way that you'd be able to point it out. others seem to point it out at times, but overall, he does normal boyfriend stuff but with ulterior methods of keeping you all to himself. he throughout enjoys your company and love, no one can take that away from him.

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edging the windbre boys ; not requested :]

[!] ON THE EDGE.

ⓘ BRINGING THEM TO THE EDGE JUST TO STOP?! gn!reader — smut. includes. sakura, suo, nirei, kaji, umemiya, hiragi, togame, + choji. blow/hand job, ribbons, cock ring, teasing, whining, + edging. aged up 18+ ; now that im writing this, im thinking abt a dry cumming ver...sorry, ive been writing a lot of smut but its the week before my period. im is ovulating, so um...take this <3

"I CAN'T TAKE IT, PLEASE!!" or, SCREAMING FOR MERCY. he's whining, begging, repeating your name and a phrase over and over and over again. his breath is stuttering and a couple of tears may fall down his face. like- he's legit going to pass out soon from the edging.

SAKURA is shaking. in all honesty, he can go in both this category and the 'JUST ... A MESS.' category, however, what sets him in this one is his begging. he's sobbing, a blushing mess, pleading with you like he'll fucking die if he doesn't get to cum. like, "pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease," is leaving his lips. his legs, his whole body is shaking at this point and he's begging to cum. like- to the point of babbling he's begging to cum, telling you how good it feels, and mumbling to himself that he can't last any longer. GOD FORBID, you put a cock ring on him? girl- he's gone.

CONT. at a certain point, because he's no pitiful, you decide to take mercy. you're tongue licking a long stripe up his length, hand pumping him earnestly. your tongue circles around the head and he cums, hard. like- a big ass load is dumped into your as he's hunched over and twitching from the relief he got.

"OOH, YOU'RE GONNA GET IT." or, HE'S ACTIVELY SEEKING REVENGE. this man isn't as much of a mess, in fact, he's doing everything in his power to contain his moans and such. he's trying to be somewhat tough and maintain his composure but he's grunting about paying you back. his hands are definitely tied behind his back, though that doesn't stop him from trying to get out of it.

TOGAME is seething. like- he loves it but he cannot wait to have you over his lap, fingering you and stopping until you get the feeling he's getting right now. he's breathing rough, "ooh, baby. im gonna get you back," he hisses, "i—ngh-oh—fucking promise." his arms might be tied, but he's trying to hard to hump your mouth, seeking any release that could push him over the edge. you'd have put a cock ring on him to get him to stop (hear me out though, a cock cage on togame?). regardless, he's grunting, his abs flexing and relaxing, thighs tensing and shaking, and his toes curled as he swears up and down he'll get you back.

SUO is breathing heavy. he's purposefully trying not to say something, so nothing you can tease him with slips out. unfortunately for him, a grunt that transforms into a whimper has your lips coming off of his cock with a pop! he looks down to see a cocky expression on your face. he huffs with a chuckle, "ooh, mm—damn—when we're done me and you are gonna have a- ngh- very long talk." suo bites his lip to prevent his whimpers from slipping, though he doesn't help himself by watching what you're doing. tying that pretty bright pink ribbon at the base of his cock, he's not against it. he has no problem with "feminine" things, but did you really have to tie it that tight? "hayato! you're staining my ribbon!" suo has to fight himself not to say something, he only chuckles, a hiss leaving his lips. oh, you are so going to get it.

KAJI is literally about to fight you. no bull. of course, being the person he is, he isn't allowed to use his hands. though he wants to, he can't shove your face full of his cock. his tongue swirls around his lollipop in a futile attempt to distract him from the warmth of your hand around him. "damn it! i am—fu-ucking—get- getting you back for this!" his his hips lift urgently off of the bed you've got him tied to. his legs are shaking; dazed and low-lidded eyes staring down at you as is orgasm builds, only to fall off at the last second. he nearly growls, swearing he'll get you back (in his head).

CONT. he isn't geting relief (none of them). he's normally a man with a lot of confidence, and yet, he's fucking trembling because he can't cum? i mean sure, he's out to get you later, but it's completely worth it to watch his eyes roll back into his skull, his hips practically convulsing, and thick ropes of cum shoot from his tip and stain his stomach. plus, the breathy "fuck" nearly has you doing the same.

MR. CAN'T SPEAK, or HE'S REALLY FOCUSED. the man is nearly silent. he either doesn't want to make a noise, or he's like- breathless. he may be huffing, eyebrows furrowed so deeply he'll cause permanent wrinkles. he's looking down at you, but he's more so focusing on not losing his shit because he can't cum. like- "fuckfuckfuck ... " is going through his head while he fights internal demons, and you. how dare you look at him with those pretty eyes?!

HIRAGI strikes me as a quiet man in bed, especially when something like this is happening. his core is tense; his face is tense. eyebrows knitted, eyes screwed shut, jaw clenched, and thighs flexed. he tries so hard not to—to which he fails—though at some point, he genuinely can't. he's moaned and groaned, even whimpered, and now a sound can't come out of his mouth. he's so close to losing it he's lost his voice to beg or whine. "damn—" he croaks, body trembling.

CONT. hes another one where your mercy is his salvation. he just looks so cute- why would make him suffer more? its not until he's allowed to cum does his let out a string of pretty noises, sweat dripping down his forehead and body shaking.

JUST ... A MESS, or SELF EXPLANITORY. he's losing his fucking shit. this man is damn near wailing because he can't cum. he can't get the release he wants and he's losing his shit. fat globs of tears spill down his cheeks, there may even be snot. he's barely coherent, babbling pleads and jumbled strings of words to get you to let him cum.

NIREI is the one literally about to die from being denied. honestly, the display has you wanting to stop. he's sobbing, his voiced cracked, snot dripping from his nose, and body shaking like a leaf. he barely tell you "sorry," or "please," let alone fully beg. his words are mindless babble, strings of saliva falling from his lips, a web of them shown in his mouth. he keens and whines, "puh- plea- plea-ease!" when i say he's vibrating in his spot, i mean it. hes is NAWT the type of person to be able to handle this type of sexual activity (you can't overstim him either).

CHOJI is ... something. i see choji as someone who isn't too interested in sex, though when it happens he's sooo sensitive. and ridiculously whiny. like- the man will not shut up. he's whining your name, pleading, whispering to himself, cursing—anything. at some point tears start to form and he gets shocked at the waves of pleasure that appear and disappear. he almost gets mad until your tongue starts to work him. his eyes get low-lidded and his body relaxes, it feels to him as if a wave is inches from sweeping him away, and then you stop. and then he sobs. and then he gets mad. then you get back at it. cycle repeats. "i- urgh! can't- can't—awh!" he's legit a fucked up mess, whining and crying like a girl, convulsing and breathing heavy as hell.

CONT. you have to let him at this point, he's not surviving a minute longer. his cock is raw and stiff from your strokes; at one moment, you thought he had accidentally came because of how much pre-cum seeped from the tip. he almost passed out once he cums, that's how much he needed it.

IT DEPENDS or THE OUTLIER WHO'S MULTIPLE. he can range from sobbing and crying for you, to telling himself not to cum, to being a complete and utter mess. it genuinely depends on how he feels that day, what happened. is he letting lose? is he still up tight? does he need to blow off some steam? it really depends on his mental state. he could go from

UMEMIYA grunts. his breaths are shaky, chest stuttering. he's laughing at both you and himself, he's certainly having fun with the moment. though, his body is being a little fickle. one second he's too hot, he's about to burn up, then the next its calm, though there's that painful pleasure in his groin from being denied. he laughs, "it looks good on me, it's—fuck—like y'r openin' a- pre-present." he looks down at the bow you've tied around his cock. of course, he asked for it. it looks better than he thought. he lets out a shaky breath, core tensing as he tries to keep his noises inside. though, to no avail, as he's a naturally loud person. his grunting and groaning fills the room, tears brimming at his eyes, and saliva pooling on his bottom lip. he bites his lip, chuckling, "fuck—y'r making me lose it!" he moans, "ooh, im gettin' you back."

CONT. he broke from his restraints, a stupid mess and all and forced your mouth to stay lodged on him until he finished shooting ropes down your throat. he watches in amusement as you cough, looking down at the mess he's been made of. he 100% got you back seconds later.

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Hello!! Can I request how the wind breaker boys if it’s too many just suo is fine on how they would react if someone hurts their s/o in front of them? Thank you

[!] THE AUDACITY?!

ⓘ THE AUDACITY TO HURT YOU INFRONT OF THEM!? gn!reader — fluff, hurt/comfort-ish, the writer laughed making this. includes. sakura, suo, umemiya, togame, + choji. (formatting this a bit different bc some have the same reaction, lmk if u want it differently).

"BEAT HIS ASS, BRO!" or, HE SWINGS IMMEDIATELY. no disregard for where you are. if its something like a serious fight, or someone ganging up on you, something of that sort. there's a kick that swings through the air before anyone can react. he might throw them, or finish the job before turning to you.

SAKURA simply throws them away from you after kicking them hard asf. he's about to continue, but he stops when he sees you in his peripheral vision and turns to you with worried eyes, nervously reaching for you, yet stopping because he as zero idea what to do or how to comfort you. he gulps and carefully touches your face, looking at your body to see if your hurt anywhere. he's shaking like a leaf, hoping you're alright.

CHOJI finishs the job. that person is done for, beat up, knocked out, just- incapacitated before he scurries over to you and bends down. his knuckles bloodied as he cups your face and looks you with worried eyes. "you're okay right?" he'll likely call the first person closest to him that he's familiar with to come help him and make sure you're alright.

CONT. that's if its a man. if its a woman swinging at you, sakura has restraint. he'll nervously push her away and yell at her for hitting you, horribly solving the problem. but he tries. choji, "equal rights, equal fights." i am so sorry, but i genuinely cannot see him as someone that holds back from a fight because of gender. especially, because the girl swung first. regardless, he (both) immediately checks on you when its over, acting smothering and cautious because he cannot have you hurt.

"ARE YOU OKAY?!" or, HE CHECKS ON YOU IMMEDIATELY. this man is immediately locked in on you. he rushes over to you, making sure you're alright, safe, and sound. he's calm, though, he can't hide his overwhelming worry for you. he's picking at you, lifting your face, lifting your arms, looking at your legs, making sure you can stand. he debates bringing you to the doctor as his worried eyes double scan you. he's not one to start nor continue unnecessary fights, so he tries to get you out of the situation as quickly as he can. if the other person is combative he tries to put the fight to rest with words.

SUO's calm demeanor can rub off on people different ways. he's normally good at reigning in his feelings during times like these, though if a bit of condescension or anger slips through, he couldn't help it. harming his s/o? in front of him? his tone can either come off as intended, calming and non-combatitve, more than likely leading to the end of whatever argument. or, his tone can come off as condescending which leads to the argument progressing. at this point, he's now using backhanded insults, other sly words, and intimidation tactics. if absolutely necessary, he'll fight. and embarrass said person.

UMEMIYA is trying his hardest not to fight. he deems it unnecessary, and he needs to leave with you and make sure your alright. he tries to de-escalate the situation. keyword tries. if he's not serious, he playful demeanor can be agitating. if he is serious, it's much easier. he gets the person to back off and he immediately scoops you up, he's carrying you bridal style, he does not need to.

CONT. that's if its a man. if it's women, neither of them are laying hands, regardless. its more likely that they would push her away and try to walk off and the townsfolk recognizes them and comes to help. that's if its outside/in public. otherwise, both of them are running away lmfao.

"ARE YOU OKAY?!" to "BEAT HIS ASS, BRO!" or, SELF EXPLANITORY. his first priority is you. it's always you. seeing someone hurt you, hit you, in public, in front of him? he's not having that. but he bends down first, carefully observing you and talking to you, making sure you're okay, then he'll handle whatever asshole hurt you.

TOGAME bends down, cupping your face with his calloused hands softly, "you alright, baby?" his eyes scan you, dusting you off and sliding his hands along you to make sure your fine. after double checking with you, he immediately swings. that's it. he's beating ass once you're okay. that person will understand and then he will quietly turn to you and help you up or whatever and leave with you. ;p

CONT. if it's a woman, he's not going to do anything, really. he'll like- give her a stank face or something. insults are a definite, but he's not laying hands. he might raise his voice but like, yeah he's tapping out and leaving.

a/n: sorry if this was bad lmfao

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" CAN I HOLD IT WHILE YOU PEE ? "

ⓘ your boyfriend gets up needing to use the bathroom, of course you have to ask the popular question, " can i hold it while you pee? "

incl. suo, sakura, nirei, kiryu, kaji, umemiya, hiragi, togame, + choji.

f / gn!reader — spicy crack. actively fem only in sakura's, teasing, inappropriate jokes, spicy crack-fic, brief allusions to sex, hayato suo and mitsuki kiryu are warnings and will be in the future, + dick.

⋆𐙚 ₊.ᐟ "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" or, they are extremely flustered and can only respond semi-negatively. this includes two different versions based on the characters: (1) " ... what is wrong with you?" [concerned], or (2) "what is wrong with you?!" [aggressive, scared, + flustered]. he's going through the five stages grief in a single moment. like- he malfuncted.

HIRAGI is concerned. he's definitely number one, he's looking at you with a very confused expression while also looking at you like you're insane. he just wants to pee. like- previously the two of you were tired, cuddling together, and ready to take a damn nap. now he's sleepy walking to the bathroom and your asking to ... hold his dick while he pees? "no, why?" he blinks, "is this a tiktok trend, or- ?"

NIREI is one and two, he's both concerned and flustered. "h-huh?? you- you want to- WHAT?" he's like stuttering out jumbled phrases and waving his hands up and down, back and forth, all the different ways while yapping about shit you can't understand. "if you don't want me to, you can just say that, aki." then he gets really upset and does that: "no i want you to, i mean- i don't want you, no! i mean i do want you but i think this is a little weird- not that you're weird!" thing, and its super cute. you end up just pushing him into the bathroom so he doesn't piss himself on your floor.

SAKURA is going through the five stages of grief. he's so damn confused, concerned, flustered, and slightly angry that you'd ask something like that. he comes off as a little aggressive, but he does that everytime he gets flustered so it's no big a deal. but he's like turning his body away from you with his hands covering his crotch while slowly inching away from you. "w-why would you want to do that?" he looks you up and down with a concerned expression as he carefully reaches for the door handle, "girls are weird." he's looking at you funny even when he leaves the bathroom. like- he's not fathoming why you'd want to hold it. "aw, sakura you know size doesn't matter to me," you tease, amused at his extremely flustered reaction that happens afterwards.

KAJI he just stopped, a.k.a malfunctioned, processed what you said, and then got angry. "what the fuck?! wha- what is wrong with you?" he's blinking and looking around the room for hideen cameras because this must be 'walk the prank' or something. "uh ... n-no?" he's taking tentative steps into the bathroom and closing the does.

⋆𐙚 ₊.ᐟ HE'S LAUGHING, or he finds the question extremely amusing. he knows how curious you are. he's not exactly against the idea, he's just both caught off guard and extremely amused. he's probably going to let you though the question of "where'd that come from," will always be said first.

SUO chuckles, looking at you with both an amused and curious expression. his eye is studying your expression—trying to pick up anything. he hums thoughtfully, "really? is this a trend, or are you genuinely curious?" you give your answer and you swear you hear him snort. "are you sure you're not trying to get me hard? if you just wanted to see it you could've asked any other time?" he teases with a mischievous smirk before walking calmly into the bathroom without closing the door, suggesting you come in and close it yourself.

UMEMIYA is cackling. this man is loud. "where'd that come from?" he completely forgets that he had to pee because now his whole attention is on the fact that you want to hold his dick. "you know you could've asked any other time, right?" he's thinking about all the ways he can tease you about this while being nice. he's doing that attractive little lean on the doorway while looking you up and down with amusement. he's like heavily deflecting so he doesn't give his answer. purely because he thinks your reaction is funny. "just say yes or no, dammit ume!" he chuckles, "asking an embarrassing question and then getting embarrassed when i ask you why? cute."

⋆𐙚 ₊.ᐟ "HOLD WHAT?" or he's really confused. like, the soap? his jacket? the toilet seat? what are you talking about? like- he has a reeeally slow moment there where you slightly wonder how and why you decided to date him. he gets it a couple of seconds later, but he reaction may vary.

CHOJI 'sunshine' tomiyama. sigh. he pauses in the doorway and looks at you with confusion painted on his face. he does that cute little tilt of his head and that confused blink. "hold what?" when you look at his pants and then at his face it takes him another moment. you could almost imagine those three dots in the air that are usually in anime. " ... oh." once he gets it he looks at you with confusion one more time, wondering why you'd want to hold his dick while he pees, but he shrugs. "ok!" and then walks into the bathroom.

this is also- sakura and nirei. the both of them have this same reaction, they're very confused for a moment until the pause and think about it. again, those little three dots hang in the air before they get it, and when they do there's almost a visible exclamation point beside their heads. they freak out and have the reaction listed above.

⋆𐙚 ₊.ᐟ "SURE," or he does not gaf. "idgaf" is his motto. he blinks, looks at the toilet, back at the toilet and shrugs. "okay, sure i guess." you'd think he'd say something more about it ... nope!

KIRYU "whatever floats your boat" mitsuki. he smirks at you and then just walks in. like- he doesn't confirm or anything, he just wips it out once he reaches the toilet. "i thought you wanted to hold it?" he blinks, looking back at you, "unless ... you wanted to some other time?" he playfully calls you a freak afterwards and suggests you should try asking that in some- other circumstances.

TOGAME just looks at you. 'girl what the fuck?' is in his head at the moment, but he just shakes his head. "sure i guess, it's not exciting or anything," he shrugs, wondering where on earth you could've gotten this want from. if you're hesitant he's looking at you like your stupid, "come on, you asked." he also just wips it out like its nothing. hell- y'all are dating. regardless, he guides your hand. "if your hand is cold, we're gonna fight." that bush he has??? "don't be shy, you asked, hold it." bro- ?!? safe to say he is extremely amused.

this is also- suo and choji. as listed above, choji—once he gets it—just shrugs and walks into the bathroom, allowing you to follow him. the same with suo, he'll tease a bit and then shrug and tilt his head towards the toilet. like- he's so damn awkward and irritating cuz now you're embarrassed to actually walk in there and hold it (as if you won't be doing worse things in the future).

note. don't ask where this came from. this was sparked by a weird ass dream, a post, and the hopes and dreams of getting my motivation for writing back lmfao. this was both funny and awkward to make—i have no idea why i wrote this, please save me.

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ⓘ hey, know what they say? "a good blow job will help you relax in no time!" gn!reader — nsfw. "pretty" is used once.

you have got zero idea how you managed to convince him of this.

the man before you, your sweet, often stoic husband, is gripping his office chair like his life depends on it. normally, he wouldn't allow such a thing.

sex, in his office? at his place of work? you must be mental.

but those sugary words, your pretty doe eyes, and soft tongue teasing his lips. not to mention your hands grasping his tough thighs while push your cleavage towards his face. "pleeeease," you plead and pout until you successfully make it onto your knees and in between his legs.

"i promise, i'll help you relax."

'you need it anyway,' you mumble. your hands slide up his thighs, massaging them through the material of his pants. his eyes watch your manicured nails feel lightly for his soft cock. "you okay ... ?"

the man narrows his eyes at you, "mhm ... i guess ." a chuckle leaves your lips as you quickly unbutton and unzip his pants. "you guess ... ?" he huffs above you, lips parted to respond, only halting when he feels something slide along his clothed cock, dampening the fabric of his boxers.

your hand slides into his pants to cup his balls. a hiss leaves his mouth as you slide your tongue along him again. a small smile grows on face at the way he twitches beneath the darker spot of his boxers.

his breathing becomes shaky; the grip on the arm of his chair becomes tighter.

"aww, you love my tongue that much?" you whisper, watching his election twitch to life, simply from a few licks of your tongue. his lip twitches as yours mouth at his hardening cock. he let's out a sarcastic laugh, though there isn't much more but a strangled groan when you slide down his dampened boxers.

"c'mon, lift your hips, help me out!"

the man sighs, lifting his hips from the bottom of his chair so you drag his boxers and pants down his legs. "better?" he grunts, glaring down at you. normally, you'd be offended, but by the look in his eye, you can't help but laugh.

"yes, actually."

your pretty eyes peer up at him and the both of you ponder how the hell he was convinced of this. though his mind can't remain on the topic of how too long as his abs contract and release from pleasure.

"y'know," your tongue licks a long slow stripe across the bulbous head of his cock and you swear he almost whimpered, "the point of this is to get you to relax. not tense further."

a chuckle leaves you before his saliva and pre coated cock is back in the warm heat of your mouth. you feel him shudder at the feeling. his hands clench the arms of his chair harshly, they have been for the past 15 minutes, and as a result the sound of wood splitting reaches your ears.

"feel good, baby?"

you slobber along his cock, teasing the head with your index and thumb formed in a circle. your tongue swipes along his balls until you focus on one, lightly sucking on it.

his foot slams against the desk on accident, earning a small 'fuck- ' to leave his lips.

an amused hum leaves you and you give attention to the other side, licking and sucking lightly.

his breathing is ragged; one of legs bouncing quickly next you. his hands grab anything and everything except for you in fear of being too rough with you. "l- love, sweetheart," he stutters, eyes shut closed.

the tip of your tongue slides languidly up and around the head. the man has to struggle to prevent his knees from knocking, moans from leaving his lips, and his hips from slamming against your face.

his cock twitches as you pepper wet kisses along it, your moans creating vibrations that nearly bring him to the edge.

"you wanna cum?" you whisper against him, immediately receiving rapid nodding from him.

his abdominal muscles are clenched, his body hunched forward, and eyes screwed shut. "pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease," he mumbles over and over again. its then that moans slip, huffy and shaky breathes leaving his lips.

"yes, sir ... "

he hears the purposeful sound of mouth opening. the wet muscle circles his tip, your hand pumping his length. it isn't until the tip of your tongue slides along his slit does his whole body tense before shooting ropes of cum into your mouth.

you take the whole length, gagging a bit which only furthers his orgasm.

he hears you gulp, feeling your throat contract around him as you swallow every last drop of his cum.

your slowly lift your head, licking him clean before looking at him with low-lidded eyes. his body collapses against the back of his chair; his once tense muscles fully relaxed. his chest stutters as his watery eyes look down at you.

a smirk is present on your face as you speak, "told you it'd make you relax."

ORTER MÁDL, higuruma hiromi, nanami kento, zhongli, NEUVILETTE, + elijah mikealson came to mind. though tag who you thought of!

i need to work on writing for blowjob fics, like i imagine it, but i can't write it. any tips ^.-

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[!] KISSES.

ⓘ how mashle boys kiss you! please read rules and warnings of the upcoming content: gn!reader — spicy on some ; incl. mash, lance, dot, orter, + kaldo. fem in kaldo. dirty talk / teasing in kaldo's, horny teenagers-ish, + just stuff. let me know if i missed something!

mash has light kisses.

his hands hold you as if you were his favorite delicacy, cream puffs. he doesn't exactly know how to kiss, so his lips are puckered in a way that garners intimidation, though he tilts his head and slightly parts his lips.

mash's lips don't press too hard upon yours; it's more of a soft brushing than anything. he doesn't want to drive you off or anything of the sort, so they're very hesitant and careful before he manages to gain the courage to do otherwise.

lance, on the other hand, his kisses are passionate. he wants to let you know that he loves you, that he feels things for you.

his hands don't wander, one is stuck to your cheek, the other wrapped around your waist. his eyeslashes flutter at how soft you feel, at how your pressed tightly against him. when your lips part for air there's a small curl to his lips, but he rushes to cover it with another kiss.

lance can't get away from your lips. he loves to look at them, touch them, kiss them.

he can't get enough.

dot's kisses are messy.

he has zero idea what he's doing, so it ends up sloppy. though, in a good way (most times). he tries to put his tongue first, confused when the muscle is met with your soft lips. he bursts out in embarrassment, hitting his head on the nearest surface before your hand pulls his face back to you.

he swoons when you press your lips to his again. you purposefully kiss fast and needy, feeding into the way he normally kisses.

dot blushes profusely throughout the whole thing, trying not to open his ears and peer at you. the tip of his tongue runs along your lips, his low-lidded eyes looking at you, silently begging until you let him make the kiss messier.

orter kisses you like a man should!! depending on his mood, the way he kisses you changes. sometimes, they're soft and sweet, other times they're urgent and passionate.

though, no matter what, he treats you as delicate as a flower. more times than not, he backs you into a surface to keep you stable, while a hand rests on your cheek.

orter is soft and loving despite his work demeanor, yet some of his kisses are aggressive pecks to your cheek as they trail other places. he'll often want to worship you but his body simply won't allow such a thing when you look so . .

kaldo's kisses are either really sweet or fucking needy.

he could either be swaying side to side with you in a dance, lips pressed together in a soft romance. or, he could treat you as he does honey, pawing at your lips, tongue forced through the rim of them and exploring.

there is no in between.

kaldo teased while he does, especially when he's hot for his rushed and passionate kiss. "oh?" kiss "such a pretty girl-" kiss "all needy" kiss "for me?" he smirks and bites your bottom lip, eyes looking at you with need.

[pacifythots]

Ommmg I loved your "take it slow" writing with suo <3 can I request the same thing except with umemiya this time plss

ⓘ TAKE IT SLOW, BABY. f!reader — smut. fingering, kissing, mention of loss of virginity, missionary, umemiya being super soft, p in v, lmk if i missed anything ; i have so much sitting in my inbox lol, regardless, here it is! [may 31, '24]

"ume," you sigh into his lips.

his kisses were sweet and innocent, yet now they are sloppy and eager. the sweet part never left—he still treats you softly of course—but the "innocent" claim was no longer in the room.

the two of you rest on your sides, legs newrly entagled and srms slung around he eachother. you whimper as he thick fingers slide in and out of your cunt, streching you out. he chuckles into your mouth as he feels your hips desperately roll to feel release, you nearly hump his arm.

"relax, we'll get there," he coos, "we're takin' it slow today, baby. after all, you are new to this."

his words don't stop your whines, in fact, the sound increases as he pulls his fingers from your core. his tongue swirls around his fingers, a light hum leaving his lips at your taste. he maneuvers to hover atop you, leaning down to whisper, "you taste so good."

umemiya moves his body, his lips ghosting along the bare skin. he presses kisses to the valley of your breasts, to your pretty boobs, and to your stomach. his hands are firmly gripping onto the fleshas he kisses, a compromise for being soft instead of rough.

"ume!"

he smirks, "what an impatient girl i have."

there's a moan of pain and a moan of pleasure as he enters you. a hiss leaves his lips, though the second he relaxes at the sensation, you are met with the softest eyes you could ever witness.

"just let me ... relax, love."

his hips moves in slow strokes, his forehead is pressed to yours, your hands gripping harshly onto his arms. "fuck- just like that," he curses.

his hips speed up, though he doesn't apply much more force. he grunts, hands exploring yout body, eyes trapped onto your face, and dick twitching inside of you.

despite how indecent the situation is, how lewd the situation is, he chuckles, flashing a smile of pure love. "cum with me? please baby," he whispers- hands trailing up your arms to hold them in place.

the bed rocks along with the both of you, lightly creaking at how he's thrusting. "yes, yes! wanna cum with you!" umemiya smiles, a sneaky hand making its way beneath you to lift your hips. a whine leaves you—albeit being shut down quickly with umemiya's cooing next to your ear. "let's cum, hm baby?" he hums, rolling his hips into yours, his cock hitting a new spot inside of you from the different angle.

"ume-" you whine, "ume!"

he softly shushes you, shooting thick ropes inside of the condom he was thoughtful enough to wear. his jaw locks, teeth grinding together at how your pussy squeezes him, the pretty thing gushing all over his lower half.

umemiya smiles softly at the tears prickling in the corners of your eyes. "you did so good," he whispers, kissing your cheeks and wiping the tears from your lashes. "so good," he coos. the two of you breathe roughly, despite going relatively slow. it wad you who was the first to speak.

"ume?"

"yes?"

"can we try that again? but- harder?"

i am so sorry this is actually ass, i wssnt in my umemiya groove when writing this, but it is also 11:49 pm. im trying to get my drafts and asks out of the way so i can breathe, but this is a lot of work. i might take a brief break to relax before getting back writing though. i just love burning myself out -.-

[pacifythots]

winbre boys + easily overestimulated reader ; not requested :[

incl. suo, sakura, nirei, umemiya, togame, + choji.

ⓘ there are some moments where you can't avoid discomfort; luckily, your lovely boyfriend is there to help. gn!reader — hurt / comfort. light cursing, descriptions / allusions to a panic attack, mention of anxiety + overestimulation, light teasing, + just hugs ; spur of the moment idea because i just left a repass in new orleans. and if you're black, you know niggas is loud and talk for hours without moving. the combination of loud ass music, 5 different convos at my table, and my "comfort person" you could call her, leaving was alot so i got very overestimulated and decided to write this :]

⋆𐙚 ₊.ᐟ HAYATO SUO

as we've all ... observed, suo is a very observant person. especially, when it deals with people close to him (typically sakura). he notices things others might not, it could be something so obscure, but he'll find a moment to make a little tease or quip about it. this little "quirk" of his doesn't just stop at his friends, it extends to you aswell.

despite his constant "habit" of lying and, or instigating, he makes a very loud point of having clear communication and no "important lies" as he says, in the relationship. hense, he quickly learned about how anxious and overestimated you can become in certain social environments.

everytime the two of you go out—especially to places where there is a large collection of people—his hand is holding onto yours firmly. he's made a point not to leave you alone if possible. he's come to realize that: (1) he could be considered your "comfort person" and (2) how quickly you get anxious when you can't see him, or anyone else familiar.

if you're in a space where you have to sit down, everytime you start tapping your leg, he puts a subtle, yet comforting hand on your thigh.

suo is quick to make sure your comfortable. like, before you leave your apartment, "do you have your headphones?"

if you have a sensory bag? bet, he's making sure you have it.

like previously said, he's very observant; as a result, he can point out the signs when you get overestimulated. that, and he's observant of the environment.

ex. if there's a small space with a lot of people near you, loud music, and a whole bunch of moving, he makes the assumption that you either are or going to be getting to that point.

if you're the type to start crying when you get overestimulated, the second he sees your eyes get glossy he's getting you out of there.

suo notices the way you seem to zone out, when you start picking at your skin or fiddling with your fingers, when you start to look around anxiously, when start to take deep breaths to calm yourself, etc.

he periodically leans whispering to you, "are you okay?"

"are you ready to go?" is a phrase that's used frequently. this time is one of the only times where you see a genuine expression of concern on his face.

if you start start panicking, like breathing hard, fingers digging into your thighs, clearly disassociating, etc. he's immediately taking you somewhere quiet. at first, he tries to ask if you want to move or if he can touch you. but if you don't respond he's yanking you from your seat and forcibly taking you somewhere calmer.

suo is person who can help by talking you out of a panic or anxiety attack. whether it be telling a story or making teasing remarks about some of your/his friends.

"did you see those socks he was wearing?" his face scrunches, "he could've picked something better. personally, i, would've never walked out of the house with clown socks."

at times he'll even make some teasing remarks about you, though they're all remarks he knows will go over well with you. nine times out of ten, its something so stupid or lame that it makes you pause and give him a look.

"shh, don't cry. your ugly crying face needs to go so i can see your regular pretty face."

"please, don't dirty your pretty face with anymore tears."

"you're gonna make me cry, onions must me getting cut."

"draaama queen~, someone's gonna pull out a camera if you keep sobbing like Laura Dern."

he's very unserious in moments he observes it'd be okay to cheer you up with that method. after he sees a hint of smile, or any moment that shows you've calmed down he softly intertwines your fingers (of course, he asks if he can touch you), then he guves a soft kiss to your cheek or temple.

he's like a dad who cheers up his kids, because he's automatically getting you yout favorite snack.

ice cream? chips? a favorite drink? "let me get it for you."

overall - 9/10, he's very attentive and observant, and carefully judges what you need in the moment. he gets a point off because of his stupid ass jokes.

⋆𐙚 ₊.ᐟ HARUKA SAKURA

already 2/10.

i am so sorry, but he is no help whatsoever. he's barely touched anyone until that damn handshake with sugishita (or his constant fighting). him comforting you??? babe your screwed.

even if you tell him in advance that you get overestimulated in certain situations, when the actual problem arises he panics himself. so now there's two panicking people instead of one. that first time, you'd have to help yourself and use your own methods.

however, after that first time, he felt guilty :[, so he quickly ran to kotoha or suo to ask for advice. he genuinely feels horrible that he couldn't help you, so he desperately tries to figure out ways to help you without asking you yourself. that is, until kotoha, suo, nirei, and kiryu were like "why don't you ask?"

he—while thoroughly embarrassed—went to ask you what you need and how to help. and listened intently to you. he's not "letting you suffer like that again."

after asking both is friends and you, he's gotten better at the comfort and helping thing, that doesn't always mean the best.

the first time you didn't feel like being touched and slapped his hand away he felt like his heart break and he got angry. after that, he started asking to touch you.

sakura is god awful at words of encouragement, so he doesn't even try.

he's also, god awful at good hugs, but- he tries to get better.

something he is good at his getting you out of a situation and to a calmer and, or peaceful place. like, he's pushing though people, guiding you the a crowd and getting you comfortable instantly. no time wasted.

he's also good at listening.

he may not provide good advice or words of encouragement, but he is good at nodding along and listening to you cry (he's internally panicking) or talk about how bothered or irritated you are, if you can.

sakura is still very nervous at holding your hand, but he'll try for you, shaky hand and all.

he's also the boyfriend to suggest food when you've calmed down.

overall - 6/10, he gets bumped up a few points because he's at least trying.

⋆𐙚 ₊.ᐟ AKIHIKO NIREI

yk that gayass notepad/notebook where he has info on like ... everyone? yeah, he has one of those solely for you. he writes down everything. things he thinks he might forget and things he know he won't, yet he just does.

at the start of your relationship, after hearing about how you tend to get overwhelmed or overestimulated easily, he's jotting that down and asking a million questions on how he can help. if he freaks you out, he immediately sputters out apologizes and notes down what not to do.

of course, that isn't to say he walks on eggshells around you.

he's aware of how you don't want to be treated like a toddler but a person who has a couple of extra needs.

best believe his ass gets overestimulated too.

if you don't already have a sensory bag, he's suggesting you get one and is eagerly helping you figure out what to put in it. if your headphones break, you can have/borrow one of his five pairs of headphones. then he recommends which brand to buy next.

he's dragging you and himself out of overwhelming situations.

sometimes he tries to be tough and shit and then suo is next to him, observing the two of you, and then like- heavily encourages the two of you to leave lmao.

you and him, two peas in a fucking pod 🤞🏾

4 liferssss who share similar sensory issues. no joke, he gets you. he's immediately there to help you and quickly judges what method he could try to help you out.

trust he has some crunchy snack in his pocket to give to you that helps take your mind off of the stressful environment.

he has that sweet little smile on his face and there's clear worry in his eyes, "are you okay? s-should we leave, or?"

this boy is attentive asf to your needs. like, he gets happy from helping you. if you're willing, he gives the tightest comforting hugs. i swear he's so fucking sweet.

overall - 9.5/10. he's attentive and understanding, he gets it and he rushes to action. though, half a point is deducted because he himself can be overestimating at times.

⋆𐙚 ₊.ᐟ HAJIME UMEMIYA

umemiya is another person who can be really overestimating, even when trying to help you. however, he is very in tune with your emotions. he makes sure to be able to. hence, he can easily point out when he's doing a bit too much and he tones it down.

umemiya is also a type similar to suo. he's watching you very closely in social settings where a lot of things are going on: sounds, people, etc.

he gets you out.

like, surprisingly, he's very eager to ditch sometimes. especially if its for you, he's out.

he also tells stupid ass jokes; however, they are guaranteed to make you laugh. or at least draw you out of panic and into slight confusion at whatever the hell he said.

"what? am i just that amazing as a comedian i made you speechless?"

that shit makes you roll your eyes at him so much lmfao.

umemiya is a 'i give comfort through hugs' type of person. he is very eager and very willing to give you a hug. if pressure is a way you are able to calm down, he's quickly asking if he can hug you and then gives you biggest, tightest, yet most comforting bear hug ever.

his hugs successfully calm you down. they work every single time.

if that doesn't work, he's at least trying to get you to a calm place or give you something that will help you calm down/distract you.

like, when he starts to notice your typical signs, he's locked in.

full attention on you and mind pondering on what you need. he knows that even a fresh breath of air or a glass of water can help. if you can't immediately leave or anything like that, that is the first thing he does. he grabs you some water and encourages you to drink it.

literally doing everything to help.

the lights bother you? he's covering them with his hands or a jacket. cold? jacket already around you. sleepy? you can rest your head on his shoulder. irritated? let's leave. too much noise? hears your headphones.

if you're the type to be fidgety or mess with cloths and different textures to calm you down, he lets you do it.

whether it be your fingers in his hair, your fingertips rubbing the fabric of his pants or shirt, your hands stroking his, he lets you do anything. if he or something on him can help you, go ahead.

normally, he's quite nonchalant about it. i mean, he knows what to do. this has happened before, its cool.

but the second you start crying, he starts freaking out. he takes a deep breath and kneels before you. his thumbs are quickly wiping your tears and he's speaking to you softly to get to a solution.

"come on, baby. look at me," he coos, "it's okay. i need you to communicate with me."

he's so damn soft and gentle with you. a hand is on your thigh and another on your cheek. "breathe, let's do our breathing exercises, yeah?"

he counts with you, puts your hand or ear to his chest so you can feel or hear his heartbeat. he's always calm and patient in these instances.

and when you calm there's a soft smile on his face with his eyes filled with love. "see, you did it. i told you, you could. good job, baby," he whispers, pressing kisses to the palm of your hand.

umemiya is like your knight in shining armor. he's sweeping you out of a stressful place and to somewhere comfortable. he's grabbing popcorn and skittles, blankets and slippers, and he nearly drags you to the couch so the two of you can sit comfortably and watch a couple of movies and cuddle.

overall - 10/10. the best, i don't exaggerate. you will be calm, and you will feel safe and sound with him.

⋆𐙚 ₊.ᐟ JO TOGAME

certified introvert.

trust, this man knows what it feels like to be anxious or irritated around large groups of people. he doesn't quite feel intimidated or upset when it comes to sounds, textures, lights, and stuff. but he does understand that you do and he aims to either avoid the risk of overestimulation (the bad kind), anxiety attacks, etc. or he strives to make sure he can quickly get rid of your problems.

he hates it when your in pain.

like- he'd kill himself for letting you get hurt even if it was something mundane.

he's more for silent or subtle comforting when it comes to you. sometimes he wants to make a scene, sometimes he doesn't. but he's overall a person who doesn't want you to feel embarrassment or be ashamed from him being extra as hell to comfort you.

like a secure hand on your hip, thigh, your hand in his, little kisses, anything to ground you.

he has them big ass pants with those big ass pockets, just know he's carrying necessities for you if your outfit doesn't allow it.

togame just has a face that calms you down. like his eyes, his smile, just looking at him provides a sense of comfort.

he's also a 'stand behind you in the elevator' boyfriend.

in large crowds, one hand is resting on your lower back, guiding you through the people. and if need be, his other hand is grasping yours. the way he treats you, you'd think you were pregnant with his baby or something. this man treats you like fucking royalty, ok?

he talks you through everything.

you start seeming like you're panicking, or if you actively are, he carefully guide you and sits you down, whispering or speaking softly to you.

"sweetheart? i want you to copy me. don't think about anything else, just me. focus on me," he whispers, guiding you through breathing. his hand is holding yours, his thumb rubbing soothing circles onto your skin.

literally the man.

togame is the type to not wait. first sign, "do we need to leave?"

normally, he works at stalls during festivals, right? he invites you to come with him to work, but if you can't he holds no grudge. fireworks or people too loud? that's cool we leave and watch them from afar.

i mean, him being the introvert he is, he doesn't mind missing out on a couple of stuff. please, he's eager to stay inside with you if possible.

tthough, choji's nagging can be annoying.

he's not so much a person to hug you with pressure to calm you, but he offers to cuddle with him. he kisses the top of your head, soothingly rubbing your back.

if someone is clearly bothering you, he quickly steps in.

togame plays no games about you.

overall - 10/10. the man (of my dreams). caring, willing to carry around your shit, doing everything he can to help, he eats. he's the man bro.

⋆𐙚 ₊.ᐟ CHOJI TOMIYAMA

0/10, why.

choji tomiyama is a pure extrovert. he comes in bright and loud like the sun. the two of you aren't quite compatible.

just like he's done to togame, he like—drags you out. he's definitely a 'lets get out of the house!' typa guy.

he's an extrovert.

hell, he probably has adhd. i wouldn't be fucking surprised. the boy is a ball of pure unaltered energy. he bounces around with the energy and enthusiam as a child. he'd be luffy if he had the damn gum-gum fruit.

he is not the best at understanding that to some people (you), he is very overestimulating. it not until you force him to sit down and talk with you does he get it through his head. you'd have to nearly punch him to get him to focus. im telling you, he's so bad at it.

but he tries.

this ultimately results in "his light dimming." like- he tones it down so much he holds himself back so he doesn't potentially hurt you. despite how he seems, he is extremely adverse to harming you in any way, shape, or form. he loves you.

this sparks another conversation of, how he doesn't need to hold himself back and that its a you problem.

you'd likely have to explain the things you do to prevent feeling too anxious and stuff, which leads to him being verh enthusiastic about helping you.

choji would of course, do the logical thing, ask if you want to leave or grab headphones, or anything to calm you. but since he learned that he should communicate and try and get to the root of the problem he won't shut up.

he's asking you sixty-dozen questions—all of which is to help you—though that doesn't mean it isn't annoying.

choji is also a person to suggest food.

if he picks up that you're stressed or feeling overwhelmed he's grabbing your wrist and dragging you to closest candy shop or bakery to get some food.

he watches you like a damn hawk when you eat too. that bright expression of curiosity on his face as he hopes you feel better.

(i cant think of anything else)

overall - 4/10. he tries. he really does, but sometimes he's not being helpful, just annoying or overwhelming you more. he himself is overestimulating so, he's not doing much. but he tries!

[pacifythots]

there's something so comforting about umemiya's hugs. one part that contributes to it, is they hold no bias. whether you be his family, enemy, or lover—he'll wrap you in his arms with a little squeeze for emphasis. another part is that despite them being universal—for everyone, they all feel unique to the individual he's hugging.

for example, when he leaps to hug kotoha. (one of the times he doesn't miss) with kotoha, he's latched to her like glue, hugging her like a sibling that came out of town to see her.

with choji, it's soft. there's not too much pressure, just the soft feeling of warmth wrapping around his body with the quiet message of 'its okay.'

and with you, there's nothing but pure unadulterated love. of course, he'll turn down the dramatics depending on your mood, but his hugs always tell you 'i love you' without the words coming from his lips. plus, one thing that's lucky about you being his lover, you get a barrage of kisses to go with his hugs.

they're always relaxing, sometimes back breaking, but they always feel so good. you can never get enough of them.

"feel better?" he coos with a kiss to your forehead.

"'course, ume," you smile, leaning into his secure arms. "now keep hugging me."

[pacifythots]

Can i request fem reader reacting to jo togame’s new haircut please?? He looks soo good that reader cant keep her hands to herself (nsfw pleasee) thank you!

ⓘ TOGAME GOT A HAIRCUT! f!reader — smut. kissing, (the usual) teasing, face-sitting, oral (f!recieving), hair pulling, thigh/ass slapping, hint of bj at the end.

hair holds memory.

you've faithfully stuck to that belief ever since you heard it—and now, this makes it more apparent.

the shishitoren v. bofurin fight was an eye-opener for both choji and togame. it's no surprise that they wanted to "turn over a new leaf" or move forward. so why not shed the past? something togame did literally by getting his hair cut.

when you first saw it, there's no denying you were surprised; however, that didn't mean you were upset. "what- is it bad? why are you gawking?" he chuckles, studying your expression.

no, it was far from bad.

in fact, it looked too good.

hence, you couldn't stop yourself from running your hand along his undercut. your fingers brushes along the prickly skin and becoming entangled with the hair he left alone.

a hum leaves you when you straddle him in the comfort of your apartment, acrylic nails lightly scratching his scalp. "you look too good," you whisper.

"do i? i mean i'd assume so from the way you can't stop touching me," he teases, his large hand sliding up and down your forearm, grabbing your hand to press a swift kiss to your wrist. he cocks his head, "ya finally gonna do something about it?"

"maaaybe. if ... "

"if?"

"if—i can sit on your face and pull your hair. or would you rather go straight to fucking and i pull on it?"

togame laughs, "oh im gonna be fucking you regardless, but— "

"but ... ?"

"but- i haven't had this pretty ass on my face in a while. i want it." he playfully slaps your ass, looking up at you with lidded eyes. his tongue swipes along his lips, "c'mon, pretty, you suggested it- don't back out."

"back out? when have i ever?" you whisper with a teasing voice, leaning in to kiss him. "lay down."

he chuckles with a 'yes ma'am' as he follows your orders. he moves the pillows from behind him, his head resting on the comfortable sheets. his eyes watch you undress in a amusement and anticipation.

his hands are already outstretched when you crawl onto the bed and hover over him. "c'mon girl- sit down!"

"shush!" you carefully lower yourself onto his face, thighs encasing his head like earmuffs and your hands rest—albiet nervously—on the headboard. a hum comes from beneath you, causing you to jolt from the vibrations.

there are tentative kitten licks to your cunt, his nose nudging your clit until you feel the wet muscle slide against your vulva, tasting your slick.

"fuck—" he curses into your skin, beginning to lap at your folds, refusing to take a dip into your fluttering hole. "ngh—! t-toga!" your hands shoot to entangle themselves in his hair. they tug and togame can already feel the wet patch in his boxers start to grow.

the strain, the light pain, the prickly feeling, it has his hips involuntarily twitching. your nails dig—scratching his scalp as his tongue slips inside of you.

"yes! that's it—please toga!"

you start to rock, leaning forward from pleasure. he chuckles into your skin, smacking the flesh of your thigh. 'stop movin' damn,' he thinks to himself, groaning as you tug harder.

a whine leaves you and you begin to get up to look at him but his hand lands another harsh slap to your skin, before both of his hands latch onto your thighs and pull them down. his arms keep your legs in place as he licks and sucks, gulping down your fluids.

togame's cock strains in his pants. he's nearly humping the air as he eats you out, groaning and moaning at your taste.

he feels you clench around his tongue; thighs near crushing his head as they tighten. his tongue drives you the edge, a little slurp and a lick to your clit and you gush.

without a moment wasted, he laps at your pussy. slurping and swallowing your release, keeping your twitching hips in place. your strings of moans and whimpers are music to his ears despite them being muffled from the meat of your thighs. he moans as you unintentionally rock, your pussy near slobbering all on the lower half of his face.

togame chuckles when you hurriedly get off of him, in fear of suffocating him. "you didn't have to get up, i would've died a happy death."

"toga!"

you huff and move to the side of him, the large wet patch on his sweatpants catching your attention. "ah- seems i wasn't the only one who made a mess."

he watches you crawl down to his lap and gingerly pull down his pants. your eyes blink in amusement and surprise at the way it springs up. "pfft—cute," you hum, carefully grabbing the base of his length you bite your lip, looking at mess.

"guess i should clean up the mess i made, yeah? plus- this is a proper reward for being so fucking hot."

"oh, so you're cheesy now?"

"you want my lips around your cock or no?"

his eyes look down, staring into those pretty doe eyes that peer up at him. he laughs, "no, i do." his hand runs along your arm and moves to rest on your cheek. "please, give me my reward."

someone save me from my writers block...

[pacifythots]

Hi! Could you write something for Rayne and his s/o bonding with his bunnies? Thank you!

ⓘ petting a bunny is a guaranteed way of boosting the mood. gn!reader + rayne ames. all fluff!

a loud gasp fills the air.

"you have bunnies?!"

rayne nods, "you didn't know that?" you send him a glare. "i knew you liked bunnies, not that you had them," you suck in a breath, "can i meet them?! can i pet them?!" there's a sigh that leaves rayne, he starts pondering if he should've taken you to the store in the first place.

he buys the bale of hay, tucking it under his arm before walking back to his home with you.

you skip into the area he has them in, the bunnies sniffing and hopping with each other. "awwwww!" you almost cry as you see them, "can i touch them?! please, baby, pleaseee!"

rayne sighs, "hold on. you can help feed them."

you carefully take off your shoes and step into the pen with rayne, your boyfriend carrying the hay and whatever other supplies he had gotten for them. a whimper leaves your lips as you make grabby hands, eager to hold the one he just picked up.

"careful," he speaks softly as you craddle the bunny in your arm. his eyes soften at the sight of you being so soft towards.

he picks up the other one, the two nearly leaping from your arms. you follow what he does, carefully holding them and feeding them peices of hay. "what are they're names?"

"fern and rin," he whispers, knowing you'll comment on it.

you blink, thinking about they're names. fern and rin, fern and rin, fern ... and rin ... fern? and rin? oh-

finn and rayne.

instead of commenting about it with a tease you'd normally would, you chuckle and smile. "that's cute rayne," you smile, leaning over to give him a kiss on the cheek.

your hands scratch the bunnies fur. "i should come here more often, just to pet them."

"not to spend time with me?" rayne whispers, raising a quizzical eyebrow. you chuckle, "of course to see you my love. but, i also wanna see these cute balls of fur! i can't believe you hid them from me!!"

"i didn't hide- "

"regardless," you interrupt him, "im glad i got to see more of what you're up to when you're not being all dark and gloomy." you tease and run your hands along the bunny's back.

there's a small smile on rayne's face as he watches you. the animal so calm, and your eyes so soft as you look at it. fuck- he's lucky. "rin, he likes you. he's not a fan of other people. i guess you calm him down."

you smirk, "so just like his owner?"

rayne smile, "yes, just like his owner."

a hum leaves you as you cuddle rin, kissing it with a loud dramatic smooch. it sniffs, crawling closer to you, rubbing against you, tail twitching happily in your arms.

"also- " you start, "i didn't know you loved bunnies so much you'd get some." he sighs, thinking 'here we go.'

"should i get some bunny-themed clothes? would that make you cling to me like you're doing him, hm?" he huffs, not responding tl you, "heyyy, its a cute idea huh?"

"ugh, why." he blushes, turning his face from you, hiding it with the bunny.

...

"maybe ... "

i know nothing about bunnies or how your supposed to handle them. i had zero idea about how to go about this so- here we are. sorry if this was ass lmao.

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massage + suo — nsfw ; not requested ;]

ⓘ SUO, HANDS TO YOURSELF. f!reader — nsfw but not straight smut. massage/workout (ig im thinking like yoga?), kissing, body worship-ish, (the usual) teasing, grinding, + char. aged up 18+ ; trying to desperately get out of my writer's block, for now rqs r closed.

it started with something as simple as, "are you okay?"

you groan, rolling your neck and stretching briefly. "work's been ... eugh," you mumble, popping a hand onto your hip, "as much as i appreciate people enjoying my goods, it's stressful."

suo chuckles, watching you whine about work, though he can't exactly blame you. he's seen the shop when it's busy, and it was not fun. "but!" you smile, wrapping your arms around his shoudler, "i have a pretty boyfriend, so that makes it all better ... " suo hums, tilting his head in amusement. his hands rest on the back of your thighs when he cranes his neck to look at you.

"really?" he hums, taking a hand and rubbing it along your arm. he kisses the skin tenderly.

"then—as a good, pretty boyfriend should—how about i help you relax, hm?" his hand rubs back and forth, "after you get off, we can go to my apartment and relax. that sound good?"

your eyes are looked with his and you can see a glint in his eye, that hint of mischief that you both hate and love to see. "are you up to something?" suo smirks, looking at your skeptical expressions.

"and would you ever assume that? i only want to help my pretty girl relieve some stress, is that so bad?"

a hum of acknowledgement leaves you, lips shut for a moment of contemplation before you speak again. " ... okay, i get off at- five. i'll see you then, unless you want to stay here with me? then again, you should go hang out with your friends. i'll be there!"

suo smiles softly at you. "good," he mumbles against your skin before giving your cheek a peck. "i'll come pick you up!"

he did in fact keep his promise, picking you up from work and walking you to his apartment. when he said "help you relax," you thought of multitude of things that could mean, though- surprisingly, you are met with yoga. albeit yoga with his hands touching you continuously.

a groan leaves your lips as you go from downward dog to the child's pose, resting there as suo's hand pushes down on your lower back. you spread your legs a bit and relax, forming an arch.

"stretching does help you relax, i promise."

you hum, "the massage your giving me?"

"its helping isn't it? i saw you're back was hurting, might as well try to relieve you while you stretch."

"hayato ... "

"hm?"

"that's not my back."

"it's your backside, isn't it?" he teases, squeezing the soft flesh of your ass through your shorts.

you snort, "what are you- 75? this is not the 1800s england, love."

"hey, i said what i said."

his hands move from your ass, rubbing along your skin, thumbs massaging the points that you said hurt. his fingers slide beneath your shirt, pushing the shirt up with his hands.

"mm, hayato?"

he let's a breath, hands stilling on your side. "yes?" he whispers against your skin, enjoying the jolt you make at the sudden air. "what are you doing?" you whisper, eyes remaining closed. "nothing~"

his hands stay resting on your hips and there's no other touches until you feel his soft lips press to the nape of your neck. "h-hayato?" you hear a soft 'shh' before his lips slowly venture down your back. they kiss along your spine, occasionally moving to pepper kisses along the mass of your back, like kisses your shoulders and lower back (if you have back dimples, trust he's giving them attention).

"hayato!" you whine, opening your eyes to look back at him, "what are you doing?"

"im helping you relax? you're enjoying this aren't you? or was you wiggling your ass at my kisses an angry gesture?"

he laughs at the frustrated huff you make. he sits up, his hips in line with your butt that's stuck up in the air. his hands squeeze your hips lightly before his connects with yours. a surprised whimper leaves your lips as you feel hin grind his hips into your ass.

"h-hayato?! what- mm, hayato ... " you whimper, subconsciously pushing your hips into his.

suo licks his lips, leaning down to whisper in your ear. "can i help you relax a different way? at least you know this will help," his clothed cock twitches against you, his lips kissing your jaw.

"please?"

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[!] KISSES P2.

ⓘ part 2 of how mashle boys kiss you! please read rules and warnings of the upcoming content: gn!reader — fluff w/hints of suggestion; incl. rayne, margarette, abel, + abyss. kissing, fluff, spice-ish, + light teasing. i had criminally forgotten rayne last time, so here he is. tagging bc i said i would write it: @mayurin17

rayne kisses softly.

he's not to forceful, nor too light, but just enough to give the right satisfaction. he kisses you like your glass that could be shattered at any given moment. his hand cups your cheek as he leans in carefully to steal your lips for a single moment.

rayne kisses like you like he worships you. especially, when the two of you are in private. his soft lips travel from the tips of your ears, to the underside of your jaw, to your collarbone, down the soft skin of your arms, and to the palm of your hands before he flips them over to kiss the back of them.

if it's truly a special night, he'll go past that, breathing as if he'll soon while slowly, yet softly, kissing down the valley of your chest and down to your stomach.

margarette's kisses are smooches.

they kiss like a grandma meeting her grandchildren. they also kiss with the purpose of marking you up. after all, the deep purple lipstick is for more than show. if anything they start wearing it because the purple looks to good on your skin, paired with the fact that people know your theirs.

margarette grabs your face when they kiss you. again, grandma. they pour love and adoration to the kisses as they nuzzle your face. a happy hum of a tune leaves their lips as they smash them against yours.

"ah, darling, it seems you've got a little something on your face." they smirk as they admire your face littered with kiss marks.

abel kisses like a middle school. he has zero idea what it is or what it looks like to kiss. he was the type to shy away or cover his eyes when people kissed near him, hence he has no blueprint.

he leans in close, still holding the odd wooden doll in his arms. "um, abel?" you whisper, looking down at his oddly puckered lips and the doll in his arms. you look at him and then at the doll, "oh," he whispers before putting it down.

abel carefully holds your arms, "ive never- im not sure how to- " he mumbles until you chuckle. his eyes widen a smidge as you smile sweetly at him before presses a soft kiss to his cheek.

"lets start with that, hm?"

the man let's out a shaky breath, but nods. he leans in close, deciding to press his lips to your forehead instead.

"is that satisfactory?"

abyss kisses like a kid going through the start of puberty. after all, he's been isolated his entire life. who would ever want to be with him? he has the devil's eye after all.

so, logically, he swoons, melting in your hold when your hands cup his face. one of his hands moves to encompass yours, his droopy eyes flutter when he looks at you. he shifts his face to press a soft kiss to the palm of your hand before rubbing it on his cheek.

abyss learns to kiss you with love. it starts from hand kisses, to forehead kisses and kisses on the cheek, to kisses on the corner of your lips, to your lips themselves, paired with soft, loving kisses to your collarbone.

he smiles softly at you after every kiss, whispering a 'thank you,' as if he needs to.

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[!] THE DOCTORS. hcs. gn!reader, whiny!umemiya, needles, light teasing, short ; learned umemiya dislikes needles from his character intro ... i had to write hcs.

going to the doctors with umemiya is like going to the doctors with a child.

when he walks up to you, telling you he has a doctor's appointment to go to, he's shaking like a leaf. yes, the leader of the bofurin, shaking like a leaf.

you'd ponder what the hell he could possibly be getting done for his appointment that warrants umemiya being scared.

he'd crawl in your lap, face burried in one of the main comfort spots: neck, chest, or thighs.

"im supposed to get a shot."

he pinches you the first time you laugh.

after that, it's come to a routine where every time, not just when he knows there will be needles, that you walk hand in hand with him into the room for the entire duration.

"pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease, can i skip it, pleeease. my plants! the tomatoes!"

"the tomatoes will be fine, this is required for all teenagers our age."

you have to practically drag him there.

hiragi was the one who noticed it first, so he simply sighs when he sees unemiya gripping onto you like a newborn baby as you walk from the school.

"would you chill?!"

"no!"

you'd often take him to the café to get snacks or drinks before and after the appointments. and simply judging by the pouty look on his face would kotoha laugh out loud at his resistance.

again, going to the doctors with umemiya is like going to the doctors with a child.

he's taking deep breaths, waiting anxiously for the nurse to return with the several packages needed for his required shots.

you giggle when the nurse says something like, "im glad you didn't skip out this time!"

again, he pinches you.

his foot shakes side to side as the nurse wipes the area on his arm to clean the skin before inserting the needle. umemiya's hand is gripping harshly on your hand and you have to remind him he is several times stronger than you before he let's go.

his bright eyes look the nurse up and down, glaring at the sharp needle in her hands. "what a guest you've brought along, why don't pay attention to them, hm?"

"hm?" umemiya looks at you, maybe it would work at distracting him. his eyes venture from your eyes to your lips.

"would you like a kiss, sweetpea?"

he nods quickly ignoring whatever the nurse is doing to just focus on you.

your kiss seems to distract him until he yelps and both the nurse and you have to yell at him to not move. "calm down, ume ... " you kiss his cheek and massage his thigh until a band-aid is on.

"see! all done!"

he ends up getting a fucking lolipop from the nurse that he sucks on while whining about his sore arm.

"you fight people daily and you act like this?" you sigh.

"hey! needles are exceptions to all toughness, alright!"

"sure, baby."

short but i couldn't really think of too much lol. i js wanted it to be more hc without it turning into a half drabble. anyways, heart <3 whiny umemiya bc he'd act like that with you

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[!] INDIRECT KISSES.

ⓘ a 'smokey kiss' with jo togame! please read rules and warnings: f!reader — spicy; incl. jo togame. kissing, light teasing, sexual tension, + togame smokes in this. ignoring the header, this is in fact a turn-on for him. if you don't like, don't read.

walking up to the roof at the ori was normal for the two of you. often times, shishitoren was a lot to handle, so both you and togame often slipped away throughout the chaos. even if someone caught the two of you, no one dared to interfere with jo togame, the second-in-comand.

the two of you were by no means together (even if it seems that way). you just happened to grow close during childhood and it stayed that way. though, as you grow older, you've started to find togame's little mannerisms and habits that pull your attention.

for example, the way he tilts his head when you talk. he leans down to make sure he can hear you, and often times his eyes are staring into yours as he captures your words.

another thing he does that grabs you is the way he moves his glasses. when he's irritated, he'll tilt his head down, pushing the top of the lense down to look at someone. that, or pushing his glasses up onto the top of his nose using his middle finger. not in an old guy way, but in a cute, needy way.

the most recent thing that drives you insane, is his new found habit of smoking.

theres nothing special to it, at least you don't think so. maybe it's the way he pats the box to get one, or the way the cigarette is trapped between his deft fingers, or possibly its the way the tip of his tongue peeks out before he puts the cigarette between his lips.

regardless, it drives you insane.

you have to restrain yourself from staring needlessly at him, lest he ask. however, you seem to have failed as togame notices you looking.

he adjusts himself, standing up from the concrete floor, "your're starin' mighty hard, y'know."

"hm?" you act surprised, "am i?" crossing your arms, you lean agaisnt the wall, tilting your head while looking at him.

"want a hit?" togame whispers, taking a slow drag of the cigarette before blowing it out. he glances down at you. a lazy, yet strangely passionate look in his eyes.

your lips part in surprise. "wouldn't that be like- an indirect ... kiss?" you mumble, looking down at his feet. you're aware you're being stupid, cringy even. but you can't shake the thought that your lips would be touching where his once was. you stay looking away until there's a huff of amusement next to you. "an indirect kiss, huh?" togame smirks leaning closer to you with a tilt of your head.

"your telling me you don't want that?"

you blink in surprise, lips parted. the corner of your lip catches on your teeth, your eyes watching his as his tinted glasses slide done bridge of his nose.

togame smirks at your silence. he offers the cigarette to you, the smoke wafting from the end of it. your fingers take it, bringing to your lips. your lips touch the paper, pressing down on it. for a moment, you ponder how to breathe. is there a special way? like some weird technique? or do you just inhale? you look to jo to ask but you halt at the expression on his face.

a shaky breath leaves his lips, his eyes are almost crossed, focused on your lips and the cigarette between them.

he puts his on your back, just below your shoulder blades.

"just breathe ... "

too distracted, obsessed with his touch, you inhale too harshly and you feel the air and smoke smack the back of your throat. you pull the cigarette from your lip, coughing from choking on air. there's a chuckle next to you as he pats your back. "i didn't say breathe that hard," he whispers.

togame rubs your back, holding his free hand out for you. "here, let me help."

you take a deep breath, regaining the air in your lungs as you stand up straight. a small cough leaves your lips before you quietly hand him the cig out of embarrassment. "don't be embarrassed, it's your first time," he whispers, looking down softly at you.

he takes the cigarette, eyes looked with your as he takes a drag. and a beat later his hand his forcing your chin upwards with his lips locked with yours.

smoke fills your mouth at he blows out, low-lidded eyes focused on your surprised ones.

you swallow, looking up at him with awe. "what was that for?"

"i said i'd help, didn't i?" he smirks, "besides, you've been staring at my lips for the past 30 minutes. i thought you'd enjoy it. did you?" you felt your face get hot at his words, he always had something to say; some way to tease you.

you huff, "maybe."

togame smiles, bringing the cig to his lips again. "you want another one or should i kiss you somewhere else? y'know without the smoke."

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taking it slow w/ suo ; requested via dms :]

[!] TAKE IT SLOW.

ⓘ FIRST TIMES ARE CRUCIAL, SLOW IT DOWN. f!reader — smut. loss of virginity, hinted fingering, kissing, praise, p in v, wrap it up like they do in the fic, + its short, soft, and sweet.

finally getting to my requests, the other fandoms might have to wait a minute since i am on a wind breaker kick rn. specifically a suo kick.

i love him dearly and rqs r open <3

tagging: @rainee-lesecond

the way suo kisses you is like soft brush of a flower against your hand, perhaps water too? he kisses away every tear, whispering "its okay, that's normal."

he thought of everything, researched this moment, even about human anatomy as he could not fail you when this time came. he shudders from the way you squeeze him his fingers wet from slick and saliva, the taste of you on his tongue transferred to yours as you kiss.

a whine leaves your lips. you arch upwards to him, relishing in the way he kisses you; touches you like you're glass.

"h- hayato ... " you whimper, eyes screwed shut from the pain turned pleasure. "shh," he shushes you, "im right here." he coos peppering kiss along your face and neck.

"my pretty girl, good job," he whispers.

you swallow and open your eyes to look up at him, being greeted by his soft smile and eyes. his hands slide your arms and one grasps both wrists in one hold. "just close your eyes and let me take care of you, okay? you know what to say- or do, if you need to stop, yes?"

you nod, swallowing at the tension of the moment. it wasn't stuffy or scary, it was strangely exciting, arousing.

"words, my love."

he watches with a smile as you nod again, yet there's a "yes," accompanied with it. "good," he coos.

"hayato!" you whine as his hips slowly drag in and out. he shushes you, keeping it nice and slow for the both of your sakes. his speed only increases slightly when you wish, though his force remains light and comfortable.

he nearly cums as you squeeze around him, he wonders what you feel like without the condom as a barrier. though, that was far too great a risk, especially when it's the first time for both of you.

your wrists twists and yank in your hands as you jolt and whimper from pleasure. the sounds that leave your lips, the lewd noise of your cunt meeting his hips, the squelch as he slides inside of you are like a symphony for him. a gutteral groan leaves hayato, a sound that you've never heard from him.

"come on, sweetheart."

his thumb ventures to your clit, rubbing it gently. he chuckles when your hips jump, stuttering in pleasure. "come on, pretty girl. i know," he whispers, close to an orgasm himself.

your moans grow louder, simply more stimulation for his release. he huffs, speeding up just a little, rubbing just a little harder until you nearly scream into his lips and gush around his cock. it doesn't take him any longer at the feeling of you as he spills into the condom.

he smiles affer you both calm down. he brushes the hair sticking to your face away from your pretty glossy eyes.

"hayato ... " you whimper.

"good girl," he mumbles, peppering kisses along your body, rubbing and massaging sore spots with a soft smile.

"feel better?"