#hanamaki thirst

[depravitycentral]

I AM THINKING SO MANY THOUGHTS RN WHO DO YOU THINK WOULD MAKE YOU COCKWARM THEM WHILE YOU STUDY/DO HOMEWORK

He says it helps you focus, but you have your doubts.

It stimulates your brain, he says, and yet the only thing you can focus on is the way his fingertips dig into your sides, pressing against your soft skin just a bit too tightly. He’s holding you in place, but there’s something about the way he’s touching you that makes you think he’s trying to keep you from moving less because you want to, and more because he needs you to stay.

And with the way his breath hitches ever so slightly as you shift in his lap, you’re starting to think you’re right.

His breath is hot against your neck, words airily whispered and growled against your skin as you stare down at the papers sprawled across the desk before you. The black ink is hard to read, but then again everything is hard when he’s got you practically impaled on him, his girth stretching you out and making you squirm.

It’s all so unbearably warm – the swirling in your lower stomach, his breath, the way warm precum slowly oozes out of him and into you with each accidental clench around him. (The latter is accompanied by a small groan as well as the tiniest, oh so jerky buck of his hips upwards, trying to get deeper inside you, to fill you up more and more.)

He says it helps you to get your work done when he’s got you warming his cock, because it serves as motivation to work faster, harder, more efficiently – ironically, it seems to be doing just the opposite. Every thought is taken up by him him him, with the way he’s clutching onto you, his thighs occasionally twitching, his Adam’s Apple bobbing against your head as he shakily swallows.

C’mon, he tells you, his voice seemingly calm, though you can hear the slightest undertone of something hidden in his words. You know this – Professor went over it last week.

You gulp, willing yourself to ignore the way his hand slowly wanders upwards, fingers trailing over the sensitive skin of your sides.

I don’t remember… You mutter, biting your lip as his hand slows to a stop, right underneath your breast.

It’s silent for a moment, before he sighs softly, resting his forehead against the back of your head. Think hard – how much energy is used in this bond…

He’s talking, you know, but you can’t focus – not with the way he shifts you in his lap, trying to get a better view of the paper. You yelp slightly, the sudden bout of pleasure not going unnoticed by him.

His cock twitches inside you.

Now, we calculate… He whispers, and suddenly his hand is moving again, sliding up up up, over your breast and squeezing, your lower lip sitting between your teeth. A slender finger moves to lightly toy at your nipple through the thin material of your tshirt. He audibly gulps behind you.

Just like that, that’s it. He encourages, watching as you drag the pencil across the paper, your movements sluggish and weak. It makes him feel good, watching the way you struggle – all because of him.

Almost done, finish baby. Please, please finish. He tells you, and you’re finally able to put your finger on the underlying tone in his voice – desperation.

You can’t help the way your pussy clamps down, making his hips snap upwards, a small shudder racking his body. You can feel the muscles underneath the tshirt he wears tense, moving his body to press flush against your back. Fuck. He grips your tit particularly hard, harshly hissing between his teeth at the pressure of your velvety walls around him.

The air in the room is thick with desire, his fingers impatiently pressing at you, his thighs flexing with the strain of controlling himself. It’d be so, so easy to pin you down to the desk – your pants are already off, your pretty hole sucking him in like you need him, and with how wet you are around him, he’s sure you want this just as badly as he does.

He licks his lips, watching as you scribble the last few numbers – 3, 2, 1…

You finish with a sigh, letting the pencil clatter to the ground, and suddenly your whole world is turning upside down as he groans and grasps your waist once more, spinning you around so that you’re facing him, a leg on either side of his body. You steady yourself with two hands on his chest but it’s too late – he’s bouncing you up and down before you have a chance to even breathe.

F-fuck baby, so smart! He moans, his head lolling back slightly, eyes shut tightly. His lips part, uneven breaths spilling past them as he moves you up and down, faster and faster and faster, his own hips driving upwards to meet you.

He’s fucking you so deep, his tip rubbing right against the spot that has you seeing stars. You can’t even try to hold back the whines that bubble in your throat, but he doesn’t care. He wants to hear you, and as encouragement, a hand moves down to slap at your ass.

‘m so – so damn proud, my smart baby, fuck fuck fuck – He’s blabbering, incoherent as he struggles to hold off his orgasm. The pleasure is mounting and mounting, but he’ll be damned if he comes before you. You were so good, working so hard and diligently, and you kept him all nice and warm and wet and fuck how are you still so goddamn tight –

He’s gripping you even tighter than before, your poor tits bouncing in every direction as he uses you like his personal sex toy. It’s carnal, the way his hips snap into yours, balls clapping against your ass over and over. He lets out a particularly loud gasp, head falling forward and letting his teeth lightly sink into your shoulder, squeezing his eyes shut as his abs contract and tighten and ache –

Come for me come for me come for me, he begs, his voice thin and uneven, the desperation clouding his every thought. Fingers clumsily find their way to your clit, rubbing in circles that make you gasp and shudder.

Soon it’s all too much, your orgasm hitting and fuck, the way your walls flutter and massage his length makes him lose his fucking mind, the pleasure so intense. He’s nearly sobbing as he cries out your name, clutching you against his chest and moving to wrap his arms around you. He’s fully fucking into you now, his hips snapping up into yours hard enough to leave you physically bouncing, and the choked, gasping sounds falling past his lips as he comes leave your head spinning.

There’s just so much of it – runny and off-white, spilling down around his cock and running down your thighs, dripping down onto his balls and he shudders and heaves, still fucking up into you like you’re some kind of personal drug. It’s euphoric; he doesn’t want the moment to end, feeling you in his arms, clinging onto him and murmuring his name. It’s perfection, but all too soon your wet, spongy walls are too much for him, the oversensitivity leaving his brain scrambled.

He slows to a stop, chest heaving as he keeps you tucked against his chest, sweat formed at his temples as he murmurs your name. Over and over, like it’s some sort of prayer – and to him, maybe it is.

Your homework, complete and neatly filled out, lays forgotten as he hugs you tighter, burying his face into your neck. Declarations of love slip past his lips, slurred and so grandiose it almost scares you. You’re just classmates, both attending the same university – nothing close to actual lovers, and certainly not in love. He’s just a classmate who offered to help tutor you. And yet, as he slowly, oh so fucking slowly, pulls out of you some twenty minutes later, you can’t find it in yourself to care.

He does help you keep up your grades in the class, and you really can’t fail this chemistry class, can you? It’s worth it to sit through the sappy, somewhat deranged confessions of how he wants to keep you with him forever and ever.

After all, he’s not serious, right?

Kei Tsukishima, Satori Tendou, Tadashi Yamaguchi, Morisuke Yaku, Takahiro Hanamaki, Aran Ojiro

(Honorary mention to those who have you cockwarm them so they can focus – you’re sat in their lap, with your head resting in the crook of his neck. One hand sits comfortably on your ass, the other scribbling across the paper or highlighting the textbook. His lips are wet from licking them, his heart rate so damn high as he tries to ignore the way your pretty body feels against his, your pussy all warm and wet and snug against the sensitive skin of his cock. He twitches, shudders, his whole body desperate to just move, to fuck that pretty cunt of yours that all spread out on him.

It's an accountability thing, more than anything – with each problem he finishes, he allows himself three good, solid thrusts into you. It’s a slow, methodical fucking, one that makes him all the more needy for you. He likes the delayed gratification of it all – the way he has to physically pause and count to ten before he starts his work again, trying to focus on literally anything but the way you sound moaning his name, how your nails feel against his back, how your thighs clench around his abdomen. He tries to focus on anything but the way he wants to stuff you so full of his cock that you’re crying, blabbering and dependent on him to even think.

And once he finishes his work? Oh – it’s over for you, and your poor, perfect little cunt.

He’ll destroy you.

Tetsurou Kuroo, Ryunosuke Tanaka, Tsutomu Goshiki, Yuji Terushima, Atsumu Miya)

[tulip-room]

Aoba Johsai

Iwaizumi

Annoying (fluff)

When They Knew (fluff)

Oikawa

Surprise! (fluff)

My Prince (fluff)

When They Knew (fluff)

General bf hcs (fluff)

Matsukawa

Nothing yet

Hanamaki

Nothing yet

Karasuno

Daichi

Nothing yet

Sugawara

Nothing yet

Asahi

Nothing yet

Kiyoko

Nothing yet

Saeko

Nothing yet

Nishinoya

Nothing yet

Hinata

Nothing yet

Kageyama

Funny Thing (ANGST)

When They Knew (fluff)

General bf hcs (fluff)

Tsukishima

Nothing yet

Inarizaki

Kita

Melody (fluff)

General bf hcs (fluff)

Osamu

Are You Too Chicken? (fluff)

Chef’s Kiss (fluff)

General bf hcs (fluff)

When They Knew (fluff)

Coffee Stains (series)(hurt/comfort)

Atsumu

Your Body, My Temple (smut)

Why Him? (fluff)

When They Knew (fluff)

Suna

My Love (fluff)

Excuses (fluff)

When They Knew (fluff)

Pixy Stix (series) (fluff)

Nekoma

Kenma

Nothing yet

Kuroo

Tie (smut)

When They Knew (fluff)

General bf hcs (fluff)

Lev

Nothing yet

Alisa

Nothing yet

Miscellaneous

Bokuto

Nothing yet

Akaashi

“I Love You” “…still?” (Angst)

Forever Falls Apart (series) (hurt/comfort)

Sakusa

Rocker! Reader headcannon (smut)

Cheat Day (fluff)

Crush Next Door (series) (fluff)

When They Knew (fluff)

General bf hcs (fluff)

Komori

Nothing yet

Ushijima

Wallpaper thirst/headcannon (smut)

We Already Said Goodbye (angst)

Just A Girl (fluff)

General bf hc (fluff)

When They Knew (fluff)

Tendo

When They Knew (fluff)

Semi

General bf hcs (fluff)

Rules! NAVIGATION

[avocadotoasting]

haikyuu boys and their icks

sfw | gn reader | crack

wears a suit when they record tiktok lipsync videos because they swear it’s good thirst content (it isn’t.) when they show you to impress you it is extremely difficult to watch. they keep showing you more of their videos until you react.

semi, lev, tendou

does NOT know how to cook at all. is no help in the kitchen and just hovers over you awkwardly until the food is done.

kenma, ATSUMU, koganegawa, sakusa

chronic mansplainer. it’s not malicious, but they’re especially guilty of doing it when it’s something they only know a tiny bit about. the rest of their monologue is speculation. they feel very smart after the fact, even if everything they said was completely wrong. they do not fact check.

TSUKIKSHIMA, akaashi, futakuchi, daishou

even when you’re both in a hurry, he will always drive at exactly the speed limit. when you inevitably reach your destination late, he blames traffic.

daichi, ASAHI, ushijima, KITA, komori

his dating app profile does in fact have a picture of him holding a fish.

NISHINOYA, aone, kyoutani, osamu

vlogs his daily life in hopes of making it big on youtube; sometimes gets in your face and records what you’re doing.

tanaka, hanamaki, SUNA, gao

whines and drapes over you in front of your friends when you aren’t giving him enough attention. in public.

yamaguchi, oikawa, BOKUTO, hoshiumi, IIZUNA

sometimes wears those shoes that have the slots for each individual toe and insists on wearing them because they’re “better for his feet.”

hinata, kageyama, IWAIZUMI

wears underwear and socks well past them having holes or tears and refuses to buy more.

matsukawa, goshiki, KONOHA, ARAN, hirugami

wants you to call him daddy in public, even in non-sexual, non-romantic situations. everyone hears it and it makes every errand with him awkward.

ukai, KUROO, yaku

[splitontendo]

pairing: takahiro hanamaki x f!reader

synopsis: having no money and the worst job leads you to dark places, answering a strangers roommate ad. leading you to meet the roommate from hell, who happens to have the solution to your problems and isn’t too bad at giving head.

01 | what does lore mean?

masterlist | meet the characters | next

fun facts!

goshiki, tendou and you have all accidentally sent ur guys thirst traps to the group chats at least once.

shirabu & you both work(ed?) at a shitty coffee shop.

you have a small big crush on semi :3

+ A/N — hiii guys we’re back! ;) HEAVY projections on the barista life <<< that job traumatized me enough for me to at least get a story out of it ;( anyways i hope u guys are enjoying it so far! ♡

[dira333]

The I'm definitely not a creep Fanfic Rec - @shoulmate Edition - part 1

I don't think it's a secret that I'm a huge fan of Shoulmate's works. I just love how she manages to mix humor with real life. There are so many plot twists you'd never expect as well as heavy hitters that make you think.

Since I don't read suggestive or spicy stuff you'll not find her whole masterlist on here, but it's a pretty close call.

I organized the list from A-Z because I could never choose a favorite, but it's too much for one post, sooo.... have fun with A-I

The one where you get carried on their shoulders - Reblog Edition (Absolutely adore her take on this for Ushijima)

Drabbles edition - Suga, Daichi, Bokuto, Akaashi - short reader

Friendship fics

Akaashi/Bokuto/You when you need someone but you don’t think you need someone - part 2 (This one I read again and again and again)

Hanamaki/Matsukawa/You  - Care Package

Akaashi (@luvring just saying)

Akaashi - Mondays are the worst (One of my absolute all-time favorites. I read it everytime Life sucks)

Akaashi - Migraines (the plot twist had me clutching my chest)

Akaashi- when you need someone but you don’t think you need someone 

Akaashi - he attracts the crazies (Friendgroup of Bokuto, Kenma, Kuroo…) (I live for Friendship centered fics)

Akaashi - office pranks (I wanna do this to him so bad)

Akaashi - Love at first sight (ft Jackals) - if I could get a free wish I'd probably wish for a part two of this... Just for Bokuto trying to set them up

Aone

Aone - You meet Aone at a conference (this one was written for me!)

Aone - Teddy Bear on the Court (We live on Futakuchi slander)

Asahi (@screamin-abt-haikyuu I already sent you this, but you know)

Asahi - Panic Haircut (That could happen to me)

Atsumu (Shoulmate always makes me fall in love with Atsumu a little more)

Atsumu - proposals and princesses

Atsumu - Red String of Fate part 1 - AO3 Unraveling

Atsumu - Playing with your daughter

Atsumu - Portrait - Part 2

Atsumu - nothing fits

Atsumu and the happy birthday stomach bug

Atsumu - important questions (yes, Shoulmate, prove again how good you are at plot-twisting)

Atsumu - weighted blanket

Atsumu - Therapy (an important, lovely read)

Atsumu - when other things got more important (angst)

Atsumu - learning to clean (ft sakusa)

Atsumu - Birthday wish

Atsumu - of contracts and falling in love part 1 part 2 part 3 

Atsumu - taking thirst traps (vent fic) (not as suggestive as it sounds)

Bokuto

Bokuto - hard days

Bokuto - good listener

Bokuto - when you need someone but you don’t think you need someone - part 2 (it's the Akaashi and Bokuto friendship fic but I'm totally feeling Bokuto in this)

Bokuto - Birthday Surprise (it's so Bokuto coded I could cry)

Bokuto - taking his sweatshirt (YES!!!)

Daichi

Daichi - breaking a law never sounded so good (No one gets Daichi's funny side as well as Shoulmate)

Daichi - Daddy

Ennoshita

Ennoshita and crushing on your coworker (heart eyes)

Goshiki

Goshiki - Period Pains (I howled at this. Ushijima and Goshiki interactions are too pure)

Hanamaki/Makki

Hanamaki is the love of your life

Hanamaki - Confessions part 1 part 2 part 3 (I have to say I got secondhand embarrassment at the end but it's so precious!)

Hinata

Hinata - showing off

Hinata - showing you off  (YES!!!)

Hinata - Hinata from the concrete (such an interesting take on it!)

Hinata - Pixel Buds

Hoshiumi 

Hoshiumi - Don’t look now but… (plus Team Japan) (I cackle everytime I read this)

Hoshiumi - not a run-through-the-airport kind of love

Iwaizumi (I know he's not my favorite, but these fics make me like him a lot)

Iwaizumi - who has the best arms of Team Japan?

Iwaizumi - getting old together - only a horizon away

Iwaizumi - Oikawa is the best matchmaker part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, AO3 Going for Gold

Iwaizumi - bad with directions (this was so funny)

Iwaizumi - Morning routine

Iwaizumi - matching costumes

Iwaizumi - Costume Party (this was sooooo sweet)

Iwaizumi - the blind cat

Iwaizumi - where our life is

Iwaizumi - can you please take my phone from me

Iwaizumi - Team Interview - falling for the manager (ft Team Japan)

Iwaizumi - checking each other out

[remuswriting]

MASTERLIST

All links will take you to the Tumblr version of the story. Majority of these have been uploaded to AO3 and have been edited.

This is organized in alphabetical order by fandom, character's last name/ship, and title of fic.

If you’re unsure of where to start, here’s my portfolio aka a masterlist of my favorites.

HAIKYUU!!

Multiple Characters

— gender and sexuality headcanons

— random headcanons

— karasuno transfer student

— reader + karasuno tweets (1) (2)

Akaashi Keiji

— the night sky

— random texts with him (2)

Bokuto Kotaro

— deserve

— reading thirst tweets

Haiba Lev

— random texts with him

Hanamaki Takahiro

— scary movies (and you)

Hinata Shoyo

— halloween decorations

— kisses

— one piece live action (tweets)

— reading thirst tweets

— secret dating

— the sun

— thirst trap

Iwaizumi Hajime

— day off

— painting pumpkins

— random texts with him

— take your time (i'll be here)

Kageyama Tobio

— resentment

Kozume Kenma

— cut the cameras

— off topic

Kuroo Tetsuro

— random texts with him (2)

— random tweets

Miya Atsumu

— congratulations

— online friend

— meet me in the pouring rain

— reading thirst tweets

— ridiculous

— trust

Miya Osamu

— and how the stars shine

— depends, who's asking

Miya Triplet

— the narrative

Nishinoya Yuu

— typos

Oikawa Tooru

— cut the cameras

— interviews

— koi ponds

— random texts with him

Sakusa Kiyoomi

— reading thirst tweets

— where the wind takes me

Sawamura Daichi

— you keep me close

Sugawara Koushi

— hold me tight

— nsfw alphabet

— skirts

— show me

Tsukishima Kei

— cruel

— dinosaur cookie jar

— first words

— goodbyes

— home

— study partners

Ukai Keishin

— an ocean away (sequel to next to you)

— next to you

— remember that night

Yamaguchi Tadashi

— starter

— sweaters

— a sight for sore eyes

KUROKO'S BASKETBALL

Kuroko Tetsuya

— articles

MERLIN

Mercelot

— A False God

— In These Private Moments

MY HERO ACADEMIA

Class 1-A

— How Class 1-A Reacts To You Coming Out As Trans

Bakugo Katsuki

— blue shoes

Shinsou Hitoshi

— stereo/speaker

— yearning

Tokoyami Fumikage

— sweets

OURAN HIGH SCHOOL HOST CLUB

Fujioka Haruhi

— confessions

[hoeforinarizaki]

Hello There! Navigate Here:

"Welcome to hoeforinarizaki's page!"

I'll make it clear i write only for haikyuu on this tumblr account, but if there are other fandoms you want me to write for just go to my main @sparklingbluerose !

At the time, my requests are open so ask away. I don't really have any restrictions so go as wild as you want. Except maybe Character x Characters, since i'm not too good at writing those types of things (though i'm an IwaOi shipper–)...

POSTING SCHEDULE!

I already thought of this beforehand...so i guess i'll write down the schedule here as it's easier to understand.

MONDAY.

TUESDAY.

THURSDAY.

FRIDAY.

SATURDAY.

I removed Wednesday and Sunday because i sometimes end up not posting something at all, and i actually want to follow this schedule so Wednesday is basically a small break to be able to get enough idea and motivation to write. My family and i usually go out to church and eat out together on Sundays, so that'll also be counted as a break somewhat.

REQUESTING PAGE!

I will write anything and everything you want, but i guess there's always going to be rules. Not to worry! I won't put too many restrictions since i want everyone to enjoy and say what they really want to read. And so, here are the do's and dont's.

DO NOT...

Request extremely kinky stuff (piss, knife play, etc.)

I am fine with kinks actually, but extreme stuff are a bit too much for me to actually write. Sorry about that.

Be rude to others in any way (racism, insulting, etc.)

I want this to be a good place for people to express themselves without any judgement! Please be mindful.

Make multiple requests at the same time.

Having people tell me too much stuff is a little overwhelming, and so maybe make another request once i finish the first.

YOU MAY...

Send me anything in my inbox, ranging from requests to questions to venting. I'm all ears and listening is what i mostly do, so please just type away.

Tell me what you want me to write whether it be triggering or just pure smut. I'll make sure to put the warnings i need to at the start. Feel free to ask to get tagged.

Chat with me and call me whatever you wish. Let's be good friends, it would be nice. Send me lots of memes since i laugh at everything and anything, though.

CHARACTERS || LIMIT:

The request limit for individual characters is 10.

However!

If you request teams, i will do all of them.

I write for everyone! From main characters to side characters, heck i'll admit i'm a simp for everyone, especially Futakuchi.

Complete Character List...

KARASUNO

Hinata, Kageyama, Tsukishima, Yamaguchi, Sawamura, Sugawara, Nishinoya, Ryunnosuke, Azumane, Ukai, Takeda, Hitoka, Shimizu, Kinoshita, Ennoshita, Kazuhito, Saeko

NEKOMA

Kuroo, Kozume, Morisuke, Lev, Alice, Taketora, Akane, Nobuyuki, Shibayama, Fukunaga

AOBA JOHSAI

Oikawa, Hanamaki, Iwaizumi, Matsukawa, Yahaba, Kyōtani, Watari, Kunimi, Kindaichi

FUKURODANI

Bokuto, Akaashi, Konoha, Washio, Sarukui, Komi

INARIZAKI

Shinsuke, Atsumu, Osamu, Ojiro, Rintaro, Omimi, Ginjima

SHIRATORIZAWA

Wakatoshi, Tendō, Semi, Goshiki, Shirabu, Yamagata, Ōhira

JOZENJI

Terushima, Bobata, Misaki, Futamata, Numajiri, Īzaka

DATE TECH

Futakuchi, Takanobu, Moniwa, Sakunami, Onagawa, Nametsu, Kamasaki, Fukiage

NOHEBI

Suguru, Naoyasu, Kazuma, Yoshiya, Yamaka, Isumi

Writing Forms...

SCENARIOS. Whether short or long, i'm happy to know you enjoyed thinking about this and picturing it internally XD

HEADCANONS. Got anything you want to be briefly written in these terms? Then go ask away! I'll take it on.

ANGST. My whole blog might be filled with angst tropes, because why not? I'm a little obsessed. Up to you though.

SMUT. I'm supporting all horny thoughts and my fellow lovely thirsty people out there ;) whatever it is, just ask.

FLUFF. If you need some serotonin, i'm definitely going to make my writing just diabetic as that depression /hj

PLATONIC. You wanna feel like the lovechild of a ship or be your favorite character's bestie? Then type away.

DISCORD:

I'm thirsting on haikyuu so much, and this is the only fandom i've been attracted to longer than the rest i've been. So if you have any active discord servers related to haikyuu in any way, please chat me and give me a link i'm just a simp 🤣

And also, i just want to make friends. So if you're thinking the same, don't hesitate to send me a hello 👌 (i don't bite at all lol...no but seriously i don't fr–)

Masterlists...

MAIN MASTERLIST

Thank you for visiting @hoeforinarizaki!

[kitcubus]

༉‧₊˚✧ KITSU'S FAVS ! ──── that includes u.

FANDOMS ! ──── give all em love.

genshin impact. tokyo revengers. my hero academia. haikyu!! . obey me! . tears of themis . ー free! iwatobi swim club (accepting thirsts but not writing requests.)

WRITING LIST ! ──── sumn wetter than the ocean ?

genshin impact ー baizhu , ayato , kaveh , al haitham , thoma , diluc , itto , childe , kaeya , zhongli , pantalone , dottore , scaramouche , pierro , etc. ( pls lmk if u want me to add sum1 ! )

tokyo rev ー manjirou , sanzu , kakucho , mochi , takemichi , kokonoi , ran , rindou , izana , kisaki , kawata twins , etc. ( there r actually a lot. pls lmk if u want me to include sum1 , ill think abt it.)

haikyu!! ー hinata , kageyama , sugawara , asahi , oikawa , iwaizumi , matsukawa , hanamaki , kuroo , kenma , fukunaga , kita , miya twins , suna , kai , etc.

obey me! ー mammon , lucifer , satan , leviathan , asmodeus , beelzebub , belphegor , barbatos , diavolo , simeon.

tears of themis ー the cast ( literally ) . i wont be accepting requests for now , but thirsts are a hundred.

[depravitycentral]

Aoba Johsai Masterlist

Quick reminder that all my content is yandere, so please proceed with caution! Themes including (but not limited to) violence, kidnapping, non-con, stalking, etc are found in the links below! Please be responsible; no one can police your internet intake but yourself. Another quick reminder that absolutely everything is set in the timeskip for obvious reasons!

TOORU OIKAWA

Profiles:

General profile

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Headcannons:

Dick headcannons

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HAJIME IWAIZUMI

Profiles:

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Headcannons:

Dick headcannons

Thirsts/miscellaneous:

Watching you masturbate

ISSEI MATSUKAWA

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Headcannons:

Dick headcannons

Thirsts/miscellaneous:

TAKAHIRO HANAMAKI

Profiles:

Fics:

Headcannons:

Dick headcannons

Thirsts/miscellaneous:

Studying while cockwarming

KENTAROU KYOUTANI

Profiles:

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Headcannons:

Dick headcannons

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AKIRA KUNIMI

Profiles:

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Dick headcannons

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YUUTAROU KINDAICHI

Profiles:

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Dick headcannons

Thirsts/miscellaneous:

Whimpering during sex

[endeavorslut]

♥︎ mimi • 19 • unhappily employed

♡︎ minors and ageless/empty blogs do not interact!

♡︎ all characters i write for are 18+ in my works

♡︎ this is a dark blog. i both create and interact with content that may not be suitable for all audiences.

♡︎ the aforementioned dark topics include but are not limited to: stepcest, incest, age gaps, dubcon, noncon, yandere, monsterfucking, etc.

♡︎ i personally do not take requests because i’m not in any place to commit to them. this is strictly for my own entertainment

♡︎ most if not all of my content will be nsfw, i’m not too interested in reading or writing sfw/fluff

♡︎ i only write x reader content and character x character poly relationships or threesomes with the reader. no interest in oc’s unless they’re my own, x reader. female reader only as it’s within my comfort

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♡︎ im extremely kinky so feel free to drop whatever thirsts that tickle your peach into my inbox— just no pedophilia or bestiality

fandoms plus the characters for whom i write:

this isn’t to say i won’t write for others, just most of my works will focus on these characters

aot

— erwin, grisha, kenny, levi

𝗯𝗻𝗵𝗮

— all might, bakugo, dabi, endeavor, kirishima, shigaraki

death note

— ryuk

haikyuu

— daichi, hanamaki, matsukawa, ukai

jjba

— joseph joestar

naruto

— orochimaru

[kissingchoso]

Thinking of telling your closest friend Takahiro Hanamaki that you have had the worst luck when it comes to sex.

No one ever seemed to make you finish properly and you’ve always had to use whatever high you’re on to bring yourself to an orgasm. He shakes his head in disbelief, surprised that you’re confiding in him like this but also to think that no one has ever put you first. It sounds like a crime in of itself.

“I always put my partner’s first, are you fucking kidding me? Nothing is hotter than watching them cum from my fingers or my tongue, shit gets me going,” he explains, leaning back on his palms as he takes your embarrassed form in.

“Well, you sound like a dream. With you boasting like this, I’m sure your partners have been very satisfied,” you giggle, moving in the open in front of the both of you to pick a potato chip from the bag that laid innocently between the two of you on your bed.

He’s not one to think before he speaks, especially when hanging with his close ones. Friendships like these should have no filter, at all. “If you want, I can add you to that list.”

“What?”

“It’s no big deal, really. Friends do it all the time, y’know. Don’t believe me, ask Issei and Tooru.” Fucking, Matsukawa?! Tooru, understandable, yeah. But he managed to saddle in one of the most emotionally unavailabke motherfuckers you’ve ever met?

His smooth chuckle freezes you in place, staring at him with a dumbfounded expression as he removes the chip bag and laying it to rest on your nightstand table. He was serious. Beyond it, even. While his eyes read amusement from your shocked face, there’s a clear hunger hidden behind them as he zeroes in on your personal space.

Then came the warm hand lightly pressed on your exposed knee, a comforting presence but you can tell he’s restraining himself from exactly pouncing on you without any clear permission. You can feel the warmth of his fingers seep through the material of your bottoms.

There’s no shame to it, really. People have ‘with benefits’ relationships with almost anyone they can get their hands on if it meant a good fuck from the arrangement.

Even though it’s all pure speculation, Hanamaki does seem like the type to leave the both of you more than satisfied by the end.

Before you can open your mouth, he’s speaking again, warm breath fanning across your lower face. “Barely even have to lift a finger, just tell me if I’m being too rough, okay? Unless that’s what you’re into,” his wink sends a flurry of butterflies through your lower abdomen at the prospect.

All you could do was nod, completely starstruck at his lustfilled gaze. He gives you another look as if to make sure you’re properly okay with this before he gently placed his lips on youre,

A small part of you is surprised to find out that the strawberry haired boy actually has the softest lips you’ve ever felt before. A mixture of sweet and salty is how you’d describe the taste, of him, too dazed to notice that he’s pulled away slightly to gauge at your expression.

Upset by the lack of contact, you whine slightly before looping your arms around his neck and pulling him back in. Hiro chuckles at your state, complying to your wishes without an ounce of hesitation. The both of you fall back on the sheets with him on top of you, lips being pushed back and forth against each other in a heated fashion that leaves you dizzy.

When he pulls away again, he doesn’t give you the opportunity to complain before he’s shrugging off the loose sweater he chose to wear today. It struck you this is the first time you’re seeing him shirtless in a really, really long time. Despite attending every last one of his games in the past and having more than one beach day in high school, you haven’t had the chance to explore what has changed since then.

Still holding a lean form, you note the slight sunburn on the tops of his shoulders, likely from the recent trip he took to Argentina when visiting Oikawa. He marvels under your stare, allowing your eyes the chance to drink him up before he’s undoing his jeans and belt buckle, standing up off your bed so that hr can slide them down his legs.

Of course he’s hard. The imprint at the front of his briefs intrigues you, makes you want to lean over and take him in your hand, and possibly your mouth if he’ll be so kind to. But that’s for another day, clearly. It’s not long before he’s coming back onto the bed, hovering over you before he’s kissing you again, pushing himself between your spread legs.

“Doin’ so good for me baby, ‘m proud of you. Can I undress you?” He whispered against your lips. The praise makes you melt under his touch, nodding quickly without having to consider his request. That was the effect he has on you at the moment.

And so he does, sitting back on his haunches not too long after to strip you down. There’s a fire that is hidden behind his gaze as he watches the way your chest stutters with each breath you take, or the way your thighs slightly shiver in anticipation when he trails his fingers up your thighs slowly, giving the place where you need him the most the slightest of attention.

You yelp, hips lifting to search for him once more. “You want me there baby?” he asks again, voice dropping an octave as his eyes never leave your pelvic area. Dark brown eyes watch a tiny bit of the fabric darken under his touch, and his thumb is suddenly there, teasing you through the layer of cloth to watch the spot widen some more.

You nod but he can’t see you. Not when his eyes are fixated down there and his other hand is lightly caressing your hips. There’s no other choice for you but to tell him! Never mind how embarrassed you may feel or how your statement will never leave his mind for the rest of his life, you need this now!

“Please, Hiro. Just fuck me,” finally the words left your mouth. You could swear the shit eating smirk on his face grew wider, but he still complied to your request. On his terms though.

Without giving you a second warning, your underwear is off your body. It’s tossed somewhere behind him, likely next to his own pants before getting comfortable between your legs, wrists looping around your inner thighs.

“Not gonna push you too hard tonight, but I think you can cum for me twice, right darling? One from my tongue and the other from my cock,” he coos softly, planting a gentle kiss on your inner thigh. “Been good up until now, I’ll play nice with ya~”

And he does! You’re taken aback by the skills he has with his mouth, driving you to and from the edge multiple times all the while never giving up on his ministration! Your fingers mess with his shirt pink hair, pulling him closer to the place you most desire from and he allows it. He allows the desperate touches, allows you occasionally close your legs around his head and even allows you to pull your hips back if you get too overstimulated.

You need this, he reminds himself.

All he could do is deliver you to that sweet, sweet release where you’re crying out his name so prettily. A manner of which he’d never thought he’d hear from you but he fucking loves the sound of. He collects everything on his tongue, only to sit back and show you that he’s done his part and swallow right in front of you.

“How do you feel?” he talks you through any emotions you’re having, ready to pull the plug when necessary. Yet, when you smile at him and ask him for ‘one more, please?’ his cock jumps in his underwear.

“So fucking good for me, I’ll make you feel better, darling,” he starts, already rolling down his briefs. “Fucking hell, I know I’m not gonna last.”

He’s pretty, you note. Seven inches stand tall, curving to the side and a lovely head that resembles the color of a ripe strawberry. Feel free to stare all you want though! He appreciates you lustful stare, especially when he senses your gaze on him while he fishes a condom from the wallet in his jeans.

It rolls on with little to no issue and he improvises by using mixture of your of your essence and a bit of his own spit to lube himself up. There’s no way you can look at Hanamaki the same after this, not when he’s slowly inserting himself inside until he completely bottoms out inside of you.

His concentration is beautiful, the furrow of his brows, slightly parted lips, the determined look in his eyes as he watches you for any discomfort. Once he moves, both of you are goners.

His pace he sets up reminds you of a tempo of a really good song, where the pacing picks up at some point and slows down enough to the point where you can enjoy it. It steals your breath away when he hits the deepest parts of you, chest tightening as he himself staves off his impeding orgasm for you.

Then came his voice. “Bet none of them assholes made you fucking feel good like this— shit. Sucking me in so good, baby, tell me how you feel,” he tells you, a newly discovered timbre to his voice as he watches you with interest.

“S’fucking good, Hiro. I-I’m gonna ahh gonna cum soon,” you announce, desperately reaching for him once more. He leans into your touch without an issue, falling into your warmth as he presses kisses against your neck and his thrusts become sporadic.

One certain brush of his hips has you keening, thrashing underneath him as your orgasm hits you like a brick. He detaches from your bruised neck in time to witness your beautiful downfall, moaning in appreciation of how absolutely fucked out you look. It gets him off too, not too long after filling up the condom with no second thought about it.

His moans mix with yours and you swear hearing him is the best thing ever. Beautifully pitched, so raw and real, you wished you had heard more tonight.

And then he’s carefully pulling out of you, discarding the condom properly before joining your shivering form in bed. Aftercare with him is a bit different, but it’s nice. He kisses your cheeks, mumbling about how he’ll be right back before he’s jogging off to take care of you.

Hanamaki Takahiro, a good friend and an excellent fuck.

© This work was created by: @kissingchoso. Do not share, repost, or recommend on any other platform without consent from the author.

[diorissei]

recently read some seijoh4 frat au fics and omfg these men are so toxic so fucking devious and yet, so hot. my god…the story and characters were just so well-written like ugh even the dialogue was attractive so now I shall provide u with some of my own seijoh4 frat hcs (and this is coming from someone who’s in a professional frat)

i’m not sure if i should tag the writers i was inspired by because I don’t want to come off as weird and i don’t want to make them uncomfortable so pls lmk if you would like to be tagged and credited ty!

note: this is my first drabble/piece of writing here. please leave some feedback if you would like 🥺 also this is loosely based off my own experience in a fraternity lol

ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ…………………………………………………………….

pairings: matsukawa x f!reader with hints of iwaizumi and hanamaki

content warnings: 18+ content, all characters are aged up 18+, college/frat au, male x f!reader, alcohol, hazing, emotional manipulation, humiliation, use of pet names (sweet thing, babe, etc), some misogyny, seijoh4 being dicks, mild (?) choking, recording without consent, suggestive themes. if you don’t like it, please don’t read.

tbh I see seijoh4 as members of a super selective business frat (ΣΕΨ sigma epsilon psi) bc I’m p sure it’s canon that seijoh is a private school and the boys come from money

the executive board: president: oikawa | vp: iwaizumi | secretary: mattsun | treasurer: makki

most professional frats are co-ed, but seijoh’s been a majority male frat for a while now so when you, a freshman, attempt to rush because you want to break out of your shy shell and become a strong-willed business woman, you immediately become a subject of interest to the exec board

their frat had won you over with their presentation on the importance of inclusion and voice in the business environment and an added plus was the acceptance rate of their members into big corporations and law firms

each exec board member gave a speech detailing their position and goals for the year and you remembered how deep and smooth their voices sounded. they were excellent speakers and you hoped they would help you become successful and dominant just like them

as their eyes swept over the crowd of wide-eyed, innocent potential new members (boys and girls included), you noticed that their eyes lingered a little bit too long on you

to the exec board, female pledges were always the best. they were always so eager to please and do well, but little did they know that sigma epsilon psi was just as cruel as the outside business world. so why not start early?

ΣΕΨ always had a pretty big turnout at their interest meeting bc of the power they held not only in terms of popularity but also their academics. (the insane attractiveness of the board was only an added plus)

most members have stellar gpas, were TAs (teacher assistants), and held internships at the most competitive companies. you heard a rumor that a recommendation from a brother could get you just about anywhere.

but you also heard that the rush process was insane

the exec board preached professionalism in everything they do their members and pledges, but during rush month, the facade comes off and they became different men entirely

if you even received a bid from them, you heard that the rush and social events were humiliating and degrading as everything you did for them would be for the sake of the frat, for the sake of your loyalty to the brotherhood

Cheers erupted all around you as the sticky ping pong ball landed in the cup right in front of you. “Fuckkk,” you groaned. This was the fifth time that the ball landed in your cup. You looked up at your partner, the secretary of Sigma Epsilon Psi, Matsukawa Issei, only to find him staring back at you with dark eyes. At first, when he had asked if you wanted to be partners with him for beer pong you inwardly cheered, but now you realized that the universe had other plans for you.

Matsukawa laughed at your misfortune and removed the ball from your cup. He picked up the red solo cup and used it as an opportunity to sling his arm over your shoulder. The tall man towered over you as he held the cup to your lips. If it weren’t for the current situation then you might have actually enjoyed the sight. It’s no secret that the executive board of Sigma Epsilon Psi was easy on the eyes. “Come on y/n. Drink up,” he goaded as he pushed the cup against your plush lips.

Noticing your hesitance Matsukawa spoke again. “You do want to get in right? You want to become a strong business woman right? Isn’t that what you told me during interviews?” he asked, voice dripping in mirth and sarcasm. He was right; you had to get in no matter what. This process, this frat, these people, all of it was just a means to a hopefully money-filled end. “Come on y/n, Makki’s team is winning and I’m not trying to iron his damn suits for him for the next month,” complained Matsukawa.

His eyes watched as Makki’s partner picked up his cup and began chugging. He looked at you expectantly but this time his eyes had a darker glint in it. Fuck it, you thought as you picked up your cup and downed the jungle juice mixture in one swallow, ignoring the burn as the liquid traveled down your throat and into your stomach.

“Atta girl,” said Matsukawa as he released his tight grip on your shoulder. His eyes looked you up and down, lingering on your swollen lips and flushed chest. The business formal blouse you had to wear to every meeting and party as a pledge was now stuck to your body, outlining the curves of your body and the ridges of your bra. Matsukawa’s hand gripped your waist as he leaned down to whisper in your ear. His warm breath sent shivers down your spine. “Flip the fucking cup and make me proud babe.”

You set the cup down and tried to flip it onto its open end. People cheered as you and Makki’s partner raced against each other, trying to flip the cup but failing. Fuck fuck fuck. Your head was pounding and you were sure your face was flushed a bright red as the party raged around you. Your back was soaked with sweat and your whole body felt hot, not to mention the heat coming from Matsukawa’s large hand as it rested on the curve of your ass. If you couldn’t flip this you would have to drink from the bitch cup, a cup that was filled with every single alcohol that could be found in the frat house. You couldn’t drink from that cup. You just couldn’t. That cup would fuck you up and put you at the mercy of the executive board.

You bent down, not noticing that your ass kept brushing against Matsukawa’s front. You tried everything. Gentle taps and quick flicks of your wrist, but that stupid red solo cup kept bouncing off the table’s surface. It kept falling down and your ears were filled with the sounds of plastic ricocheting off plastic. It didn’t help that the pounding bass of the speakers was making your headache worse. You were getting more and more nervous and just as you were going to try again, cheers erupted from Makki’s side. The male pledge’s cup stood upright on its wider end.

Fuck, your bid is getting revoked for sure now.

“Aw, y/n,” groaned Matsukawa, “Were you even trying? Stupid girl, now you have to drink from the bitch cup.” He didn’t look the slightest bit disappointed. The smirk he had on since the beginning of the game never left his face.

“And as your partner and your secretary, I get the honors of delivering the bitch cup to you.” Not wanting to disrespect a brother, no less a member of the executive board, you nodded and followed him to the kitchen. Shame flooded through your body and if it wasn’t for the red flush on your cheeks you swear you would have been even redder.

“Iwa, pass me the bitch cup. This sweet thing lost so now she has to drink from it,” laughed Matsukawa as he motioned to the muscular man leaning on the fridge. The vice president, Iwaizumi Hajime, passed the dark haired man the godforsaken cup and looked you up and down. “Damn, she looks fucked up. I don’t know if she can even drink this,” chuckled Iwaizumi. “Nah, no worries, that’s why I’m here to help,” said Matsukawa. “Right, y/n?”

Again, voiceless, you nodded.

“Good girl.”

He quickly got behind you and tilted your head up. “Wait- what are you doing?” you asked, head jerking away from his hand. “I’m just helping you drink from the bitch cup. Don’t worry about it babe. Now stay still.”

His left hand came up to cup your face, the silver rings cooling your burning face while the other hand lifted the bitch cup to your mouth.

Fuck. You felt tears begin to well up on your lash line, but you wouldn’t let yourself cry. You got yourself into this mess and now you were going to get yourself out of it, no matter how attractive these men were. No matter how much you wanted to crumble at their feet and let them do whatever they wanted to do you.

“Now open wide pretty girl,” cooed Matsukawa as his left hand squeezed your lower jaw. The praise sent another burst of heat down your body and your core clenched. Obediently you opened your mouth and looked up at Matsukawa with wide eyes. You swore you heard Matsukawa whisper fuck under his breath. You felt humiliated and yet, this might be the hottest thing you’ve experienced in college.

You could only watch as a steady stream of alcohol was poured down your throat. Matsukawa’s hand was so large that it wrapped around your throat, holding you still so the alcohol could flow right down your throat and so he could feel your throat contracting with every swallow you took. His fingers applied a light pressure to your throat and you could feel the warmth of his body as his chest was pressed to your back. He felt so toned. You felt dizzy. Your vision started to blur but you forced yourself to focus on Matsukawa’s blown pupils and the large banner hanging in the kitchen that had the letters ΣΕΨ embroidered on it in teal. If not for the liquid in your mouth, you would have moaned. So much for preserving the last shreds of your dignity.

“Damn,” you heard Makki remark, “She looks like a natural, right Iwa?” The vice president gave a grunt in response, more focused on watching your throat bob up and down. He wondered what else your mouth was good at as he watched the streams of alcohol miss your mouth and instead, flow down your chin and onto the formal blouse you wore.

Out of the corner of your eye you could see Makki with his phone out and flash on.

“Fuck, you’re almost there,” groaned Matsukawa. “You look so good like this, y/n.”

The taste of soju and truly burned the back of your throat and you were sure that you were going to see imprints of Matsukawa’s fingers and rings on your neck the next day, but you continued swallowing that crude mixture.

All for the fraternity, right?

[geronimowrites]

Seijoh 4 x GN! Reader Imagine

18+ | MINORS DO NOT INTERACT | Age in bio

Imagine being in an established poly relationship with the Seijoh 4, who constantly bully their little crybaby SO just because they love their reactions. I can see Maki and Mattsun ambushing you out of nowhere, one of them grabbing you and holding you still while the other dumps ice cubes into your underwear. They’d both hold your arms afterwards, watching as you tried and failed to squirm away from the ice, not releasing you until it all melted <3

Then imagine Iwa and Oikawa coming up to you during random parts of the day while you’re at home, one of them pulling you into their chest, making you think they’re just going in for a hug. That is, until the other quickly strips you of your pants and underwear, leaving you bare and running away with your clothing. You could whine and cry all you wanted, but they wouldn’t give them back until you’d bent over for them, showing off your dripping parts and hole all prettily exposed just for them to look at and use <3

[saintodo]

thots: makki’s only fans

♡ note: uh….yeah <3

♡ word count: 646

♡ warnings: gn!reader, sex work/only fans, talk of nudes, doggy style fucking, consensual filming

i love the idea of people mistakenly assuming that you’re the breadwinner between you and hanamaki. it makes sense, you have a well-paying stable job while he’s been unemployed and “in between jobs” for the longest time. they just assume that he’s your deadbeat boyfriend, who’s mooching off of you.

neither you nor hanamaki really say too much when people have the audacity to make jabs right to your faces. you just uncomfortably laugh and try to divert the conversation, but hanamaki straight up just doesn’t give a fuck. he laughs and slings his arm around you and agrees with them. he says something along the lines about how he’s practically your sugar baby. it normally gets the other person to get real awkward and drop the topic, maybe even walk away under the guise of some excuse. you always get embarrassed by his antics, but let him get away with it.

i mean, the other person should feel weird for trying to pass judgement on your relationship like that, especially when they don’t know shit. if they did, they’d learn that you’re not the money maker in the relationship, hanamaki is.

as one of the top 1% creators on only fans, hanamaki makes a shit ton of money, way more than what your salary is worth. he’s incredibly successful, it’s safe to say that people love his content. whether it’s simple nude photos or videos of him jacking off, his audience eats that shit up. but his most popular videos are the ones he films with you.

you’re so supportive of his career, which hanamaki is so grateful for, but he was pretty surprised when you first offered to join him in a video. when he asked what made you want to, you just shrugged your shoulders and said “gotta make sure everyone knows you’re mine.” his cock immediately chubbed up at the subtle possessiveness in your tone.

the rare videos you make together are carefully filmed to ensure your faces are always hidden. hanamaki doesn’t show his face anyways in any of his content and he’s not going to let anybody see yours. the lewd expressions you make when you’re bouncing on his cock are reserved for his eyes only.

after he posts content with you in it, hanamaki always gets flooded with comments talking about how fucking hot your body is or how cute your breathy moans sound. damn right, he thinks. hanamaki agrees with them, he knows damn well how much of a catch you are.

sometimes he reads replies where the user says something about how they could fuck you so much better than hanamaki or how you need a real dick in your life. he snorts whenever he comes across them. he doesn’t get mad, but he does file those comments in the back of his mind.

people are surprised when hanamaki uploads another video with you right after posting one with you in it. the videos you appear in are normally few and far between. clicking to view the recording, it shows hanamaki fucking you in doggy position. your back curves so pretty as hanamaki drills his cock in and out of you.

“nobody can fuck you like me,” he muses aloud. the slick sound of his hips hitting the curve of your ass fills the pauses between his words. “c’mon baby, tell the camera who fucks you the best.”

you moan when he lands a resounding smack on your ass and press your face further into the pillows. “a-ah! it’s you, you fuck me the best, fuck me so good and deep. feel it in my throat,” you babble, rocking your hips back against hanamaki’s cock.

“that’s right, baby.” he smooths his hand over your ass, pressing his thumbs into the dips of your back. “you were made for my cock.”

safe to say, people got hanamaki’s message.

[elysianslove]

Which of the haikyuu men would enjoy getting choked the most? And which one should would prefer choking? I love your writing hehe

ugh this ASK. also thank u sm lovely <333 

warning; choking, breath play, degradation, humiliation 

HAIKYUU MEN THAT PREFER CHOKING 

iwaizumi hajime

ugh first person that popped up in my head. loves to see his much larger hand wrapped so tight around your throat, gripping tightly enough to leave bruises. oh my god the bruises. just littering the sides of your neck. gorgeous. and he lives for both the feel of your breath hitching every time his hand comes around to choke you and how fucked out you always look. loves loves loves to choke you when in missionary, with your hips raised up, nearly bent in half as he leans over you. he keeps your upper body down with a tight hand around your throat— and the way you squirm so much and cry and beg for him,,, he’s a goner. 

miya atsumu

this bitch fucking loves it. if he discovers it’s your kink somehow, he’ll do it out of the blue mid-sex to stun you, and it’s the most satisfying feeling ever for him: the way your eyes widen and the feel of you clenching tightly around him. he just thinks you look so so so pretty with a hand wrapped around your throat!! also loves to snake it down to play with your nipples and chest. just. he lives to overstimulate you in every possible way. his favorite way to choke you is when he’s hitting it from the back, and he just lifts you up (possibly by your hair) and keeps your back pressed to his chest with a hand around your throat. ugh so sexy of him <3

tsukishima kei

omg... loves to humiliate the shit out of you. “this gets you off? you like it when i’m rough? dirty, dirty.” he makes you feel so awful about it, but that’s only outwardly. he can’t help but adore how perfectly your throat rests in his hands, the way you lean so leniently into his touch, how responsive you are, how braindead you get from just that one action. loves to choke you when you’re sitting spread out between his legs, a mirror preferably before you, one hand between your legs, toying with you, the other wrapped gently around your throat. he doesn’t need to have a tight hold to keep you in check after all :) 

suna rintarō 

oh my god this man does it all the time, during sex or not. you’re just standing and chatting with him and he has a hand wrapped around your throat endearingly, nodding to your words lightly, the slightest smile or smirk on his face. does it in pictures all!!! the time!!! does it when he’s pulling you in for a kiss too!! but his favorite would have to be when you’re sitting all pretty on his lap, riding him just so perfectly, rolling and grinding and swiveling your hips, and his cock’s filling you up so well, and his hand just travels along your chest, up to the base of your throat, smoothing his thumb along your neck and then you throw your head back!!! what a sight !!!!!!!!!! 

matsukawa issei 

are you kidding me??????? are you kidding me?????? this man. this man. his fingers are so long and thick and his hands are so big, and his fingers are always, always adorned with silver and black rings. when i say he loves to choke you, i mean he loves you to choke you, and in every possible way too. he loves to do it as he’s fucking into you, just grabbing your neck, gripping your throat tightly and just forcing you to tilt your head back and consequently arching your back into him and he just goes, “atta girl,” or something like that. but !!! he also just ,,, he makes you choke on his fingers basically, and the rings he wears are always glistening with your spit and he’s always grinning so wildly when you cough and gag ugh

bokuto kōtarō 

shit he loves it. LOVES IT. like grabbing your throat with both his hands and squeezing loves it. bokuto gets lost in his pleasure and seeing yours so easily that when it comes to choking, it’s instinctive. it always turns into breathplay and that led to a couple of ,,, not very nice incidents where you genuinely couldn’t breathe and had to wheeze out your safe word, but over time he started to get the hang of it!! and you in turn started to trust him more!! he just loves the sight and feel of pounding into you and bending you in half as he squeezes at your throat and derives you of oxygen. just that dependency on him. he lives for it. 

konoha akinori 

he teases, he teases so much. when he chokes you, it’s much more for show and for the idea of it than the actual action. like you get so obedient and fall so pliant for him the moment his hand just simply comes to rest around your throat that he never has to exert any strength into it. he just thinks you look so stunning like that, all for him. and he loves it when you personally grab his hand and bring it up to your neck, all bashful and shit it drives him insane he won’t be able to stop smirking at you ugh. 

sugawara kōshi 

this sadist shit knows what he’s doing when he chokes you, and the most infuriating part is he acts all innocent and clueless about it. if you ever ask him to choke you, he’ll pretend to not know shit as he brings his hand up around your throat, asking in a teasing voice with the cheekiest, most mischievous grin ever, “like this?” but he’s squeezing the sides of your throat so perfectly and resting his palm ever so gently and his hand fits so snug around your throat that there’s no way. there’s no way he doesn’t know what he’s doing. loves to talk shit and degrade the hell out of you in the most faux innocent way as he’s fucking you. just, “aw, poor baby wants me to be mean?” 

HONORARY MENTIONS; daichi sawamura, semi eita, akaashi keiji, kuroo tetsurō, kyōtani kentarō, aran ojirō, sakusa kiyoomi, meian shūgo, (possibly) kita shinsuke, shirabu kenjirō, (sometimes) satori tendō, timeskip!hinata shōyō

HAIKYUU MEN THAT PREFER GETTING CHOKED 

miya osamu 

hear me out. osamu loves when you ride him, like it might be one of his favorite positions ever. everything about it is so perfect to him. and although he’s naturally more dominant in bed, having your hand slither up to rest around his throat is so. electrifying to him. especially if you’re even slightly smaller than him, specifically your hands!! like there’s no way you can actually dominate him but— it still feels like he’s in power, but he’s completely putty in your hands too. idk just choke this man he needs it <3 and !!! and he loves loves loves it like shivers up his spine loves it when you’re kissing him and cupping the back of his neck then one hand comes around to wrap around his throat to pull away from the kiss and push his head to tilt a little to suck at his neck he’s just. wow.

oikawa tōru 

he looks so, so, so fucking gorgeous with a hand wrapped around his throat. it doesn’t matter the position, he just always looks so good getting choked. like as he’s fucking into you from above, just grab him by his throat and pull him in for a searing kiss and he might just cum in that moment. or squeeze at his throat as you use it for leverage to bounce on his lap and watch his eyes roll to the back of his head. and !!! he’s huge on breathplay too (receiving and giving). he’s obsessed with how fuzzy his head gets from the lack of oxygen and always begs you to do it when he’s about to cum. he sounds and looks so fucking GORGEOUS pls im in love w him

kageyama tobio

i like mean kags, i like dominant, rough kags. but get this. shy kageyama. kageyama as a stuttering mess. kageyama who nearly cums in his pants when your hands wrap around his throat for the first time. i’d say that’s how he developed a choking kink, by letting you try it on him for the first few times. he fell in love with just. everything about it, from the feel to the concept itself, and eventually fell in love with the idea of choking you. but honestly, he much prefers your hands around his throat, even if he’s the one completely in control of everything. 

hanamaki takahiro 

he likes it because he’s a little shit that gets off of tormenting you. you’ll be choking him and he’s grinning up at you maniacally. he loves it of course; it genuinely does feel really good, both you squeezing so tight around him and your hands squeezing at his throat, but he loves annoying you about it even more. just grinning up at you the whole time as your ride him, or if he’s above you and your hands start to slip, he’s grabbing at your wrists and going, “ah, ah, ah,” like :| maybe you should kill him while you’re at it. but no he fucks harder when he’s getting choked so,,, maybe save the murder case for later 

goshiki tsutomu

idk i just wanna make him cry. he probably does cry when he gets too sensitive, but anyways he loses all coherence the moment you wrap your hands around his throat. his entire body goes limp and you have to fuck yourself onto him. his eyes are rolling back, all dewy and pretty, and his tongue is slipping out slightly and he’s drooling and his eyes start to cross with his cheeks all pink and streaked with tears and he’s trembling beneath you. ugh he’s so cute, please choke him more often. he’s in love with it. 

HONORARY MENTIONS; yamaguchi tadashi, kenma kozume (is very much a switch when it comes to choking though), lev haiba, koganegawa kanji 

HAIKYUU MEN THAT CAN’T IMAGINE HURTING YOU 

aone takanobu, asahi azumane, kindaichi yūtarō, lev haiba, (pre-timeskip) hinata shōyō, yamamato taketora 

HAIKYUU MEN THAT DON’T KNOW WHAT THEY’RE DOING

tanaka ryūnosuke, nishinoya yū, also haiba lev, sometimes ushijima wakatoshi, ginjima hitoshi 

[mulberrysilk]

bully!makki who sees a guy from your class(the one u dont have with him) talking to u and he has you in a mating press while at ur place basically yelling you off on how ur his and how that guy that was talking to u doesn’t know how much of a whore you are for makki and makki only💗

Hanamaki Takahiro x reader

cw: bullying, toxic relationship, manipulation, dubcon, Makki spits in your mouth, coercion , degradation

M I N O R S D O N O T I N T E R A C T

Your spirits lifted the moment you entered the familiar classroom, glancing at the seats and happy not to be under the the scrutinising gaze of Hanamaki. Here, you felt like a normal student, a normal human, just going to class without the fear or consciousness of making a mistake, or pleasing anyone.

You take to your usual seat in the class, in the mid section behind those nice girls who’d catch you up on the latest news or gossip in campus, or the latest trends. What you didn’t expect was for him to sit next to you. You had been hesitant to be sitting beside him, scared it might get you in trouble but you rethought it, he wasn’t here. It wouldn’t hurt to stop giving the nice guy vague, cold and single worded replies.

He was a nice guy, very nice. Semi was his name, if you remembered correctly.

“I—I think it’s cool you’re in a band,” you murmured, and instantly he lit up beside you, victorious to have heard more from you than silent nods or mere hums.

And just like that, you two kicked off, talking in between the lecture about music preferences and favorite musicians.

But luck wasn’t on your side, Makki who had finished class earlier strode along the corridor with his best friend, your class about to finish too. He was just picking you up as usual. He didn’t expect to have peeked into the class to see you sat beside some boy, one that was all too familiar from his highschool days. The worst of it all was you were smiling, laughing even, giggling softly at whatever he said, an expression he rarely saw you wear with him. His mood dipped and his fists clenched.

When the class was dismissed and you quickly packed up your things, saying goodbye to your friends hastily knowing you shouldn’t keep Makki waiting, he plastered on a smile for you.

You heart stopped at the smile etched on his face, thinking of how handsome he looks when he does smile like that, almost kindly. Makki didn’t miss the way you tucked into his side when you noticed Issei’s presence, wanting to tease you about being scared of his best friend. He placed you in the middle, sandwiched between them as they walked you back to your dorm, Makki finding it cute how you’d squeeze or clutch tighter to the fabric of his jacket when Issei spoke to you.

“See ya tomorrow man,” Makki patted his friend shoulder, letting you walk into the dorm room first before following you inside.

“H-how was your day to—,”

His hands slammed on the wall, the sound loud against your ears as they were placed on either side of your head, trapping you. The smile he had earlier, gone and replaced by a scowl. He nudged his knee between your legs, parting them.

“What did you think you were doing?” His voice lowered dangerously, your eyes wide and looking up at him in fear. So pretty, he thought.

“I-what are you talking about Hiro?” You whispered, scared to raise your voice. You whimpered when Makki nudged his knee on your heat, the fabric of his jeans rough against your crotch.

“Did you enjoy talking to him? Don’t lie cause I saw you smiling so sweet and cute with him,” he husked against your ear, his one hand collecting your wrists to hold it above you, unwillingly making you push your chest out, arching your back.

“Hiro…he’s no one,” you told him, lip quivering and bitten when he’d bounce you on his knee. “I swear.”

He stared at you momentarily, though it felt like minutes with how unreadable they were. You hoped he’d believe you, you didn’t want to make him angry. You didn’t like him when he was angry.

Makki let go of your wrists, letting your hands fall to your side not moving an inch.

“Okay then, baby,” was all he said before he hoisted you over his shoulder, carrying you like you weighed nothing all the way to your bedroom, dropping you on the bed as he made quick work of removing his clothes. Jacket, shirt and jeans a pile on the floor.

“H-Hiro,” you whimpered, inching back to the headboards, away from him. “I—not now…” you looked away from him, denying the tingling sensation of desire in your lower belly. You couldn’t possibly truly want him, not after all he’s done to you.

“Awe what’s wrong? You want it to be him instead, is that it?” He seethed, standing between your legs, forcibly parting them despite you not resisting.

“No…I don’t want him,” you muttered under your breath, clutching your sheets. “Please, Hiro,” your plea caught his attention, his hands halting on your thighs. “Please, believe me. I—,” you swallowed your pride. “I’m yours. No one else’s.”

God, it was better to hear those words from your lips rather than him telling you. His eyes shut momentarily, humming at the rush it sent through him.

He could be nice and be loving to you or he could be mean, degrade your so he could feel your cunt clench around his cock, spit in your mouth, make you cry from pain and pleasure. The latter sounded way more fun.

Makki’s eyes opened, staring down at you with a gentle smile that lured you to believe it was a comforting one, your heart fluttered and soon after dropped all the same.

With your knees pushed to your chest, his hands gripping your thighs tightly, panties ripped and thrown aside, Makki ruthlessly pounded into you. The bed creaked and the header slammed against the wall over and over, each thrust as if the wind was getting knocked out of you.

“H-Hiro!” You moaned and cried, his cockhead nudging against your cervix, and in this position, effortlessly brushing your g-spot. “Ah—too—much—,”

“Cant use your words baby? Am I fucking you dumb?” He cooed, mockingly, pushing your thighs further, stretching your hamstrings. “Look at you. Taking my cock like the good little whore you are. Don’t you feel like a liar? Lying to that guy in your class by looking all innocent and cute when you’re just a slut for my cock.”

He couldn’t get reply from you except for heavy pants and moans, along with your walls hugging him tighter, pulling him in desperately.

“Fucking whore,” he leaned over, pressing his torso over you and spitting into your parted lips, groaning when you swallowed with the dazed out look in your pretty eyes. “Hold your legs for me.”

His eyes observed the way your body rocked with his thrusts, tits bouncing so entrancingly he wanted to squeeze them or suck on them. Once your hands held the back of your thighs as he ordered, he leaned back to get a good look at you. Glad that you had been obedient.

“Say it baby, let me hear you say how much of a slut you are for my cock,” he smacked your rear, making you moan. “Only a whore like you would like that,” he teased, smacking the other cheek too. “Say. It.”

How could you say it? You couldn’t gather much right now except for the delicious scrape of his cock along your walls, how he stretched you and yet words left your lips before you could even think them, all shame leaving you.

“I-I’m a slut for Hiro’s cock. Want only Hiro!” You babbled, his thrusts getting faster and his thumb toying with your clit the way he knew would drive you crazy. “M’ Hiro’s cumdump…”

“Hell yeah you are,” he groaned, loving the way you were spreading your lower lips with your own fingers, slick dripping from your hole. “I’m gonna paint you with my cum. Now just stay like that and let me fuck you hm?”

The next day in that same class, you didn’t sit in your usual seat, remembering the sight you when you were getting dressed in front of the mirror, words written with marker on your skin. One just above your cunt and two on your inner thighs. The words ‘Hiro’, ‘cumdump’ and ‘cum here’ with an arrow staining your skin.

A reminder from Hanamaki.