#it's very very late

[osamusriceballs]

Waking up- Part II

Atsumu x femReader - Part I with Osamu here

Words: ~ 1k

Warnings: NSFW

About: Waking up with Atsumu- the steamy version.

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A slight shiver runs down your body, and you stir around while you slowly wake up from your pretty dreamless sleep.

Something warm suddenly covers your body though, something heavy that instantly releases heat, followed by something that surrounds you completely. The heavy weight on top of you pins you down when you try to squirm again, and your hands weakly move upwards, only to feel the warmth on top of you- and to be met with a bare, wide and absolutely naked back. 

Your brain is still too foggy to realize that there is a naked man lying on top of you, but a sudden jolt runs through your body when you feel a soft pair of lips against your neck, leaving a feather light trail of lazy kisses on your skin. You subconsciously tilt your head to the side, allowing the lips to follow the line of your neck to your collarbones, the kisses sweet and slow, and the hot breath you feel on your skin makes you shiver once again- for a different reason this time. 

Your slowly open your eyes, finally fully realizing that there is a someone on top of you- only to be met with blonde hair and the half of a bare back, only halfway exposed under a blanket that covers you both. A body you slowly realize belongs to Atsumu Miya.

Any sane thought leaves your head when he starts sucking on your skin, softly biting and caressing the spot with his tongue, causing one of your hands to tangle in his hair and pressing him closer to your body. It takes you another few seconds while Atsumu keeps on sucking on your skin, until you realize that both of you are naked- and all of your memories from last night are completely gone. But whatever made you both land in the same bed without clothes, you don’t question it when he slowly moves upwards to your neck again. 

You feel him harden against your thigh and involuntarily try to move your hips upwards- until he hastily repositions his body and slides his cock between your legs. You feel him rhythmically move his cock between your thighs and rubbing against your slowly wetting pussy- and it feels good, so so good-

You arch your back at the sudden stimulation, the unexpected friction casing your thighs to clench together, and you feel Atsumus’s muscles on his back tensing at the sudden feeling. His face is buried in your neck, his breath now heavy and warm against the shell of your ear, and you slightly tug at the strands of his hair, until he moves his hips faster, fucking your thighs sensually and rubbing his cock against your clit, causing you to slightly whimper. 

Your nails scratch down on his back when he suddenly speeds up, and a low whimper escapes your lips while your chest arches against his, but his heavy body presses you back down again, caging you against the bed and him and keeps you in place. 

Your breath hitches, and you gasp audibly when he brings one of his hands between your bodies, his hand barely able to move while being caged between your bodies, but still kneading and grabbing your breast, rubbing and pinching your nipple until you gasp for air and your legs start shaking. You should be embarrassed by how easily he got you aroused, how easily he made you needy for him, with your body aching for more, aching for him to properly fuck you- but it’s just so hot how he fucks himself between your thighs, how he expertly moves his body, like he knows what you want, what you carve for, and you know that he is reading every single sign of your body, every reaction of yours to make sure that he is fucking you just the right way. It feels so good, so natural, you feel like he brings you to heaven with how good his body feels against you.

His cock now moves smoothly between your legs, your wet arousal making him slide easily between your legs- and you feel your orgasm slowly building. His breath gets heavier too, and you can feel his cock twitch, knowing that he is close too. 

It only takes a few more thrusts, a few more moments of him being so, so close to you, until you clench your thighs, your body erupting in a sudden orgsam, while the tip of his cock keeps rubbing between your legs. His body suddenly stills, with a groan leaving his lips, and his cock twitches, his cum coating the bed and your legs, the hot liquid running down your thighs and mixing with your own arousal.

Your heart beats heavily in your chest, your arms shaking, but still holding onto his body and pressing him closer against yourself, making sure that he stays right where he is. 

Atsumu Miya just fucked your thighs. 

And you came from it.

It takes you a few moments to realize what just happened, and heat suddenly crawls to your cheeks. What does that mean for the both of you? You enjoyed it, without a doubt, and he did so too, you’re pretty sure of it, judging from the way he came so much between your legs. Your hands slowly comb through his hair, his face now softly nestling against your cheek, and pressing soft kisses to your skin while slowly exhaling through his nose.

His hand moves to your chin and slightly moves your face until you tilt your head, and his lips meet yours. You barely caught sight of his face, but he looks so hot with his bed-hair, his cheeks reddened after what just had taken place, his eyes filled with an unexpected softness and care.

His lips move against yours, a groan leaving his lips when you return the kiss and lean more into him, and the moment feels so perfect, so sweet, you want to lay under him forever- only to almost get a heart attack when you hear a door open, and you abruptly move your head towards the sound of the noise. 

A stunned Osamu just looks at the both of you silently- and slowly turns back and closes the door without saying anything. 

You turn back to Atsumu- only to see his smug- and insanely attractive- grin as he leans forward and simply kisses you once again.

[attercopus]

someday, your head will lay cradled on the lap of an imam who tells you that you pray with the same hands as your mother and recite with the same dedication as your father, and you will be that boy you were that day. wiping your tears as you clutch their prayer mats so your sorrows do not stain into the fabric. you will wipe your tears again, so they do not drip into his fabrics and he will kiss your head--- and he will tell you that your tears are not vessels for filth. and you will always be that boy who cries; with great love for all your anguish.

[nonebinary-leftbeef]

DEVASTATING the lyric you've been mishearing is better than the real one

[takkyb1]

Too holy 😣

[d-does-art]

*Swaps your captains*

I re-drew this a little better.

[nipuni]

🤭 I would have liked to see this in between

[evercelle]

hold that heart close... happy birthday, wanderer!!

[druid-for-hire]

[images ID: three images of a comic titled "one must imagine sisyphus happy" by druid-for-hire. it is a visual narrative beginning with someone with wrist pain (depicted by bright orange nerves) working at a drafting table. the reader is shown the same wrist as the person uses it for many everyday tasks such as carrying a grocery basket, pushing elevator buttons, typing, and doing dishes, until the pain dissolves all the panels into chaos. the person then performs several physical therapy exercises until the pain subsides. they sit back down at a desk with their laptop, sigh, and begin typing. a small spark of pain reappears. end id]

a fun little piece i made during the semester and submitted into our school comic anthology! (which you can buy at the Static Fish table at MoCCAFest in NYC ;] ). it's about artists and injury

[wangxianficfinder]

oh I wasn’t aware it was feeding the ai. I’ve inserted hundreds of fics into chatgpt for their continuation or for a different plot within the same context just for fun and out of curiosity… but I’ve never posted any of them…

Indeed, anything that is given to AI it can use later to draw from. That's why it doesn't matter if you post them or not as it has now access to those writers' texts without their permission.

~Mod L

[morebird]

Gale of Waterdeep

[abisalli]

detective work 🔍❓

[the-phantom-peach]

I love them so much I will shove my entire fist into my mouth ❤️

[mangozic]

archivist be upon ye

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

so how about that update, huh

[corvidinthewoods]

i love you “boring” trans people. i love you trans people who prefer to keep your transition or exact feelings on gender private. i love you trans people who dont want to be leaders or activists or role models. i love you trans people who just wish to live your lives. i love you trans people who read books quietly or go to work and chat. i love you trans people with “boring” or “normal” lives

[hyolks]

give it back