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[thoughtsfromadomthot]

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I feel soft now after that so..... this. In the same universe (you're both Tadashi and Kei's domme) So because Tadashi is such a sweet baby and rarely ever misbehaves when Kei isn't being a shitwad and being a bad influence, I don't honestly see you actually causing any serious injury to him. Once you're done fucking his brains out, You’d gently pull out, put away your strap, and start taking care of your good boy.

You'd grab the arnica for the pain (because you genuinely couldn't resist spanking that bubbly little ass when he's whimpering so pretty on your strap) and the bruise cream for where you were grabbing his hips a little too tightly, pulling him into each thrust. Aftercare always involves a bath with Yams and because Tadashi was such a sweet little boy for you today, you'd probably put in a pretty bath bomb for him with a nice, relaxing smell.

You'd wash his hair and cuddle him in the bath, letting him soak and enjoy the skin-to-skin contact he's always so desperate for. When his skin is flushed a pretty pink from the heat of the bath and his fingers are pruning, you take him out and dry him off, pressing kisses to every inch of available skin while he sits on your bathroom counter. You would make sure he knew just how much mommy loves him ❤️ .

Then you'd bridal-carry your precious little prince back to the bedroom and cuddle naked with him. Not because you’re trying to fuck him again, but because he always gets so needy like this, so having any layers between you causes him genuine distress.

He'd lie facing you and you'd gently kiss his freckles, and stroke your hands down his back, feed him french fries made soft and floppy just how he likes them, and get him to drink some Gatorade, kissing his soft lips after every bite and sip. Compliments and praise galore. He decides he's had enough, so he moves so his head's pillowed on your chest.

You start drawing shapes on the small of his back as the sun starts to set, painting the room in soft oranges and yellows. He's nuzzling your chest, and you press another kiss to his hair, murmuring how much you love him. He falls asleep like that, as he always does. Poor baby's just so tired from the excitement of the day. You don't dare move, and instead just lie there, stroking over his body and hair, watching him breathe.

I'm soft

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MDNI

Warnings: Mean dom, degradation, edging, overstim

Being a Domme to Tadashi and Tsukishima at the same time. Being so gentle and sweet and loving to ‘dashi and then in the next second, your smile is gone and you’re gripping Tsukishima- who is kneeling on the floor because he’s a little asshole and doesn’t deserve to sit on Mistress’s lap- by the hair and forcing him to look at how gently Tadashi’s being treated. ”This is what good boys get when they behave. But you just had to be a disrespectful little whore, didn’t you?”

The look of annoyance and jealousy on his face when you tie him to the desk chair with a gag in that smart mouth of his, leaving him completely immobile, only to gently and lovingly rail Tadashi until he’s sobbing right in front of him. And you leave him there, completely ignoring him, not touching him at all. And only when Tadashi’s blacked out and physically cannot cum anymore do you untie Kei and order him to clean Tadashi up and get him ready for aftercare.

Because brats don’t get to cum

And then, then he has the gall to try and get off when you and Tadashi are asleep, humping against the curve of your ass like the pathetic little bitch he is. You wake up, obviously, and he decides to make things infinitely worse by taunting you instead of shutting up. ”Some domme you are, you didn’t even make me cum.” And then you make him eat those words by tying him up with a fucking machine angled right for his prostate and a vibrator on his cock and balls for company while you take your sweet baby out for ice cream

But when you get back, he’s a mess. The sheets are ruined- good thing you put him in the guest bedroom- absolutely drenched with his cum, his glasses are fogged up from his breath because of course, he’s in doggy. He’s drooling and sobbing and cum is just flowing out of him like a burst dam at this point, the multiple orgasms just mixing together into one big oversensitive, painful-pleasurable blur. His body is so sensitive that he immediately feels the gust of wind from you opening the door and whimpers out a pathetic little “M-Mistress, please!”. You look to Tadashi, who’s happily licking at his ice cream cone, and smile.

“What do you think, sweet boy? Does he look sorry enough? Should mommy let him rest?”

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MDNI or I'll scream

I'm feeling mean today so... Here

Domming the fuck out of Kei Tsukishima. Making him cry from how overstimulated he is, but you don’t stop making him cum. Shoving him face-first into the mattress after snatching those stupid glasses right off of his stupid face, and railing him so hard he can’t walk the next week. Leaving bruises on his hips, and bites and hickeys on his neck. All while degrading the shit out of him

And you know he’d be a little fucking bratty whore about it. Constantly taking any opportunity to give sass, egging you on, pushing your buttons in the way he’s so infuriatingly good at. ”Is that the best you’ve got?” But once you’ve broken him, he’s a drooling, whimpering mess. He can’t even formulate a coherent thought, let alone try to talk back to you. Not so smart now, is he?

Or alternatively

Making him kneel under your desk with his hands tied behind his back and a vibrator attached to his cute little cock, a cockring tied snugly around the base. He’s grunting and groaning, trying to goad you into letting him cum. The look of surprise and indignation when you tell him he has to ask Mistress nicely. Then, later, his flushed face, tears flowing down his cheek as he practically shouts himself hoarse, begging for his Mistress’s hands, her mouth, hell even her foot, he’s so desperate he doesn’t even care anymore.

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MDNI or I'll cry

Thinking about Oikawa’s keening moans, cries, and whimpers when you rail him with a nice thick strap while I’m doing my laundry That's all

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La Vie En Rose

Pairing: Yamaguchi Tadashi x Reader Warnings: None, it's just fluffy A/N: My baby @dmitri-logan was having a bad day so this is for you <3

MDNI.

To say today had been a crappy day was an understatement. You'd had a lot of difficult stuff going on in your personal life, and the stress had been mounting. To try and de-stress, you'd gone out for a coffee, hoping to be able to get a moment of peace and a warm drink to soothe the ache in your temples. You were just doodling on your napkin when your phone buzzed. You gave a small smile as you saw your boyfriend's contact name pop up on your lock screen, a photo of you and Tadashi from your first date. The two of you had gone to a carnival that was in town. The photo showed the two of you grinning happily, Yams blushing heavily and throwing up a peace sign Starlight: Good morning, my sun <3. I hope you're doing okay today. Drop by my place when you have some free time, yeah? I love you!! You quickly typed out an affirmative and shut your phone off, taking a deep breath. It was sunny outside, and the temperature was decent, so you began a slow walk to your lover's apartment. A path you'd walked so many times, you had memorized. You always seemed to know the way, no matter where in the city you were. As you walked, your eyes wandered. Taking in the scenery as you passed. Cars driving by, people walking through the streets. You swallowed thickly and just kept your eyes on your feet, drowning out the noise of the city, speeding up a little. When you arrived at your boyfriend's house, you let yourself in. Tadashi had long since given you keys, telling you that he always wanted you to be able to come and see him if you needed him. No matter the hour, or circumstance, you were always a welcome guest in Tadashi's house. As you entered the home, the mouthwatering scent of baked goods wafted towards you as you took off your shoes, swapping them for your inside slippers.

"Hey, I'm here! Yams?" You called out softly, not wanting to startle the olive-haired boy if he was concentrating. You heard shuffling from the kitchen, then a clang. Moments later, a very flushed-looking Tadashi ran out of the room and over to you, grinning sheepishly.

"Hey! You're a little early, I thought you'd be here later!" He admitted, leaning down a little to kiss you sweetly, his lips tasting like sugar. You raised your eyebrow, giving him a once-over, and only then seeing the flower-caked cat apron he was currently wearing. He followed your line of sight and cleared his throat. "A-Anyway, um, c'mon," He redirected, taking your hand and leading you into the living room, sitting you down. "Wait here," He told you eagerly, running out of the room. You heard another clang, and some more shuffling before Yams came back into the room holding a plate with some perfect, golden-brown snickerdoodle cookies piled onto it. "Yams.." You whisper, surprised that he'd gone to all the trouble to bake you your favorite kind of cookie. "It took me a couple of tries to get the recipe right," He admitted, clearing his throat and shifting a little under your gaze, fiddling with his hands. "But.. I hope you like them. I know you've had a bad day, and I wanted to try and cheer you up a little!" The green-haired boy told you, taking off his apron and setting it to the side, sitting beside you and laying his head on your lap as you took the first bite, humming happily at the taste. They were perfect. It must have taken him a good bit of effort, and you couldn't help but lean down to press a gentle kiss to his forehead

The two of you sat there on the couch, you nibbling on the warm cookies he'd so graciously baked for you and stroking through his soft hair with your free hand, chatting and joking together

Maybe today wasn't so bad after all..