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GUYS COME JOIN MY SERVER ITS MY VERY FIRST ONE AND ID LOVE TO SEE YOU GUYS

y’all...it’s here

WELCOME TO MI6, AKA MY VERY OWN DISCORD SERVER

https://discord.gg/FaUWhbWY

literally ANYONE can join, it’s open to anyone and everyone. a MASSIVE thank you to @hogwarts--imagines for helping me w everything because otherwise this legit would never have existed. so please please PLEASE feel free to come join and talk to me bc i love talking to all of you and i’d love to see more of ya there!!!

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thinking ab how i barely post on my main account which means i post even less here. but i think i’m gonna do an hc bsd request i got on my main account here soon so woohoo!!

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i want chuuya to call me his good girl while he fucks me stupid in front of a mirror 💔🙏 -🛐 anon

JAIDHWHAGW IM SCREAMING-

he buys mirrors and bolts them in across an entire wall in his room for this exact purpose, and he’ll hold you back against his chest, ramming into you from behind with reckless abandon. when he knows you’re about to finish, he’ll lean in and whisper “be a good girl and cum for me right now or you won’t get to at all,” and then gleefully laughs when he feels you tighten around him and cry out a garbled version of his name.

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PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE GOD SPIT KINK WITH CHUUYA AND ALSO MAYBE LIKE HIM MAKING YOU CHOKE ON HIS FINGERS (ALSO MAYBE JUST HIM BEING TEASING AND MEAN ????) -🛐 anon

STOPPP THIS MAN IS SO POSSESSIVE HE FUCKING WOULD SPIT IN YOUR MOUTH JUST TO “CLAIM” YOU IN FRONT OF DAZAI LIKE THE LITTLE SHIT HE IS-

but like once you guys are alone? whew good luck because he’d use one hand to shove two fingers in your mouth and the other just barely rubbing you outside of your pants. it’s a horribly pleasing feeling as he presses down on your tongue the same way he grinds the palm of his hand against you. he’ll grin like a MANIAC when he sees drool slip out of the corners of your mouth, cooing at how precious his little cock sleeve looks.

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screaming sobbing tears rolling down my face punching the pillow and screaming at god please i just wanna cuddle with dazai please omfg </3 -🛐 anon

everyday i cry myself to sleep bc i can’t cuddle with dazai

he'd be so sweet with his cuddles too. for all of the stuff he has to deal with between the agency and the mafia, anytime he has downtime with you, he takes full advantage of your cuddles. he'll claim that you two cuddling rejuvenates him, and he'll gladly wrap you up in his arms. he loves spooning you, his lanky arms looping around your body as he tangles his legs between yours. he'll press soft kisses to your neck and shoulder, murmuring the sweetest things in your ear. it's one of the only times he lets himself relax, and it's a softer side of him that no one else is allowed to see besides you. his favorite thing ever is when he hears your little giggles as his breath tickles your neck, loving the way your eyes scrunch closed and your hands grasp at his. he never vocalizes it, but he thinks you look ethereal in bed next to him as the late, golden sunlight filters through the curtains and illuminates your face as you laugh at the accidental tickles on your neck. he'd be a fool to not be in love with that smile of yours.

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*foams at the mouth like a rabid dog* possessive sex with dazai. that is all. -🛐 anon

HWIDYWGQ PLEASE-the common theme tonight is simply ~dazai~ also reader gets fucked by dazai, but the hole isn't specified so it's gn!reader 

✧ as stated earlier, dazai's possessiveness can turn on with the flip of a switch

✧ it rarely turns on, but it's usually initiated when someone tries to cross your boundaries

✧ this includes someone flirting with you after you've said you have a boyfriend or when someone tries to touch you while flirting

✧ so when this does happen, the only way he can relieve the frustration is to fuck you until the only thing you can think about is him 

"shit, look me in the eyes when i'm fucking you belladonna," dazai's smooth voice is your only grip on reality, your dazed eyes finding his dark ones. they're concentrated on you as one hand grips your jaw, the other fisting the headboard behind you. he slows his pace inside of you, waiting until you give him some semblance of a response. 

"ok," you murmur out, soft whimpers falling out of your mouth as he stops fucking you all together. he grins at your pout, hair falling in front of his eyes. 

"aw, are you sad i stopped? do you want me to keep going?" he's teasing, but your fucked out brain is too far gone to quip back. 

"please 'samu," you can barely string the two words together, but they don't give you what you want. 

"come on love, that's not how we ask for things," he leans down, lips inches from yours. 

"please sir," your eyes flutter shut, trying to regain your grasp on reality. the only thing on your mind is how his cock throbs deeply within you. 

"who do you belong to?" his hand wraps around your throat, squeezing gently as a warning to keep your eyes on him. you open them in a daze, taking a second to fine his gaze still locked onto you. 

"you. 'm all yours sir," your words are just barely above a whisper, but it's enough to satiate the man above you. he grins, shifting his hips back before slamming them harshly into you. you cry out at the feeling of him finally moving again, your hole fluttering around his painfully hard cock. 

"that's it baby, you're all mine. never forget that," he angles his hips so that he's hitting deep enough you can practically feel it in your stomach. the scream that penetrates the room is pornographic, and dazai can't help but groan as you clench impossibly tighter around him. if him getting possessive leads to sex like this, you'll be sure to encourage the feeling more often.

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HEY BESTIE OMFG CAN I GET UHM UHHHHHHH DAZAI AND RANPO SPITTING IN MY MOUTH ????!!!;?;!:? (seperate) -🛐 anon

UMMM YES OF COURSE YOU CAN BESTIE (frothing, i’m literally frothing)

dazai

✧ dazai can get insanely possessive insanely fast

✧ this man is usually level headed, and he's secure with the relationship you two have

✧ however, on the days where he's feeling more agitated than usual, if he catches anyone flirting with you, he will snap so fast

✧ he grips your jaw, forcing your mouth open and letting a glob of spit fall onto your tongue, his eyes focused on whoever was trying to hit on you

✧ his smirk is devilish as you swallow obediently, letting him drag you away from whoever dared hitting on you and to the nearest alleyway

✧ proceeds to force your mouth open again, making you say you belonged to him and only him before spitting in your mouth again, promising punishment for when you two got home 

✧ ✧ ✧

ranpo

✧ the detective is always lowkey possessive, whining and getting sad when 100% of your attention isn't on him

✧ he never gets angry with you, only pouting until you sit on his lap and smother him in kisses

✧ but, some days, when he has unnecessary anxiety or stress, his patience wears shockingly thin

✧ it completely dissolves if he sees someone flirt with you, and when he's like this, dazai will take full fucking advantage

✧ so when ranpo sees dazai intentionally flirting with you, he storms over and turns you away from dazai so your back is facing him and ranpo's eyes are boring into the other man

✧ will hold eye contact as he says "open wide" before spitting harshly in your mouth, glare still on dazai as you swallow his spit without hesitation

✧ makes a point to show that you were essentially his property, smirking subtly when he sees how your eyes glaze over in arousal

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WAAAAH I FINALLY FOUND YOU *hugs* the link didn't cooperate with me so i sorta waited but then I saw the recent moran post and I was like, "wait, only one or a few people will HC moran to call s/o a princess." And I remembered you. So I went to that post and found youuuu. Welcome back! -soul

um HI WELCOME TO MY SIDE BLOG!!! welcome welcome, how are you bb :)

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Can you write some jealousy headconan (I don't know but I am addicted to those at the moment) for your bds favorites + dazai and how they deal with it. Fem reader, can be fluff or smut. Show me that ✨chef's kiss✨

um OF COURSE I CAN (sorry this is so late my semester just started so i’ve been so busy) (also lowkey did more characters than i anticipated but idc i love them all)

dazai

✧ this child, this demon, he gets so fucking petty if he sees another guy flirting with you

✧ he will make an entire fucking scene wherever you two are just because he cannot help himself

✧ “my precious belladonna! how could you let another man woo you like so when i’m right here? how could you hurt your beautiful boyfriend when you promised we could partake in a double suicide together?”

✧ you would have to literally drag him back to the agency before he gets anymore complaints from citizens in yokohama

✧ the only way this man child will forgive you is if you shower him in praise and kisses, telling him how he’s the only one for you

✧ only then he will be satisfied by your answer, moving on to boast about how beautiful his precious girlfriend is

kunikida

✧ honestly it depends on the day with this man

✧ he is so secure with your relationship that he practically encourages whoever is trying to flirt with you to keep going

✧ he’s well aware you and him are loyal to each other and no other person could change that

✧ however, on days where dazai has pissed him off more than usual, kunikida will become furious if he sees anyone so much as hint at flirting with you

✧ puts a stop to it immediately and will drag you all the way back to his apartment

✧ the only thing that will make him feel better is roughly fucking you against the wall until the only thing you’re capable of doing is wailing his name into the night

ranpo

✧ he turns into such a baby if he sees anyone trying to flirt with you

✧ makes it his life’s purpose to hang onto you and interrupt the conversation, whining about how he needs love from his girlfriend

✧ “babyyyy i need snacks and some loooove. can we go home pleaseeee”

✧ will be attached to your side for the rest of the day, and the agency is always made well aware of when this happens

✧ he will take you back to the agency for an hour just to whine to fukuzawa about how someone tried to take his love away from him

✧ he does this while forcing you to sit in his lap so he can wrap his arms around you and bury his face into your neck afterwards (adorable bean i love him sm)

chuuya

✧ you better hope to god that chuuya doesn’t catch anyone trying to flirt with you, because he gets mad and he does it fast

✧ good fucking luck to anyone trying to flirt with you in the first place because if chuuya sees this, it’s like a switch is snapped and he goes ballistic

✧ attacks them so fast that neither of you see it happen until the person is on the floor with a broken nose

✧ chuuya is already dragging you away though, and once you two are in an abandoned alleyway he will hate fuck you until you’re a crying mess

✧ the entire time all he can say is “mine” and then proceeds to cover your entire neck and chest in dark purple hickeys

✧ then proceeds to parade you around the entire building where headquarters is just to announce that you’re his and only his (possessive mf)

oda

✧ you cannot find someone who would be less jealous than our boy odasaku

✧ it takes so much to even get him the tiniest bit jealous, he’s more secure with your relationship than kunikida is

✧ if he sees someone flirting with you, he will barely react, only really hold your hand because he likes the physical contact

✧ however, if he sees someone else lay a hand on you in a flirty manner, his patience breaks just a tiny bit

✧ he doesn’t wait to see what else they’ll do, instead he’ll just turn your head towards him and kiss you gently, with just enough pressure to have your head spinning

✧ will murmur into your ear asking if you want to leave, then stare down whoever was flirting with you as you two walk away, oda’s arm over your shoulder

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not to be disgustingly horny but like i’d let sebastian moran put me in seven positions for 70 minutes-

someone help me i have such bad moran brain rot

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the way that i’m LITERALLY ABOUT TO CRY because infinitebells is still shadowbanned and i just want my damn blog back IS THAT TOO MUCH TO FUCKING ASK FOR??? IS IT???

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UGH THE WAY THIS MADE ME SO SOFTTT KWHDHEHS

sweet love

| who would have known that the local bakery could get sebastian to show his soft spot |

sebastian moran x reader

word count: 3609

tw: sexual implications but no actual spice (mostly from sebastian’s “flirting”)

a/n: a little new years gift from me to all of you! i’m sorry it took so long to get another post up but i enjoyed writing this one! hopefully sebastian isn’t too ooc in this idk ig i just have a thing for making characters ooc but it’s very sweet and possibly tooth rotting. i also realize that i got carried away making this one and now you can read through my brain rot lol. ALSO APPARENTLY HES 6’6 THE MAN COULD ABSOLUTELY PUNT ME WHAT anyhow, i hope you all enjoy!! p.s. if you see grammatical errors and incoherent sentences, i just copy pasted from google docs lmao good luck

Sebastian grumbled under his breath, annoyed with the work that William had him do.

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i mean if you’re offering😃

REBLOG IF YOU WANT A LOVE LETTER FROM A FICTIONAL CHARACTER IN YOUR ASK BOX NOW

AND I WILL DO EVERY SINGLE ONE, BASED ON YOUR BLOG.

EVERY

SINGLE

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NEOAUSGWB I LOVE JACK OH MY GOD-

the way he calls william “little will” makes me want to CRY ITS SO FUCKING CUTE KAHDHEHW AND THE WAY HE SLAPS MORAN- i love him so much??

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i need you (s. moran)

genre: angst, fluff at the end

description: sebastian moran has never loved anyone since the day he was announced as killed in action. so when he’s on the verge of losing you, he does everything in his power to keep you by his side.

warnings: abuse, gore, almost sexual harassment (it almost happens but it gets stopped)

a/n: i couldn’t help myself...this is for my amazing followers who are the reason i keep writing :) also this is heavily inspired by the baskerville arc

there was nothing to curb the unslaught of pure fury and anger that coursed through sebastian moran’s veins. his grip on the glass of whiskey in his hand was so tight that the glass had cracked under the pressure. the living room was deadly silent. william was focused on the map in front of him, and fred eyes were trained on moran. albert and louis had gone out to town to see if they could find information on your disappearance.

“mister moran?” fred’s soft voice spoke up, and moran could feel a sliver of his anger fade at the soothing tone of one of his closest friends.

“yes?” he leveled his voice out, trying not to snap at fred.

“did they say anything to you before they disappeared?” his voice is gentle, wary of the heavy tension in the room. he can see the way moran’s grip on the glass tightens and the glass cracks just a little bit more.

“they said they love me and they’d see me in a little bit. that’s it,” moran grits out, staring pointedly at the floor. he doesn’t see fred nod or william glance up from the map. all he can think about is how he had held you in his arms yesterday, smothering your face in kisses as you giggled from his affection. and now, you were gone. and he had no idea where you were.

•••

cold. your body trembled in the cold, eyes screwed shut at the impenetrable feeling of cold that shook you to your very core. by the time you had finally opened your eyes, you wish you had kept them closed instead. lining the walls were various organs in clean clear jars. your breath catches in your throat at the sight. you want to scream, every cell in your body urges you to scream for help, but your voice fails you. you move to stand up, but a heavy chain on your ankle stops you. the panic sets in at the sight, but before you can say anything the door across the room swings open.

“enjoying your stay in my humble abode?” the man before you grins, and it’s almost reminiscent of the way sebastian smiles mischievously at you when he has a sneaky plan. except now the smile scares you to your very core.

“you disgust me,” you try to growl out, but it only comes out as a breathless whisper. the words he said yesterday ring loudly in your ear, and you shrink in on yourself at the idea of them.

“now now love, that’s no way to talk to an old comrade of your lovers! didn’t sebastian teach you manners?” he taunts, and you wince at the underlying danger in his words. he moves closer to you, hands clasped behind his back. you try to shuffle back, but the chain on your ankle binds you to your spot on the floor.

“he also taught me how to defend myself so i’d watch out if i were you,” you warn him, hands coming up in front of you. the man giggles maniacally, crouching down in front of you and grabbing your chin forcefully. you try to push his hand off, but his other hands grabs both of your wrists and shoved them down onto the ground, your entire upper body moving with you. you cry out as your nose hits the concrete, pain blooming across your entire face.

“maybe i should teach you manners through pain. it’s proven successful in the past you know,” his voice is horribly close to your ear, and panic flows easily through your bones at the implication. your fight or flight fails you, your entire body freezing as you feel the cold metal of handcuffs click around both of your wrists. the heaviness of the cuffs jolts you back to reality. your voice finally comes back, and your screams echo throughout the chamber until the heavy foot of the man next to you knocks you completely out.

•••

“you know where she is?” moran tries to keep his voice steady, not wanting to fill himself with false hope. william nods, and moran forces himself to remain calm and stay still. his focus on william as he explains the plan is razor sharp. he instantly memorizes every detail of the plan, left hand clenching and unclenching sporadically.

“any questions?” william finally looks away from the boards, and looks around the room.

“when do we leave?” fred asks before moran can, and sebastian is secretly thankful because if he spoke he wasn’t sure he would be able to keep his voice steady anymore.

“tonight,” william speaks confidently, and it’s reassuring to everyone in the room.

“then let’s hurry our asses up and go,” it’s the first time moran’s spoke since william first started talking about the plan, and the rest of the team watches as he gets up and leaves the room, yanking his arms through the sleeves of his jacket.

•••

“no! stop please i beg of you!” your cries meld with the sound of the whip snapping down on your bare back. your tears fall freely onto the dirty concrete below you, but not as fast as the blood drips down your back.

“my love, have you learned your manners yet?” he mocks you, coming down to you. you’re bent over a wooden block, bare front pressed into the rough wood as your arms hang limply in front of you, still shackled. “i don’t think you have!” he says, moving back up to crack the whip once again. the pain sears through your back, and you can almost feel your nerve endings screaming in pain.

“i have! i have! don’t touch me anymore!” you plead, your body not having the strength to jerk away from the man.

“oh, but this makes it so much more fun for me!” his maniac laugh fills the room again, and the shrill sound almost hurts your ears more than the cuts on your back.

“why? why are you doing this? please, at least tell me that,” you’re hoping the question will deter him from whipping you again, and you breath a sigh of relief when you see his body crouch in front of yours once again. his hand grips your chin and forces you to look up into his beady eyes.

“because my comrades died because of the incompetence of your precious colonel, so i intend to hurt him the same way he hurt me,” he whispers. he’s quiet after speaking, face pensive as he stares you down. after a minute, he smiles widely, and it terrifies you infinitely.

“what?” you’re afraid to ask, but you’d rather have a clue of what’s going through his head than be in the dark.

“i think i have the perfect way of getting back at the colonel!” he exclaims giddily, lifting you up by your wrists. fear floods through your system as your entire front half is exposed, and flail about as he hooks your cuffed wrists onto the hook in the wall just behind you.

“no, no, what are you doing?” you try to kick him back with your one free foot, but he catches it easily and yanks you so half of your body is laying down and the other half is suspended by your cuffs nailed to the wall.

“i wonder how sebastian would react knowing another man had touched his lover hm?” his hands travel across your naked front fingers tweaking your nipples.

“no! no! stop it please! i beg of you!” you’re sure your screams travel throughout the entire house. his hands travel lower, playing with the hem of your pants. terror shoots through you, and your feet kick out as you scratch your vocal chords screaming.

“sir! the guards at the front of the property have been found dead!” one of the house boys bursts through the door and you breathe a sigh of relief. the noble turns back to you, face red and eyes trained angrily on you. the last of your energy is used to smirk at him, chest heaving.

“your old friend is here. can’t wait to witness the reunion,” you breath out. the noble growls, yanking your cuffs off of the hook and undoing them. he grabs the thin cotton shirt you usually wore and throws it at the house boy.

“dress them quickly then take them to my favorite spot,” he grits out before turning back to you. “you’ll be lucky if you see him before you die,” he says before rushing out of the room. you’re frozen in your spot, numb as the house boy dresses you again and undoes your chain, yanking you out of the chamber and through the house. the only thing you can focus on is how the shirt sticks to your back from all of the sticky blood.

•••

the sound of a blade slashing through human flesh falls on the team’s ears as they rush through the forrest. moran turns and nods to william, signaling for him and louis to break off and head towards the manor. moran turns back around with fred behind him. his thoughts are all zeroed in on finding you.

“are you okay?” fred’s voice pulls him out of his silence, and he stops and turns to look down at the younger boy.

“i don’t really know. i just need to know they’re alright,” he confesses, one of his hands running through his hair. fred nods before walking past the colonel.

“knowing them they’ve probably stayed alive for you,” he says, not turning back. for the first time in days, moran cracks a smile. as he’s about to speak again, a shrill scream erupts through the forrest. it’s far away and faint, but he’d recognize your voice anywhere. fred watches as his friend breaks into an all out sprint, and he quickly follows after him.

•••

“sebastian! fred! will! someone!” your voice cracks at the force of your screams, and they’re quickly cut off as the noble shoves a dirty rag into your mouth. your cries are muffled by the rag, but still audible. your hands are stuck to the tree behind you, both pinned to the tree above you. they’re stuck in place with a nail in each palm. blood drips down from your wounds, trailing down your arms and down your back. your breathing is heavy and if your hands weren’t stuck to the tree you were sure you’d collapse. even now you barely had the energy to keep yourself upright on your toes. each little movement of your hands shot sharp pains down your arms.

“i wonder how your precious colonel would react seeing your dead, lifeless body strung up to a tree like this,” he ponders, hand reaching behind him. you glare harshly at him as you watch him look back to you. your eyes widen in fear at the glare of the silver gun in his hand.

“i wonder where i should shoot first? i don’t think i want to kill you just yet,” he says before pointing his gun just above your head and pulling the trigger. the pain is delayed, but when it hits you your screams filter loudly through the gag in your mouth. your entire right arm is burning hot, and your bone feels as though it’s completely shattered where you’ve been shot. you can’t help but slump forward at the pain, hands tugging excruciatingly painfully at the nails. your entire right arm is on the verge of going numb, but you force yourself to lift your head up to meet his gaze. he grins maniacally, giggling in delight.

“maybe now i can kill you. i’m getting bored of you now. i’m just waiting for your little lover to come sav-” he’s cut off by the bullet in his head. blood and brain matter spew out of the other end of his head, and his body slumps down. you watch as sebastian barrels out of the forrest, sprinting towards you.

“princess!” his voice breaks, but you couldn’t care less as he pulls the gag out of your mouth and looks up to gently pull the nails out of your hands. “eyes on me love, don’t focus on what i’m doing ok? you’re going to be okay i promise,” you can hear how shaky his voice is, and you can barely feel the nails comes out. your hands have gone almost entirely numb at this point.

“i...missed you,” you manage to get out. the adrenaline starts to fade, and the exhaustion starts to weigh your entire body down.

“i missed you too baby but you gotta stay awake for me ok? fred come help me!” he shouts over his shoulder, discarding the nail from your left hand. your arm drops immediately, and moran has to grab your body with one hand to keep you from completely collapsing and putting even more pressure on your shot arm. fred rushes from the forrest, coming next to moran and wiping bloody hair out of your face.

“hey there. i gotta keep you awake, so can you talk to me about stuff? wanna tell me what you want to plant in the garden when we get home?” you’ve never heard fred talk this much before, but desperate times call for desperate measures.

“lillies, they’re my favorite,” you say, focusing on fred’s face.

“ok, we can do that,” he nods, smiling softly at you.

“ok i’m done!” moran announces, throwing the other bloody nail away and gently letting your arm rest next to you. he leans down and slowly lifts you up bridal style, cradling your body close to his.

“sebastian i want to sleep,” you murmur quietly, nuzzling your head into his chest.

“i know princess, but you gotta stay awake for me,” he says, going as fast as he can without hurting you. your eyes flutter shut unintentionally, and you hum in response. the last time you hear is shouts of your name falling desperately from the colonels lips.

•••

the next time you wake up, your entire body feels like it’s being weighed down by a million rocks. your head feels as though it’s filled with cotton, and you groan at the feeling. when you finally manage to open your eyes, you’re met with your body swathed in a warm blanket. turning your head slightly to the left, you see moran asleep in a chair next to you, one of his hands underneath your bandaged one. the moment you shift your hand slightly though, he jerks awake, looking at you in disbelief.

“princess?” his voice is low, eyes red and hand trembling beneath yours.

“hey colonel,” you rasp out, offering a watery smile as you hold back tears of relief. he shoots out of the chair, kneeling on the ground next to you and ever so carefully cupping your cheek in one of his hands. the moment his hand rests on your face, the tears flow freely, and you lean forward to rest your forehead on his. he holds your face close to his wiping your tears away and letting you occasionally sob against him.

“it’s okay my love, i’m right here,” he whispers, letting you cry until you’ve calmed down.

“i’m sorry i didn’t tell you where i went. he threatened to kill you and i c-couldn’t let that happen,” you whimper out, looking down towards the floor. moran lifts your head back up to his, delicately holding your face.

“please don’t ever apologize to me for that again. i’m sorry i couldn’t be there to protect you,” he says earnestly, holding back tears of his own. you shake your head vigorously at his words.

“don’t be sorry. i love you okay? that’s all that matters now,” you reassure him, leaning forward to kiss him. he reciprocates easily, threading his fingers through your hair and kissing you gingerly. when he finally pulls away, he smiles at you.

“i never want you to have to worry about me ever again ok? i need you by my side forever, so i will do everything in my power to keep you safe okay?” he says, and you nod, laughing lightly at his confession.

“i’ll be with you until the end of time,” you say confidently, letting your love heal the both of you. he lets you go back to bed, making sure to hold your hand softly until you were asleep again.

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addictive (t. kuroo)

genre: smut, fluff(y smut)

description: you’re like a drug, and kuroo is hopelessly addicted to you. lucky for him, you’re just as addicted to him

a/n: i’m horny for kuroo so enjoy this :)

your lips are swollen, bruised and red beyond normal standards. your cheeks have burned with arousal for what feels like an eternity, and kuroo’s only just rid you two of your shirts. his hands grip your waist harshly, pulling your hips down to grind firmly on his raging erection. a cry of his name falls from your lips at the feeling, and you can feel your cunt clench around emptiness.

“impatient kitten?” he croons in your ear, and you practically melt at the rich tenor of his voice.

“yes, so please strip,” you wish you sounded more blunt, but your breathlessness makes it hard for you to sound snappy. he knows he should be mad at your bratty attitude, but he’s so in love with you he can’t bring himself to be upset. instead, he laughs deeply, squeezing your waist affectionately before pecking your lips and sliding you off of him.

“such a little brat. you’re lucky i love you otherwise i wouldn’t let you cum at all tonight,” he attempts to sound threatening, but you both know he isn’t serious. he’d do anything you ask of him. which is why when you whine in protest his clothes fly off at record speed. he pounces back on you, pushing you back onto the bed and crashing his lips onto yours. his hands fumble with your leggings, almost tearing them in the process of yanking them off. he pushes his naked groin down onto you, and you can practically feel him try to push into you through your underwear.

“fuck, kuroo!” you moan out, hands flying to his hair and tugging hard. the twinge of pain that accompanies the strength of your grasp pulls a deep groan from his chest, and one hand moves from your waist down to your underwear. completely tearing it off.

“sorry, i’ll buy you ten more pairs to make up for it,” a cheshire cat-like grin breaks out on his face. you’re well aware he’s not really sorry as one of his hands comes up to squeeze your right breast harshly, twisting your pebbled nipple between his thumb and pointer finger. your thighs twitch at the stimulation, whimpers free falling out of your mouth.

“they better be lace,” you say, eyes rolling back as the tips of his pointer and middle fingers run up your soaked slit. he growls loudly at the thought of you in skimpy lace panties, fingers pushing past the right ring of your cunt to rest deeply within you. his blood runs hot with the sight of your mouth open, wanton moans pouring out like honey. his cock throbs painfully at the feeling of your walls clenching around his fingers, sucking them in so that he can barely move them.

“holy shit you look so beautiful right now,” he murmurs, slowly pulling his fingers out before thrusting them back in. your face contorts in pleasure as kuroo curls his fingers upwards, brushing against your sensitive spot.

“i’d look better with your cock stuffed inside of me,” you sputter out, opening your eyes to meet kuroo’s gaze. his molten gold eyes pierce yours, and his smirk widens at your obvious challenge. he responds by adding a third finger to the mix and speeding up his thrusts.

“oh i think so too. you sure you’re ready though?” taunts were a staple of your two’s relationship, so of course he’d respond to your challenge with one. you know better than to have him stop. you’re both well aware you need more prep to take his dick, but both of you have lost any patience you once had.

“fuck me and find out pretty boy,” your grin matches his this time. his fingers fly out of you and he grabs the base of his cock, squeezing tightly to keep himself from cumming at the sight of you spread out for him, naked and panting from his touch. he meant to go in slowly, he really did, but his skin is on fire at how your cunt flutters in anticipation. he buries himself inside of you, the tip of his cock prodding your cervix. you scream out at the sensation, nails raking down kuroo’s back to try and ground yourself. you feel him inside of you and all around you, your entire being is wrapped in kuroo. he doesn’t wait for you to adjust, self control failing him as he pulls out and slams back into you with reckless abandon. your mouth falls open in silent screams as the pleasure laced with pain intoxicated you to your very core. the stretch burns in a delicious way, and kuroo growls out at the feeling of your cunt practically holding him in place.

“kitten, you’re astounding,” your heart flutters at the pure praise that falls from his lips easily. you moan in response, words failing you as you push your hips up to meet some of his thrusts. kuroo responds by grabbing both of your legs and pulling them over his shoulders, one hand on your right thigh while the other grabs the headboard for support. his biceps flex under his tight grip on you and the wood behind you, his hips angling so that his cock hits your g-spot on every stroke. a scream louder than before escapes you, and your eyes roll back at the wave of pleasure curling over you. your entire body is awash with waves of heat, lower abdomen tightening impossibly more. kuroo can tell your orgasm is dangling over your head, so the hand on your thigh travels down your leg, his pointer finger and thumb pinching your clit. you cum in an instant, gushing all over kuroo’s cock and dripping down his balls.

“fuck, shit, tetsurou!!” your voice cracks as you reach his name, the strain of moaning finally starting to hit upu. he fucks you through your orgasm, not bothering to slow down.

“that’s it baby, let go for daddy,” he stutters out, hips faltering as his balls tighten in anticipation of his orgasm. he holds out, wanting to make sure you cum once more before he does. your cunt burns in overstimulation, but it’s a pain you’ve become addicted to.

“t-tetsu it’s a lot,” you whimper out, and he coos at how cute you are after you cum.

“i know kitten, can you give daddy one more though?” he asks, grip tightening on the headboard as he forces his orgasm back. you nod pliantly, hands coming up to wrap around his neck and bring his face down for a soft kiss. the contrast between his rough thrusts and your gentle lips on his has him melting for you. he swears your saliva is like an aphrodisiac because everytime he kisses you he swears he gets even more addicted to you. his thrusts speed up, the hand on your clit rubbing quickly. his motions pull a weak cry from you, your body already starting to grow weak.

“tetsu i’m close,” you moan out, pulling his body closer to you. your legs are essentially pressed into your chest at this point, and the angle allows kuroo to grind deeper into you. his cock is nudged up against your cervix with each slow thrust, and kuroo swears he can feel your heartbeat throbbing in your drenched cunt.

“come on love, cum for me. cum for daddy,” he whispers in your ear, and his soothing voice is all you need to fall over the edge once again. this time though, you squeal as you squirt around his cock, spraying across his abdomen and down his thighs. your cum is all he needs to finish, moaning your name as he shoots thick hot ropes of cum inside of you. your mixed cum dribbles out of your pussy, and you both let out exhausted sighs. kuroo pulls out slowly, shooting a teasing grin as you whimper at the sensation. you watch as he clambers off the bed, walking into the bathroom attached to your shared bedroom. you watch as he grabs a washcloth, wetting it with warm water.

“you know i love you right? for more than just your dick game?” you call out, grinning as he scowls at you from the bathroom. he walks back, climbing over you and gently wiping the cum off of the both of you.

“you’re such a sweetheart,” he deadpans, and you giggle in response.

“that’s why you love me,” you say, grabbing the washcloth from his hand and pulling his body down onto yours. you push his head into the crook of your neck, kissing the the soft skin where his neck meets his shoulder.

“you’re right. i do love you. i love you to the ends of the earth love, always and forever,” he mumbles into your neck, lifting his head up to look at you. he can’t get over how your eyes sparkle and your lips turn up into a goofy smile at his admittance. it’s an unconscious habit of yours whenever he tells you he loves you. he’s positively addicted to it. kuroo tetsurou is impossibly addicted to you and everything about you.

[cosmicbells]

wow, after reading the manga i can really see the “moran hates doing chores” agenda coming on strong