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your friends thinking your boyfriend, König, is actually your pet. you haven’t introduced him to them yet, just offhand comments about, “Oh— it’s getting a little late, I should go home. König probably misses me.”, or, “Oh, König would love this! [pet bowl for his cat]”. they hear you talk about how you have to be back home early, “He gets stressed out if I’m gone too long.”. maybe he’s a big dog breed? a poor thing with separation anxiety. “König fell asleep on my lap last night and I couldn’t get up for, like, two hours.”, your friends nodding along, they know the rules - you don’t get up if your pet falls asleep on you. “He got into my snacks last night. I couldn’t really be mad, his eyes got all wet and sad.”, awe, your pet has killer puppy dog eyes. with a little training your pet shouldn’t get into your food

color them shocked when they ask to see a photo and it’s a behemoth of a man, “Isn’t he cute? We’re going on a walk later.”

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bouncing on nerd!könig’s cock while he gushes about how pretty you are, his rambling dipping in and out of german because your pussy has fried his brain so much he’s practically incoherent. glasses all foggy, not knowing which part of you to hold onto because he’s so overwhelmed so he ends up groping every bit of skin he can reach, inexperienced hands mapping out all the dips and curves of your body with rough squeezes. he doesn’t let go of you even after he cums, unintentionally overstimulating himself because you just feel so good wrapped around him, he doesn’t want it to end :( he even starts sloppily meeting your thrusts, trying to get his dick deeper than your cunt has room for, too pussydrunk to worry about breaking you.

you decide to put him out of his misery by giving his mouth something to do that isn’t make a fool out of himself, shoving his face into your chest. it only makes his moans and whimpers louder as he sucks your sensitive nipples so hard you almost start to think he’s expecting milk :(

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Cw: cum eating lol

Goddess!Reader as a forgotten deity— a small temple hidden in a cave, completely overgrown with vines and moss. The marble of the flooring is cracked and split with the dripping water and the roots of the overgrowth. There is a statue of you— life sized, not grand or impressive. The skylight of the cave bathes it in sun and moonlight as the days go by.

Warrior!König who finds your little shrine and is enchanted. He has always felt like an outsider— that he has never belonged, and never looked at with familiarity. Maybe it’s his loneliness getting to him, but he feels warmth in the gaze of the statue. You’re a beautiful figure. Despite the state of the place, he feels at home. He doesn’t have much— but he clears some vines and dust off of the offering altar and leaves a fig and a handful of oats.

In his next battle, he finds some uncanny things happening around him. He’ll be dueling an enemy, when a stray beam of light will move in just the right way to blind him for a moment, allowing König to land the killing blow. He’s about to be struck from behind with his assailant’s sword catches in the scabbard for just a moment— long enough for König to turn and fend him off. Could this be his offering at work?

He comes back. This time with an orange, and a gold piece. He gives himself a few moments to admire your form— your breasts perfect, your smile gentle and content. He uses his sword to clear a bit more debris— enough to leave you more clearly visible.

He continues to excel. Not through any supernatural strength, but due to these small strokes of luck finding him at the perfect moment. His sword striking at just the right angle to land in the chip of his enemy’s weapon, cracking it in the fault and rendering it useless. One of his arrows manages to pierce through one target and into another.

He becomes your single worshipper— and the most devoted. He brings fruits, coin, fresh cloth, milk…. And his visits become longer. He lets his hands linger when he touches the cool marble of your statue. He’s taken in a moment of weakness— infatuated with the one figure that seems to care for him— and he touches himself to your image, spilling his seed across your altar— against the red grapes he’d brought for you.

König falls asleep looking at your form. There is no plaque nor writing in your temple— he doesn’t even know your name. When he wakes, the pedestal holding your statue is empty, but he feels a warmth curled into his side, looking down to see you finishing the last of a stem of grapes.

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Ive been trying to eat this thing for a while now

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nanami mhm mhm yeah yes mhm mhm

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━━ ❝ it's sticky, toshi... ❞

ᯓ ❤︎₊‧⁺...synopsis : you help ushijima finally realize that he's got a breeding kink

ᯓ ❤₊‧⁺...cw : u. wakatoshi x fem!reader, dirty talk, messy and wet, teasing, marathon sex, pet names, breeding kink, talks of pregnancy, ushijima can't stop cumming

ᯓ ❤₊‧⁺...lunar's note : haikyuu save me, save me ushijima wakatoshi, SAVE ME !! anyways hi i spent 150$ on ushijima merch yesterday and i don't regret it, so say hello to my haikyuu phase coming back !!!

ushijima having a breeding kink isn't a surprise to you at all.

what is surprising is how long it takes for him to figure it out.

sure, at first it wasn't clear, but after being with him for so long, you quickly pick up on whenever he'd mutter in your ear as he slid his stupidly big cock inside of you, saying how badly he wished he could cum inside of you instead in the condom.

afterwards, he's so focused on cleaning you up and making sure you felt good and satisfied, you don't get a chance to question him on it. not that you were complaining, ushijima is so cute when he's asking if you need anything and constantly reminds you to get up and go use the bathroom.

it's even cuter when he realizes you can't walk.

"ah. i'm sorry, i didn't realize how hard i went...here, let me help."

eventually, you to suggest things to ushijima, trying to test out the waters with him.

you start by just asking if he’d want to fuck you without the condom, what he thought about cumming inside, even jokingly saying you’d make him a dad one day.

but it seems like that last part was swimming around his head for a while...he can't get the thought of you getting chubby and round with his kid out of your head. and knowing he'd be able to take care of you all the time? that thought alone made him shiver a little.

what can he say, he loves doting on you more than anything.

however, you aren't expecting the way he reacted weeks after dealing with your teasing and questioning, fueling the thoughts swirling inside his head.

"toshi, if you ever cum inside me, you should set it as your phone background! actually, wait, no, because what if your teammates see it..."

"..."

"mm, maybe a video instead? ooh, yeah, i want a video of you cumming in me then pullin' out so i can see it spill out, toshtosh, would you do that f' me?"

he doesn't reply and doesn't give you a chance to comment again. the visual you painted in his mind just too much for him.

next thing you know, ushi's got you folded in half on the bed, making sure you feel every drag of his stupidly fat cock against your hot gummy walls. he's pulling out to just the tip before slamming back inside you, groaning each time you let out a whimper of his name or squeeze down on him.

"toshi, t-toshi! h-hoohmygod, please, baby, c-calm down, 'm sorry f' teasin', oh my goddd...!"

you're so fucking wet and noisy, he wants to make you be quiet because he feels like your going to make him cum too fast but he'd never ever do it as the thought of not being able to hear you is painful.

he's lost track of time, your cunt making him brainless as he pumps his cock in and out of you as he groans your name, one of his hands pinning your arms to your back while the other presses your head into the pillows.

"s-shhh, honey, let...let me make you feel good, y're so loud..."

it's so fucking messy and sloppy, his cum is dripping out of your tight pussy from how many times he’s emptied his load into you, but he still isn’t stopping, no, he can't. it’s leaking from between your thighs, leaving a milky white sheen on his dick, dripping down onto the bedsheets.

"m-mmh, nooo, toshi, don' wanna be quiet, i-i wan' you to hear how good you make me feel, baby," you purr between moans, knowing that your voice was enough to get him off. the throb of his dick inside of you told you that you were right.

“i...i thought 'bout fucking you like this all day, during practice…that i’d fuck you full of my cum, get it so deep inside you," he mutters with a grunt, moving his hands off you so he could drape himself over your back.

"f-fuck, everyone knew something was off, kageyama kept asking me if-if was okay, how 'm i 'posed to tell him my pretty little honey is waiting at home for me to fill them with my cum?”

with an affirming coo, you manage to tilt your head to the side to look over your shoulder, wanting to see how ushijima is holding up and god, the sight is so sinful.

ushijima's dripping in sweat, his bottom lip swollen and puffy from his teeth digging into it. his fluffy hair is messy and sticking to his damp forehead, and his eyes are shut, squeezing in pleasure when the head of his cock brushed against that sweet spot just right, making your cunt spasm around him.

but his eyes keep opening to see the mess between the both of you. each thrust causes his cum to spill out around him, loud, wet squelches filling the bedroom. and it's only fueling his need to fill you up again, and again, and again, until he can’t anymore.

ushijima can’t stop himself, flipping you over onto your back and folding you into a mating press and, god, he's so fucking happy he did. the way you sob his name, your nails clawing at his back as you cry in pleasure about how much deeper he is now driving him insane.

“t-toshi, cum in me, please, wanna make you a daddy, please.” “I know, baby, I’ll give you all of it, fuck you full of cum until you can’t take anymore.”

“i-i know, honey, i’ll give you all of it, stuff you full of cum until you can’t take anymore.”

fuck, he’s so loud, he sounds so good. ushi's deep, drawn out groans and pants of your name making you go dizzy, his big hands squeezing your waist tightly each time your hands tug at his hair.

“mm, fuck, that’s right, take all my cum, look at you, so good, can you take more? let...let me cum in you again, baby, you promised you’d make me a daddy, right? i-i need to make sure it sticks.”

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i dont often ship vashwood but when i do its like

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look up

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Afterhours

(Slightly less uncensored version in my twitter/X)

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Kusahigu I did a while ago... yes full on patreon 😭

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Ooffh Manji fckin finally drew Kusahigu y'all!

Reposted with permission from here

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“The morning of the 24th of December”

And now….ANGSTTTT!! I have found a perfect reference for this, and everything just came together….the morning on the big showdown…waking up from the night of love only to get ready to face death. But at least they are there for each other. Thats all, imma go cry in my bed now.

Closeup:

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In need of the most soft and tender KSHG feels ~

The reference for these fanarts is the dancing scene from the movie “Red, White and Royal Blue”.

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HELLO HOTTIE MY LOVELY PARKNER SWEETIE

ok so this hugeee dose of serotonin i got while reading @sarah-sandwich ‘s work on ao3 got me goin so here’s the unexpected marvel fanart for yall! this is for their work ‘undercover’ which i lllove dearly and hope this can brighten their day a little <33

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do u have a favorite aspect abt kawoshin?

The transition of "I may have been born to meet you" into "I really was born to meet you."

Romantic feelings aside, Kaworu was nice to Shinji and when your life is filled with people using you, the simple act of kindness is surreal. It's why Shinji opens up to Kaworu, questions it, but doesn't recoil. Then Kaworu hits him with the cryptic former line above.

Glimpses into Kaworu's character are subtle and scant. The parts most crucial to his character often tie into subtle points in Eva's narrative, which make it tricky to dig deeply into his character. "I think I may have been born to meet you." establishes that both characters feel used. Neither Kaworu's and Shinji's peers interact with them in healthy ways, hinting at a sort of shared loneliness. It's not a case of misery loving company. Kaworu nor Shinji revel in their negative emotions. When they're with each other, the world no longer feels as daunting. They finally found someone they could feel comfortable understanding. Shinji is alone. Kaworu is feared and alone.

"I really was born to meet you." is a line uttered by Kaworu in the Rebuilds. It features the same Shinji feeling unguarded while around Kaworu. He isn’t talking about his life and his hatred of his father. Instead we get an even more vulnerable Shinji, but not bogged down by his actions or the troublesome state of the world. Shinji feels genuinely good stargazing with someone who gets him. Then? “I really was born to meet you.” This line alludes to time loops, and how the one reassuring constant is that Shinji gets him. Kaworu is still feared, and this fear manifests through the conception of the DSS Choker. Kaworu doesn’t feel bogged down by his realities when he’s with Shinji. 

They’re each others’ save haven.