#feeling very soft for them rn

[bigdumbbambieyes]

Every morning, Ollie wakes up and finds Felix wrapped around him like a little koala — arms and legs keeping him trapped, held close, because Felix is clingy in his sleep and always will be.

Ollie doesn’t mind. He likes it. He likes waking up to the heavy weight of Felix’s limbs on him, weighing him down, grounding him to the earth and him — the focal point of Oliver’s life.

And he runs hot in the summer, always making Oliver sweat through his pyjamas until he decides to forgo them, sleeping in his underwear alongside his love.

Even as seconds turn to minutes and minutes into an hour, Ollie doesn’t move. He feels his bladder screaming at him to relieve himself but he doesn’t. No, instead he turns his head and watches Felix sleep. Watches the way his eyes move under his eyelids, long lashes twitching. His cheek, pressed to Oliver’s shoulder, is cute and his lips are parted, pressed to his arm, breathing slow and deep.

Oliver doesn’t dare touch him. Doesn’t dare wake him, not until Felix does it himself.

And it’s a gorgeous thing, to watch Felix come alive. Even if he is grumpy, scrunching his nose at the sunlight pouring into the room, hiding his face in Oliver’s arm.

“Time…?” Felix mumbles.

“Don’t know,” Oliver lies, slowly turning to face the other, giving him a small smile while Felix glances at him before burying himself in Oliver’s chest, the two of them in a tight embrace amongst the sheets.

It’s a slow morning.

Oliver lets Felix slip back to sleep.

[silverskye13]

Listening to ‘Time in a Bottle’ by Jim Croce had me thinking about Helsknight and Tanguish and just… yeah :’)

But there never seems to be enough time To do the things you want to do Once you find them I've looked around enough to know That you're the one I want to go Through time with

If I had a box just for wishes And dreams that had never come true The box would be empty Except for the memory Of how they were answered by you

[heartbeetz]

I love my guy and his car btw. So much.

[thebleedingeffect]

Hmmmm... it's 100% projection but I'm thinking about Kaiba having an undiagnosed anxiety disorder that he will never admit to or even tell anyone about. He's the sort of anxious person who's extremely competent by the sole fact that he has to keep him busy, stimulated, and in control at all times and can keep up his feeling of being "put together." This works out in his favor since he is a CEO and has more than enough money and status to keep his anxious nature more under control, but like... hmm... I feel like Mokuba definitely suspects that there's something up, but there's no way he'll ever be able to find the opportunity to bring it up. Kaiba gets So defensive and So on edge every time he feels like his security is threatened and he metaphorically runs to the hills, so it's just extremely difficult to pin him down for a solid conversation.

Like. Okay here's just a list of anxiety symptoms I think he should have.

- He has nightmares like crazy and he has a ton of trouble sleeping through the night. This alongside his insomnia problem and workaholic nature means he's always fucking tired, which just makes the anxiety worse.

- He has to know everything. He has to be the one in control. He has to be the one noticing everything and committing everything to memory. He has to be the one who sees the attack coming first. Ignore the fact that the vast majority of the time there is no attack and he's just hyper vigilant.

- PTSD makes the anxiety so much worssseeeeeee oh my god. The whole thing of refusing to let himself be vulnerable can also be such an anxiety thing. When you're always thinking about how bad it could go and constantly thinking ahead- it can be extremely difficult to make your thoughts pause.

- He's always in a corporate environment and never really around normal fucking people so he's just always keyed up. He has no idea how to fucking relax. For him relaxing is the equivalent of mindlessly doing a task that he can space out on but it HAS to be useful in some way.

- This could be the autism but by god does he not know how to navigate social situations. He will instead be wildly intense.

[lisannastraussisanangel]

I see you like Aquarius.

And I see you like angst.

How wonderful.

So if I combine them as a headcanon prompt, such as oh, say… Lucy (of any age) having extreme night terrors to the point Aquarius summons herself, you would say…?

Ooo that's so good! I wonder if her spirits can sense that? Like they can sense when she's in danger so it makes sense

The first time it happens is only a couple months after Layla dies. Aquarius didn't have that strong of a bond with Lucy yet, but she still faintly feels it. She doesn't show up that time

The second time, Aquarius summons herself to see what is going on. Before she can do anything tho, the staff comes in and takes care of Lucy

The third time, Aquarius wakes Lucy before the staff and holds a sobbing Lucy in her arms until she falls back to sleep

That quickly becomes their system. The staff peaks in to see if Aquarius is there and Aquarius hold's Lucy until she's calmed down

As Lucy gets older, Aquarius makes sure to tell Lucy that she's not doing it because she cares about her. It's simply because any self respecting spirit would check on their master

Lucy just thanks her for taking care of her. Aquarius usually responds with an awkward pat on Lucy's head before leaving

It gets to the point where Aquarius always frees herself up at night just in case Lucy has an episode

No dates past 9pm. Ever.

Every time Lucy gets a new spirit Aquarius briefs them on Lucy's night terrors and also tells them that ONLY she will be summoning herself

Aquarius likes taking care of Lucy (even tho she'll never admit it) so this feels like the only time she can get away with it without sacrificing her rep

Now that Lucy is surrounded by friends Aquarius worries that Lucy wont need her anymore.

She never voices it but somehow Lucy knows and makes sure to tell Aquarius how much she appreciates her

Aquarius just responds by halfheartedly insulting her

[sskk-manifesto]

What a good episode. Maaaaaan

[bunnyboy-juice]

I would very much like to curl up in a little ball and lay my head on someone's lap while they stroke my hair and tell me it'll be ok ):

[tvrningout-a]

i got to finally meet my friends’ baby and i :’ )))) he’s such a cute lil stinker and i am simply smitten 💜

[orcelito]

Dear god I need this spine pain to not be permanent bc as of right now I've got my normal pain in my sternum, the sharper pain at the exact opposite side of my ribcage @ my spine, and there's also my stupid upper shoulder muscles problem. That's too many problems in one fucked up ribcage area. No thank you.

[sapsolais]

talking children through their emotions and problems on a daily basis helps me cope with mine as well and it's funny how that works out. sometimes you need to take care of yourself like you're 5 again

[bunnis-monsters]

NSFW

warning: incubus bf likes to share, orgy, two ps in one v, anal, incubus guys fucking each other while they wait to fuck you

Imagine incubus!bf bringing you to his group of friends. They’ve all been eyeing you for quite a bit, and thankfully your bf loves to share his pretty girlfriend!

“Ain’t she the cutest?”

“Oh wow, her tummy is so soft!”

You’re surrounded by pretty men, some on the feminine side and others tall and muscular. Every single one of them had their hands on your body, feeling and groping your soft flesh.

“My love is quite sensitive too~” your boyfriend cooed, opening up your plump thighs. “Every time I breathe on her clit she gets all wet…”

One of his friends dipped their head between your thighs, giving your perky clit a soft lick. You squirmed in embarrassment, looking to your lover with a pout.

“Oh, don’t worry, dear. I love watching…”

You weren’t sure what to think about these men making out with your pussy, pushing their fingers into your cunt while talking about how tight you were… but it was making you very wet to know your boyfriend was watching.

“C’mon, aren’t you gonna fuck her already?” Incubus!bf said with a pout, stroking one of his friends cocks. “See how wet she is? Hmph, and you all call yourself incubi…”

He helped guide one of his friends’ cocks to your pussy, beginning to get hard when he watched the head stretch you out.

“F-fuck… she feels so good, we’ll have to do this often…” the friend murmured, fucking into you.

Some of them offered their cocks to you, and you sucked and jerked them off like a good girl. Your boyfriend loved watching this, stroking his cock to the sight of his girlfriend being used~

The other incubi started fondling each other, too horny while waiting their turn.

You watched as the taller incubi quickly dominated the shorter ones, stroking the shorter ones cocks as they pounded their asses. The sight had your pussy dripping, because they had their eyes on you the whole time.

At some point you felt another cock enter your pussy, the incubi making out over you as their cocks rubbed against each other inside your warm cunt. Their tongues tangled together, and their tilted up your head so you could join the heated kiss.

Each incubus there got a turn with you, and your boyfriend smiled fondly as he eyed your leaking pussy.

He buried his face between your thighs, licking up all the semen that filled you up.

“Mmm… did you have fun, love? We can do this next month too…”

He kissed your head then pulled you close, letting your pussy keep his cock warm as you fell asleep.

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[deathbxnny]

Arcane women accidentally confessing to you. | Sevika, Jinx, Caitlyn, Vi x Gn!Reader

This is very self-indulgent, so enjoy.<3

Content: pre-season 2 because I want to be happy rn, slight angst if you squint, fluff, accidental confessions, maybe ooc??, cursing, sfw

Reader has no set pronouns!

((Not proofread))

》SEVIKA

She was resting at the last drop with you during some downtime in between missions. One hand lingered on your hip whilst her metallic one held onto her cigar, eyes focused on the pocker game she was playing with a couple of Silco's other henchmen. She always kept you close this way, a clear sign of who you belonged to despite never having said a word about it yet. It was a mutual understanding only you could have, and so she didn't think a confession was necessary.

Until today, it seemed.

You were secretly helping her cheat a little and eventually told her the winning move, which earned her a large sum of money. Letting out a smug laugh at everyone's angered and defeated glares, she gave you a lazy grin. "Thanks, sweetheart. This is why I love you." She hummed to you, smoke exhaling from her dark lips, before she froze ever so slightly. Well, it shouldn't be that much of a surprise to either of you, and yet she couldn't help but chuckle at your own stunned face.

Looking at the men around her, she threw some poker chips towards them, clearly asking for another round. She wasn't the type to get flustered or shy anyways, so her moving on like nothing happened was on brand.

The only acknowledgment you got, however, was the hand on your hip tightening.

》JINX

She has a hard time hiding her feelings for you due to her rather energetic and extremely clingy nature. But there is still a clear distance between you two that she's too scared to cross. It was a deep fear of ruining everything she had with you in case her confession went wrong. She'd rather you consider her your best friend for life if it meant for you to stay at her side. She didn't want to lose more people after all. And yet, as fate has it, she eventually lost herself in a good and happy moment with you.

You were tinkering on some projects in her hideout whilst listening to music. Her head was leaning against your shoulder as her eyes traced your focused gaze. Jinx felt so content and at peace in that moment that she couldn't stop the words that spilled out of her mouth. "I love you." It took her a second to realise what happened, and her body was quick to flinch away from you. You kept her in place, however, with a free hand placed against her head. "Hey, it's okay. I love you too. I'm not leaving." You reassured her quickly with a smile, one that made her heart skip a beat.

She may not see herself as deserving of you, but she's glad to have you at her side anyway. Hopefully forever.

》CAITLYN

Caitlyn was good at hiding her emotions from you. In fact, she had refused to tell you in fear of breaking the professionalism you two had and, most importantly, your friendship that she cherished deeply. And so, she was very careful not to reveal a single thing... until her confidence betrayed her and caused her to slip up.

You two were reviewing a new case together, and whilst she wasn't paying attention, she accidentally slid you her diary over. It unfortunately looked too similar to her work notebook, something she only realised the moment you opened it and froze in surprise. She may have scribbled your name all over it. She may have childishly drawn hearts around your name. She may have made it awfully clear that she loved you. And it made her wonder if there was a god out there that hated her deeply.

"... My apologies. Please ignore that-" "-Haha, I'm so relieved that I'm not the only one who did this!" You let out a soft laugh before pulling out your notebook and showing her similar pages to her own, just with her name written all over them. Her face was flushed from how flustered and embarrassed she was, but alas, she too couldn't help and chuckle at how silly this all was. At least you felt the same.

》VI

It's not like she didn't want to confess her feelings to you. She just didn't know how! Her confession should sweep you right off your feet in her mind, and yet nothing she came up with seemed good enough. Vi hoped that her flirting would get the point across, but she lacked the confidence to go any further than compliments. She just didn't want you to think differently of her and therefore kept her distance for the most part regarding the subject. That is if she could keep it in for lobger than she already has. She always felt so strongly about others, after all.

So, during a little hang out session in a bar somewhere in Zaun, she attempted to find the courage to tell you how she felt. Whilst she went off to go and get you a drink first, however, a drunken man showed up at your side and started flirting you in a rather uncomfortable way. You tried making it clear that you weren't interested, but as he went to grab your arm, a hand slammed in between you two onto the bar table. "Hey, I think they told you no, asshole." "Who the hell are you?" The man barked back, yet Vi didn't back down and simply blocked you from his view with her body. "I'm their girlfriend, now fuck off." She hissed, and the man just rolled his eyes before walking off grumbling.

Silence filled the space in between you two until you chuckled softly. "Girlfriend, huh? I like the sound of that." You hummed, secretly trying to ease her embarrassed mind, that quickly recovered at your words with a sly grin. "You do?" You mirrored her smile with a nod. "Very much so. I'm glad we think alike."

[yoyomomiko]

omg you should definitely talk more about marking daisuke and the other way around 🙂‍↕️ i would love to mark him up

Pairings: Daisuke x F!reader

Warnings: BITING; marking, hickeys, SUGGESTIVE (nsfw but not fully, so I guess mdni??), praising kink, small mention of dirty talking, small mention of bottom, submissive and soft dom Daisuke, cringe, not proofread, probably contains grammar mistakes, english isn't my first language!!

(A/N): I was so embarrassed to write this but like UGH I'm obsessed with Daisuke so badly rn it's insane😣 Also I'm so sorry this is kinda short and rushed😢 -> m.list

★MARKING HIM

You have to hold a hand over his mouth, he won't shut up. He's whining and making so many noises❗

He's not really that much into you marking him, but he surely won't mind one bit

Leave a trail of hickeys and watch him PANIC.

He's so scared that somebody (Swansea) is gonna notice, and then scold him and also possibly you too😔

Imagine the look on his face while he realizes you left marks

IMAGINE PRAISING HIM WHILE YOU'RE NIPPING AT HIS SKIN THOOO

"You're doing so good for me," "Shit, mm, uh-huh..."

Sitting on top of him in one of your rooms and kissing him, leaving dark red marks trailing from his neck to his chest

He doesn't know how to cover them up, you gotta help him🥲

Like, he's gonna have something around his neck and when Swansea asks about it he's like

"Oh, you know, fashion."

He asks you not to mark him too high up because he's scared😔

Overall he enjoys it, not too into receiving from you but if you like it then he's all for it🙌

★MARKING YOU

Boy oh boy😍

When I tell you to get ready, to prepare yourself fully, then do it. Take a break, stare at the invisible camera for a second and then go back to reading.

UGH Daisuke is so fucking IN FOR IT

He loves loves LOVES giving them to you, he's so into it, it boosts his ego to see you all marked up by him🙏

Will gently kiss your skin before completely BITING into you, leaving so many dark purple marks over your neck and shoulders

Thinking about sitting on top of the desk in the utility room while Swansea is having his lunch break, making out with Daisuke, his lips all over your skin, leaving hickeys everywhere (might write a fic about this)

If you let even the slightest noise escape your mouth, he's gonna take it as a "go on"

Bottom Daisuke this, Submissive Daisuke that, WHAT ABOUT SOFT DOM DAISUKE??

Imagine just cuddling with him at night and he just buries his face in your shoulder. You think it's a cute gesture until you feel a slight sting and realize he's nipping at your skin (also might write a fic about this)

He's gonna gently kiss the hickeys he left on you to soothe you, he's just sweet like that😋

If you like it, TELL HIM.

"Am I doing good?" "Yes, very good-"

You can barely even talk because he's digging his teeth into you so much

He's gonna ask if he's doing good in between kisses just because🫶

Did I mention he's not big on dirty talking? I mean, he does it accidentally sometimes, but he just cringes whenever he tries.

BUT HE'S BIG ON PRAISING SO😝

CALL HIM A GOOD BOY WHILE AT IT

Will also leave full on teeth marks, just a heads-up, he's a vampire❗

Overall he likes giving marks more than receiving

"It's not accurate, that's not how Daisuke would be!!" idc these are MY headcanons so shoo😠

★yoyomiko ★miko

[beloveds-embrace]

OK IVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT THIS FOR A WHILE

so I keep seeing these ads for “pheromone perfume” pop up. the women in who advertise it say that it makes men go crazy, it smells amazing, they can’t get their bfs off of them whenever they put it on (and usually they put it on and then set up the camera and wait for their significant other to walk in the room and react to it)

and every time I see one of those ads, I think of designationless reader.

idk if that’s something they’d ever do, but I feel like it would be interesting for them to dab some of it on their wrists and behind their ears, as well as where their scent glands are and see how the guys react to it 🤭🤭

Anon i love you and I am smooching your brain so hard rn

The idea had been simmering in your mind for weeks, born from the endless pheromone perfume ads that flooded your late-night scrolling. People with bright smiles swore their perfumes were magic, capable of driving their partners wild with desire. But you weren’t like those people. You had no designation, no scent, no pheromones to speak of-

The ads made you feel like an outsider all over again. But they also left you wondering- what if there was a way to bridge that gap, just a little?

That’s how you found yourself at a specialized lab, the kind that catered to people willing to spend a small fortune for something deeply personal. It wasn’t easy. The process was invasive, awkward, and expensive. The technicians had taken a lot of samples of your body- skin oils, sweat, saliva- examining them under microscopes, running them through machines you didn’t understand, distilling your very essence into a single vial of concentrated potential.

When you walked out with the tiny glass bottle, your wallet was lighter, and your chest was tight with nerves.

What if this didn’t work?

What if it did?

Being scentless had always set you apart, a quiet absence in a world built on pheromones and instinct. You didn’t have the alluring pull of an omega’s sweetness or the steady, grounding weight of a beta’s calm. And you certainly didn’t have the commanding presence of an alpha’s dominance.

You were… nothing.

Not that your pack ever made you feel that way. Price, Soap, Ghost, and Gaz treated you like you hung the moon, their affection constant and overwhelming. But sometimes, in the quiet moments, you wondered what it would be like if you could scent them. If you could mark them the way they marked you. If you could pull them closer without relying on their instincts to protect what was theirs.

You’d dabbed the finished product on experimentally: just behind your ears, at the base of your throat, and along the faint line of your collarbone. You added drops to your wrists and even a little over your faulty scent glands, though you weren’t sure why. It had no scent for you, and you were almost worried that they might have scammed you.

But their reactions convinced you otherwise.

The moment he walked into the common area, his steps faltered. His broad shoulders stiffened, and his blue eyes sharpened, narrowing as if sensing something just out of reach. He sniffed once, subtly at first, but then again, deeper, his nostrils flaring, and his hands flexed at his sides.

“Something’s… different.” He muttered, almost to himself, but his voice was low enough to send a shiver through you.

“Something wrong, Cap?” You asked innocently, feigning ignorance as Soap entered behind him.

Soap stopped in his tracks, bright demeanor dimming as his eyes zeroed in on you. His head tilted, his mouth parting slightly as he breathed in deeply. “Lass,” he murmured, soft and careful. “What are you wearin’?”

“Clothes? What else would I be wearing, Soap?” You replied, voice dry just enough to be convincing. You raised an eyebrow, then, and crossed your arms. “Seriously, what’s going on?”

Gaz appeared next, his movements slower than usual as he approached. Dark eyes narrowed, his focus razor-sharp as his body tensed. He didn’t speak immediately; instead, he circled you slightly, his hands twitching like he wanted to reach out but didn’t know where to start.

Ghost entered last, his imposing frame cutting through the room’s tension like a blade. He didn’t say a word, didn’t ask, didn’t even hesitate. He simply stopped in front of you, his chest rising and falling steadily as his head dipped slightly, his masked face inches from yours. His gloved hands found your waist, and a low growl rumbled in his chest as he inhaled deeply.

“What?” you asked again, blinking at them with wide eyes, your voice lilting with carefully curated confusion. “What’s wrong?”

Price stepped closer as well, his boots heavy against the floor as he studied you. “You smell… different, love.” He said, voice like the distant rumble of thunder.

“Different how?” you asked, biting back a smile.

Johnny couldn’t hold himself back from you any longer, his hands sliding over your hips as he leaned in, his nose brushing against the curve of your neck. He let out a low hum, his warm breath skimming your skin. “Christ,” he murmured, his lips barely grazing your throat, “you smell good. Like somethin’ I can’t quite place.”

Gaz knelt at your side, his hands wrapping around your wrists. He brought one up to his face, his eyes fluttering shut as he pressed a kiss to the soft skin. “Sweet,” he murmured softly. “Warm, like you’ve been wrapped in sunlight.”

Ghost growled again, deeper this time, the sound vibrating through his chest as his gloved fingers tightened on your waist. He pulled you closer, pressing his masked face against the other side of your neck, and the rumble in his throat sent a shiver down your spine.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you said, your voice trembling just enough to sell the performance. “I didn’t do anything.”

But the pack wasn’t buying it.

Price’s hand cupped your jaw, his thumb brushing against your cheek as he tilted your face up. Piercing blue eyes searched yours. “You sure about that, love?” he asked, a low grumble that sent heat pooling in your stomach.

Soap pressed a kiss to your collarbone, his teeth grazing the skin lightly as his hands slid beneath your shirt. “Disnnae matter,” he murmured, voice thick with affection and something more primal, more hungry. “Whatever it is, it suits you.”

Gaz hummed in agreement, his lips trailing up the inside of your wrist to the sensitive skin of your palm. “Feels like it’s everywhere,” he said, his voice almost reverent. “Can’t get enough of it. Can’t get enough of you, dove.”

Ghost was silent, but his actions spoke louder than words. He lifted you effortlessly, setting you on the edge of the table with a deliberate slowness that made your heart race. His hands found your thighs, his grip firm but gentle as he leaned in, his masked face pressing against your stomach. The low growl in his chest deepened, a possessive sound that sent a thrill through you.

They were relentless after that.

John claimed your lips, firm and demanding, his hands cupping the back of your neck as he tilted your head back. Soap followed, his kisses trailing along your jaw and down your throat, his hands exploring your body with a reverence that made you shiver.

Gaz and Simon kissed the inside of your thighs, their teeth grazing the sensitive skin there as theirs hands held you steady and open, all theirs.

“Perfect girl,” Simon groaned against the back of your thighs, thick fingers digging into your skin. “Ours. Whatever you’d done- you don’t need it. You’ll always be ours.”

Hours passed in a haze of touch and heat, their attention unyielding as they marked every inch of you as their own. They murmured about your scent between kisses, their words a mix of worship and devotion. You played your part perfectly, letting soft, breathless sounds escape your lips as you clung to them, your innocence a carefully crafted mask.

By the time they were done with you, your were very sure they had rubbed off all the perfume off your body, and covered you with their own scents.

When they finally pulled back, in the nest, their bodies heavy with satisfaction, Price cupped your cheek with gaze still burning with intensity. “You don’t need anything to make us want you,” he said, low but steady. He stared straight at you, so that you would not have any reasons to doubt his words. “You’re already perfect.”

You smiled, letting the words wash over you, but said nothing. Your secret was safe, for now.

[planet-dusk]

if you could possibly give me your thoughts on making out with a very desperate and very tired hannie i am in shambles rn 😔

🏷️ han jisung x fem!reader. cw ; somno, pet names: baby ( 475 w. )

minors dni. for mature audiences only !

his lips are soft against yours, parting easily. a shiver runs through him when your hand curls around his hard cock. you work it just the way he likes it, watching his slow blinks as he fights the sleep threatening to take over his heavy limbs. he looks so cute like this: cheeks slightly puffed and lips pursed into a frustrated, sleepy pout.

"'m sorry, baby. i'm too tired." he shakes his head in an attempt to clear it. "want you so fucking bad..."

you brush a thumb over the circles underneath his eyes. they're getting darker. he doesn't like talking about it but it worries you. "you work too much, sungie. you should go sleep."

he shakes his head again, two fingers tapping against the seat of your panties. a tired smile tugs at the corner of his mouth upon finding them soaked through. "and leave my baby hanging like this? i would never."

"don't worry about me. i can take care of myself."

it's hard to hide the slight disappointment in your voice. it isn't jisung's fault: between your busy schedules it's almost impossible to find time for each other. you just wished you had more of it.

"i mean it." he drags your hips up until you're straddling him, whimpering at the heat of your clothed cunt over his length. your forehead drops to his at the contact and you can't help but roll your hips over his cock, the tip pressing into your clit just right.

"sungie..."

"fuck, baby, use me - please," jisung begs, nearly delirious with want and sleep. "i need to feel you around me, ride me, do whatever you want with me, hhnng —"

you push yourself up and tug your panties to the side, sinking down on him, letting him fuck his full length into you with shallow thrusts. you feel so full at this angle, gasping at the sudden stretch and the dirty words falling from his kiss-bitten lips.

"close your eyes," you kiss at the corners of his slack mouth, lips wet with the drool gathered there, feeling his body relax underneath yours when he complies.

you move slowly, savoring every inch of him dragging along your walls. it's embarrassing how turned on you are — watching him like this and using him like this sends a wave of arousal dripping down his length. you're used to jisung being vocal in bed (be it dirty talk or loud moans) but all you hear now is his breathing. it seems to be slowing down as he slips in and out of consciousness, letting out the occasional whimper at a particular sharp roll of your hips. his eyelids flutter when your breath fans over them, lips coming to rest against his temple.

"you're doing so well for me, baby. now let me take care of us both."

© planet-dusk do not copy, translate or repost my works.

[takes1]

ur blog is so pretty...

if you are okay with it, do you have any headcanons bout what type or p0rn the Karasuno boys would watch? 🌹

what type of p*rn would the karasuno team watch?

warnings. heavy nsfw under the cut. minors DNI

characters. suga. daichi. asahi. tsukki. kageyama. hinata. nishinoya. tanaka. yamaguchi. details. lots of kink discussion - just about anything you can think of

links. my masterlist. my ao3. more haikyuu. my imagines. requests open.

suga९᠀ - likes a good storyline video. loves a bad one. shitty acting gets him laughing, and he needs every chance he can get to feel as though he isn't sinning. won't say no to an amateur flick, but he likes the structure of 4k videos, and is a suuuucker for the 'oiled up' aesthetic.

asahi९᠀ - buddy has a rampant size kink that doesn't get much of an outlet. downside: most videos that cater to this are not what he wants, because of the unavoidable infantilization in most of them. so he opts for amateur vids with bigger guys turning out their smaller girlfriends, wives; extra props if there's some real, organic dirty talk, or if it happens to be super low-quality.

daichi९᠀ - has no shame about his oral fixation. face fucking. deepthroat. he's got any video with some lucky dude getting good head memorized by the title and the preview. his favorites are either: when the guy stays hands-off and silent, or when she takes a load down her throat. not much in between.

tsukishima ९᠀ - is a filthy animal with a porn addiction. will watch/has watched just about everything under the sun. he had a bukkake faze, a gangbang faze, but is now proudly serving his bdsm faze with specific interest in femdoms. shiny, black heels get him hard in an instant. has done the tried-and-true bdsm questionnaire in his spare time and does heaps of research on the community, usually as a pregame to jerking off.

kageyama ९᠀ - no particular preferences. but if he's got a crush on somebody, he will strictly watch lookalikes. it wasn't a conscious habit at first, but after the third time it happened, he couldn't articulate any other reason to look up seven descriptors in the search bar and get 0 results. how well/quickly he gets off is based on how well the actor or subject looks his crush. it's a long endeavor, too. he edges for as long as he can, and almost always does it twice.

hinata ९᠀ - can't watch porn long enough to build any strong preferences. has sensitivity/premature ejaculation issues, so he tends to just listen to whatever video he landed on. this has opened more of a pipeline to nsfw audios, instead. loves the sound of two bodies coming together, especially all the little pants and huffs in a video that aren't faked. has gotten insanely good at being able to tell if it's fake, too.

nishinoya ९᠀ - doesn't watch videos; similar problem to hinata. instead, yuu buys physical hentai novels. big fan of monster-fucking. tentacle stuff is a staple in his readable porn. he guards his collection with his life and would sooner lose a limb than have anybody go near the shelf that he keeps them hidden behind. once, asahi stood too close during a sleepover and -naturally- yuu bit him as a distraction, just to get him away from the area.

tanaka ९᠀ - wlw videos. solo-girl vids. he can't stand to watch something with a guy in it. it's huge turn-off, especially when the dude is too loud, or in the way, too soft, or straight-up ugly. learned to love the slow, women-catered stuff that's 40 minutes long and has plot to follow. also picked up a lot of tongue tricks from these vids, too. (congrats, kiyoko!)

yamaguchi ९᠀ - mmf threesomes. i think ya'll know what i'm getting at, here. either he 1: is poly and doesn't know it, 2: is gay and doesn't know it, 3: is genuinely very enticed by the idea of overstimulating a gorgeous girl, OR 4: can't see himself as enough for a potential partner, and this might be a subconscious way of evading that insecurity.

notes. i'm very sorry to any who were looking for ennoshita, kinoshita, or narita. i tried, but genuinely couldn't get anything going for any of them. they all seem like nice guys, but there's no material that i can properly make nasty.

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