#haikyu x bnha

[br0kenangel]

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𝑌𝐴𝑁𝐷𝐸𝑅𝐸 𝐵𝑈𝐿𝐿𝑌 who's obsessed with your pussy ⁺¹⁸

Yandere bully who is so mean to you in public, constantly teasing and making you cry, taunting you in front of everyone, pushing your buttons just to see you break. "What's wrong, baby? Gonna cry again?" He grins, acting like the bitch he's known to be. But in private, he's on his knees, your obedient pet, begging to please you however you want.

Yandere bully who's addicted to you, desperate for your approval. He'll do anything to have you, anything to make you cum, anything to feel like he's worthy of your attention -even if it means pushing you to the brink of pleasure every chance he gets.

Yandere bully who gets you alone any chance he gets and makes you cum over and over again, his cruel exterior gone as he worships you with his mouth and hands. "You're so fucking beautiful when you cum for me. 'Il do anything for you, baby." His fingers don't stop, even when you're shaking, his lips constantly moving over your sensitive skin, drawing out orgasm after orgasm until you can't take it anymore.

Yandere bully who loves catching you off guard when you're trying to study, slipping under the table and spreading your legs without a word. His fingers slip inside you while his tongue circles your clit, licking and sucking on it like he can't get enough. You try to concentrate, but it's impossible, and he knows it. "Come on, baby, keep studying while I make you feel good." He smirks against you, watching you fall apart as he fingers you under the desk.

Yandere bully who loves to suck on his lollipop in front of you, popping it in and out of his mouth with a teasing grin, only to push it inside your pussy without warning. "How's that feel, baby? Bet you never thought this sweet thing could fuck you, huh?" He moves it in and out, his eyes locked on your expression as he watches you struggle. And when he's done, he pulls it out, licks it clean, and goes right back to sucking on it like nothing happened, savoring your taste mixed with the candy.

Yandere bully who acts like he's in control, always smug and cruel with the things he says, but the moment you're soaking wet and he's got his mouth on you, it's like he's a different person. "Fuck, I can't get enough of this. You taste so good, baby... I need more, please."

Yandere bully who moans like he's the one getting head whenever he's between your legs, his voice breaking as he eat you out. He can't help the sounds slipping out of his mouth, so lost in the taste of you that he's grinding himself against the mattress. "Fuck, baby... you taste so fucking good. I'm gonna lose it.." The pleasure in his voice is unreal, like he's the one being pleasured.

Yandere bully who gets absolutely lost between your legs, so pussy-drunk he forgets everything else around him. His mouth is buried between your thighs, licking and kissing like he's been deprived of it for days. He's groaning into you, the wet sounds echoing as he slurps up everything you give him, completely obsessed.

Yandere bully who talks directly to your pussy like it's a person, his voice low and ragged, whispering how good it is, how perfect it feels for him. "Fuck, baby, you're so fucking sweet.. So good for me. God, I'm never letting you go." He kisses it like it's his lips, muttering praises to it while his tongue laps you up.

Yandere bully who gets so messy and sloppy, his face drenched with your slick, but he doesn't care. The more you give him, the more he wants, making filthy, lewd noises as he fuck you with his tongue. "Shit... I can't get enough. I need more, more of you." He's never satisfied, his fingers spreading you open just so he can see how you pulse for him.

Yandere bully who doesn't just lick, he makes love to your pussy with his mouth, slow at first, dragging his tongue in long strokes like he's savoring every taste. Then he's frantic, desperate, his lips locking around your clit, sucking so hard you can't hold back your moans, and he loves it. "Fuck, baby, you're so wet for me. Keep making those sounds, I'm fucking addicted to this."

Yandere bully who can't keep his hands off, always pinching and smacking your pussy between sloppy licks, just to watch it bounce and twitch under his touch. "God, I love seeing you like this, so swollen and needy for me." He'd smack it again, the sound so lewd it makes you blush.

Yandere bully who loves to spits on your pussy, his eyes dark with lust as he watches his saliva drip onto you before diving in with his tongue. "Look at this, baby. So fucking messy for me, just how I like it." He grins, dragging his tongue through the wetness and your slick, slurping noisily like he's savoring every second of it.

Yandere bully who bites your pussy just to see your reaction, his teeth grazing over your swollen lips, nipping at your sensitive skin. "Come on, baby, don't squirm. You know you love it when I get a little rough with you." His voice is low, teasing, as he watches your body jerk at the sensation. He alternates between soft kisses and sharp bites, pushing your limits.

Yandere bully who buries his face deeper, tongue pushing into you as far as it can go while his nose grinds against your clit. He groans with each taste, like he's drowning in pleasure just from having you on his lips. "You're so fucking perfect. I could eat this forever:" His words are so slurred and desperate, like he's too far gone to think straight anymore.

Yandere bully who tells you he loves you for the first time when you squirt into his mouth, the taste driving him so insane that the confession slips out before he can stop it. "Fuck... I love you. I fucking love you." His voice is hoarse, and he's groaning like he's the one cumming, licking up every drop you give him as his face gets soaked in your release. He's a mess, panting, eyes wide as the reality of what he just said settles in, but he doesn't take it back.

Yandere bully who gets so overwhelmed eating you out that he cums in his pants without even touching himself, his body shaking with how much he's lost in it. He's a mess, his cock twitching in his soaked boxers while he keeps his mouth on you. "Oh god.. fuck.. I'm cumming... I can't- shit-"And even after he cums, he still doesn't stop, licking up every drop of you like it's his lifeline.

Yandere bully who grinds himself against the bed, getting off just by eating you out, humping the mattress as he moans into you, obsessed with how you taste and feel. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum just like this... you're too fucking good. I can't take it..."

Yandere bully who stays between your legs even after you're spent, lazily licking and kissing, his breath hot against your sensitive skin. "l'm not done... Stay still..." His voice is low, almost hoarse, as he presses one last kiss against your pussy, so utterly drunk on it that he can't stop himself.

Yandere bully who takes so many pictures of your pussy that his phone is filled with them. He's got one as his lock screen, grinning every time he unlocks his phone and sees it there. "God, you're so fucking pretty. I can't get enough." He pulls out his phone to take even more photos when you're spread out for him, snapping pictures while muttering to himself about how perfect you look. He's gross, but he doesn't care-he's obsessed with having every part of you to himself.

Yandere bully who wants to shave you himself, his hands steady as he moves the razor over your skin, but it always ends the same way-with him making you cum so hard that your pussy is swollen and puffy by the time he's done. "You look so cute like this... all swollen for me." His fingers trace over your sensitive skin, teasing you even more, knowing you're already overstimulated. He never stops until you've cum over and over again, leaving you a trembling, swollen mess.

Yandere bully who isn't satisfied until he's made you cum more times than you can count, watching you shake and scream, completely addicted to the way your body reacts. "Look at you.. all mine. No one else gets to touch you like this. Only me." He's possessive, obsessed, and so pussy-drunk that he's practically begging for more, even when you can't take it anymore.

Yandere bully who cries when you cum on his tongue, so overwhelmed by how sweet you taste that tears well up in his eyes. He's moaning and sobbing, his face soaked with a mixture of your wetness and his tears. "You're so fucking sweet.. so perfect... fuck, I can't take it..."He presses his face deeper into you, tongue flicking desperately, crying with how much he loves the way you feel.

Yandere bully who steals your dirty panties every chance he gets, slipping them into his pocket when you're not looking. He hides them away just so he can sniff and lick them later, getting off to your scent like a total pervert. "God, you smell so fucking good.. I can't stop thinking about İt." He presses the fabric to his nose, groaning as he grinds against the bed, cumming hard while licking your panties, completely high.

Yandere bully who can be the meanest, most disgusting version of himself, using your body for his pleasure, but you can feel the way he's addicted to you, how much he needs to please you. It's a twisted game between love and hate-he's cruel, mean, but the moment he's got his hands on you, he can't stop himself from worshipping you in the most filthy, desperate ways possible.

@ 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒. 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒑𝒚, 𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒆𝒃𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒔.

[rebelssvy]

hidden scars

katsuki bakugo x reader

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LABELS: fluff, somewhat angst. he comes home al bruised up and it hurts your heart.

you didn’t notice you were crying, until he wiped the tear off your cheek.

your fiancé was pro hero, katsuki bakugou. you knew him in middle school, but you really got to know him in highschool.

after the events of your first year. it shook you to the core. it only seemed to motivate him.

you fell in love shortly after you two graduated. both becoming pro heros. he admired you, everything about you.

when he proposed to you, you retired as a pro hero. fans and media going crazy over the loss of their ‘favorite hero’. but no one really knew what that life was like.

that life was your life now. silently crying as you stitched up your fiancé in the kitchen of your shared home.

it was dark, hard to see much. so quiet you could hear your own breathing. your own sniffles.

you hated the hero life. you hated seeing the man you loved like this. you hated that you were more in pain then he was.

he sat there, on the counter top. shirt off as you healed him. running your fingers over his wounds. the tears never stopped flowing.

no one ever saw him in this way. no one but you. he kept his pain to himself so you wouldn’t get more worried. you knew he did this.

there was no words shared between the two of you.

slowly he pulled you into a tight hug.

you sobbed into his chest.

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:··:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:· ·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:··:*¨

- hello why is this lowk angst-y. i love it

[kleftiko]

you’re bodies are sticky, pressed together as you lay bare. your head against his shoulder as he cradles you, staring up at the ceiling, the fingers of his right hand tracing up and down your skin.

not too long ago he was gripping handfuls of it greedily in order you get you infinitely closer to him, glutinous mouth leaving blotches of possession across it, but now he soothed it with feather light touches as you slept peacefully. the only thing on his mind is wondering why it’s so soft. how could he still feel your smooth skin under the calloused pads of his hands. how could something this soft exist in such a harsh world.

but it didn’t matter when that soft noise escapes your lips, sleep riddled body instinctively curling up against him for comfort. god, he’d let the world burn for you, if only to feel the soft touch of your bare skin against his forever.

kageyama, IWAIZUMI, sakusa (hq) LAW, zoro, ace (op) gojo, geto, YUJI, choso (jjk) giyuu, SANEMI, iguro (kny) yami, nozel (bc) DABI, shigaraki, aizawa? (mha)

[zu8her]

PORN ST✰R!BF

my horny self is writing final exams yet i am doing this. also, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD AND THE CONTINUATION OF ME WRITING, COMMENT! <3 also taking requests

Okay so he happens to work in the adult entertainment industry. Widely known despite being a male porn star.

Of course, you masturbate quite often to videos of him especially. In your bed, hand in your underwear rubbing at your clit, listening to his breathy moans through your earphones. He looked so good sliding his cock in and out of her. Having his hand grip her hips and the other around her throat. God, you wish that were you.

You getting off on his videos is quite common. He travels a lot naturally, which means your left alone, for days even weeks. You couldn’t help yourself. He caught you eventually and embarrassingly so. You had come late from work tired and pent up. Your earphones were nowhere to be found and phone in the charger. Like a teenage boy you went on your laptop on your desk lowered the volume to 56% and searched his name, incognito mode of course.

You found a video of him fucking someone that resembled you. Hands immediately on your clit when fast forward to him actually fucking her. The video as always focused more on the woman, but the sight of his cock alone got you off. When his face would come into frame or he’d speak you’d get hotter, go faster. You were so engrossed in the scene that you didn’t hear the bedroom door opening. “Baby?” he stood suitcase in hand. His face twisted from a confused expression to that of deviance.

He caught you. Hand in shorts and his moans sounding from your laptop. You moved to shut the laptop quickly but what’d that do exactly? He already saw you.

“Don’t drop the phone baby.” He got you on the bed with your legs spread open. Your laptop was left on your desk and replaced by his. Moans echoed through the room (yours included) as you watched your boyfriend fuck the actress prone. He, of course, was behind, his fingers plunging in and out of your wet cunt. The sheets were damp with your cum. You’d lost count how many times you came. After each one he’d just continue locking you in his arms and resuming his assault on your clit and cunt.

Eventually, he’d let you switch positions. He had you on your stomach. When you laid on your arm, he pulled gently at your hair lifting your head. “Watch. Thought you liked seeing me fuck her. That cock’s about to fuck you now.” He’d go ridiculously slow just to toy with you. Impulsively grab a handful of your big ass and watch as it jiggles with each stroke.

Rensuke Kunigami, Kuroo, Choso, Reiner, Jean, Bokuto, Ichigo, Nanami, Daichi, Ushijima, Iwazumi, , Uramichi, Mitsuo Kumatani, Sugawara, Ushijima, , Osamu, Reno Ichikawa, Kageyama, Tsukishima, Megumi

[realcube]

tw // fingering, fem! reader, pet names, alcohol mentions & semi drunk sex

he likes to take care of you when you come home from nights out.

it's cute how your hair is a little messy and make-up is a little smudged. looks like you've had a fun time, and that's what he loves to see. you're still a bit tipsy but even you can tell that reek of alochol and sweat, so you opt to clean up. and of course your caring boyfriends offers his help.

he leads you to the bathroom, while you cling to his shirt and stumble around, causing him to slip a sturdy arm around your waist. he sets you down carefully at the edge of the tub before he starts to run a warm bath. while it fills up, he helps you strip nude, gently tugging off your clothes over your head, laughing together when you get momentarily trapped.

soon, he guides you into the bath and holds both of your hands as he aids you in sitting down. "hot enough?" he asks, and smiles when you nod in confirmation.

picking up a bottle of shower gel, he pours a dollop into his hand and wipes it across your back, rubs it into your shoulders. he continues this process across your front, massaging your tits, then moves to your feet and works his way up to your thighs until you are covered with foamy bubbles.

"my soapy girl." he muses, his hand wnadering from your knees to up between your thighs and he finds himself idly playing with your clit while gazing lovingly into your eyes, enraptured by your peaceful state. how your eyes would drift close but reopen after every loving stroke.

you breath heavily at his lustful touch, melting into it until a sharp gasp is pulled from you when his two fingers slip into your pussy, followed by a quiet yet wanton moan as he slowly begins to move. the water waves and splashes with every soft thrust of his fingers, while he stares at you, fixated on every slight twitch of your features.

"relax, baby, please. i'll take care of you."

suna, akaashi, SUGAWARA, kita, AIZAWA, (pro-hero) kirishima, draken, MITSUYA, kunikida, ranpo, atsushi

[shaisuki]

thinking about men in business suits. who's tired of their job that makes a more than a living. hardly getting a break from their day to day job and the overtime, it's worst and the only way that relieves them is coming to their chubby spouse who waits for them at home. waiting for their arrival who kisses them by the door and a warm meal waiting for them. their chubby spouse who looks so good in a apron tied around their plush waist and their round tummy poking out.

they can't help but to grab their fat wife while slowly untying the knot of their necktie and just hugs them from behind while peppering kisses all over their face and them your tired husband is burying his face to your neck and then, it's on the bedroom.

dinner forgotten and cold in the table while they feast on your fat cunt. warm and dripping in such wetness that they can't get enough. the taste of your fat pussy is better than the meals they have eaten. they do it as a thank you but mostly they want it. been craving it for the whole day and they can't wait to get their face buried to your pussy with your creamy thighs crushing them.

just been plagued with husband and his chubby wife.

Nanami, Shiu, Higuruma (JJK) Matsukawa, Daichi, Kuroo (HAIKYUU) Yoriichi, Giyuu, Tengen (KNY) Tsukauchi, Endeavor, Aizawa (BNHA) Obi, Benimaru (FIRE FORCE) Gen, Hoshina, Kafka (KAIJU NO.8) Ego, Noa (BLUE LOCK) Taiju, Shinichiro, Wakasa (TOKYO REVENGERS)

[ficsforgaza]

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[takes1]

Hi theree!! If you dont mind, can you write iwa, kuroo, akaashi having a major crush on cool reader who is very good in hiding her feeling

kuroo x hard to get!reader p. 1

hey!! thanks for the request! this was originally meant to be all one part, but had to split it because of word count/pacing. nsfw to follow, reply to be tagged in next part pls!

warnings. lite!nsfw, minors DNI

details. kuroo crushing on reader / player!kuroo / hard to get!reader / kinda fuckboy!kuroo / kuroo pining / cool!reader / karasuno manager!reader / flirty!kuroo / future smut / a dash of whiny kuroo / vague feelings / noncommunicative!reader / failed?courtship / 2.2k words - reply to be tagged in next part

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"What's a pretty girl like you doing at a training camp?"

That was yet another version of a weak line you heard often. Emphasis on weak. The Nekoma captain lost your attention before he could even begin; made plain as day in a quiet sigh and the way you squeezed your clipboard closer to you.

All Kuroo noticed was how it pressed your chest up, real pretty in that tank top. It was the first time in days he felt an ounce of gratitude for the still heat of this summer, the lack of circulation in the gymnasium.

"What's the matter?" He chuckled, puffing his collar to get some air on his warm skin, "You shy?"

Guys that drooled over you, obsessive but ultimately bitter, made it so hard for themselves. There was nothing more attractive to you than a guy who just told you straight up what he wanted, what he liked about you, how it made him feel. But they always found it necessary to add extra steps.

You didn't have the time.

He followed your eyeline for a second, towards your team warming up, and threw a glance at his own. When he first saw you, he thought this would be quicker. The game would start soon and he needed your number, fast.

"That's alright if you are," Kuroo kept at this line of reasoning -surely the only reason you wouldn't look or speak to him- and leaned closer, "I'm into that."

The assumption was a little ridiculous.

You turned your chin away from him as if he wasn't there, then took a step forward, closer to the court, with a resigned hum.

A surprised, breathy laugh at the action. His brow furrowed a moment, not at all used to navigating around this kind of reaction, and finally understood that something was off. Yet, it still didn't occur to him that it was disinterest that motivated your avoidance.

A squeakity-squeak of shoes approaching, quick but heavy, didn't help at thawing your icy demeanor. He did notice that you at least looked at the captain of Karasuno.

Kuroo straightened up to his full height, shoulders squared at his mirrored rival.

"Kuroo."

"Sawamura."

"Is there a problem over here?" The subtle squint in his eyes let Kuroo know that he was suspicious of this bullshit right away.

They were a step away from whipping the measuring tape out. You rolled your eyes but it went vastly ignored.

"Don't know- you should go ask your team." Kuroo tilted his head, eyes low- threatening.

He didn't have the patience here to keep up appearances. Rival school was enough. Now he was cockblocking? There was simply no time to waste when he could already tell you wouldn't be so easy to crack. He liked your challenge, not Daichi's.

"Oh, okay-," Daichi's fake smile fell away to reveal a chilling scowl, "It's like that?"

Kuroo didn't miss a beat.

"Yeah, it's like that."

You cleared your throat, a successful interruption and deterrent: "He was trying to ask for my number."

His jaw almost hit the floor. He couldn't believe how blunt you were.

Daichi, delighted, laughed at Kuroo's shitty, rushed cover-up to hide how surprised he was.

He couldn't stay to keep throwing digs; there was a game to get to and he only had a minute to spare in the first place.

After you waved him goodbye, you turned around and walked towards the side wall for Karasuno's gear, all strewn about and disorganized. You began tidying up before the game.

Kuroo remained.

He stood still, dumbfounded that you walked away from him, at how easily you could speak, and shook his head full of growing doubts. He couldn't believe you didn't want him just yet.

Eyes locked on your pretty figure from behind, bent over while you gathered Karasuno's half-full bottles into the hefty carrier, he ran his fingers through his hair and prepared himself.

He was next to you, squatted down to help you collect every bottle.

For a minute he said nothing. He simply helped you clean up. You appreciated it only to an extent, because you knew it came with conditions.

One of the last bottles sported a message, scribbled in capital letters across some tape, 'DO NOT TOUCH' signed, 'TSUKIshima.'

The corners of your mouth tugged up at how quick he found the means to designate his own bottle. He really did hate it when the other guys drank from 'his' bottle. You sympathized with him, backing him up when he got uppity about the germs.

While they were supposed to share, part of that understanding was that they also shouldn't touch the mouth of the bottle with their lips (and most of them did, anyway).

As you placed it into the upper left corner of the carrier, where he often liked to put it, you smirked again at how the name scrunched up where he couldn't fit all the letters onto the tape.

"So you can smile."

You frowned. He was nothing if not persistent.

Sure, that alone was a turn-on, but it was obvious that he was ill-intentioned and misguided in his thought processes.

You didn't want him to feel like he won you over. You wanted a guy like him to beg a little. Step off the high-horse, get his hands dirty, work for something.

He clearly wasn't used to having to use his brain when it came to women. Guys like him pride themselves on how easy it is; they walk with a certain confidence, a coolness because there's no pressure to make accommodations in their behavior for girls they like. They can spend all their time playing shirtless sand volleyball and wait for girls to get in line.

When you stood, you slid the box of extra rags towards the water case with marked effort. He didn't help you with something so difficult- he was still reeling in the fact that you ignored him again, after he helped you.

If he chose not to chase after you, you could at least be the first time he got turned down so harshly. Both outcomes served in your favor.

He came to his senses a bit late. You both stood, and you had to dodge his unnecessary grab for your team's equipment.

"Let me help you with that, babe--,"

A scoff made him freeze again.

You shouldered the box of rags and balanced the heavy water case on your hip without so much as a word. You made your way outside to go fill the water case and dry out the rags in the sun.

His chest felt... tight.

Why did that hurt so bad? Fuck, what was he doing? Frustrated, he shook his head and walked back towards his team, at the end of their warm-up. He never had to work this hard for some chick's number, or even a laugh. In fact, since he never got turned down, he felt a sense of entitlement to -at the very least- your attention.

The fact that you wouldn't look at him was a unfamiliar mixture of sexy and cruel.

"Having some trouble?" Yaku's suggestive tone grated his nerves like nails on glass.

"Fuck off," Was a defeated sigh rolling off his tongue.

He sounded so gloomy that Yaku found the explicit discourtesy funny.

In your absence, he was able to focus on getting himself and his team ready-- he needed to worry about winning this game. He got the impression you didn't settle for losers.

They were all in position at the start. He took a breath to center himself.

"Let's go!" You shouted. Innocent, encouraging, with two thumbs up towards your team.

It was hardly audible over the constant noise level of the other games going on, but a sharp look still shot over to you.

He was able to dial back that momentary weakness by forcing himself to watch Suga instead, up to serve- literally anything, anyone else, but discovered his own unfortunate reality was that he could not tear his eyes off of you.

It made for a tough time. He had to balance his mind's bias (checking out just how soaked your little white tank top got from filling up the bottles outside) and the objectively greater value of keeping his head in the game.

Yet, his failure to stay focused didn't hinder his team's performance. He was able to translate his desire to an easier task; giving you a good performance.

You didn't have any distraction from it, the way he did.

So, the distance that the game called for made your heart grow fonder of him.

He couldn't keep digging his grave from so far away by opening his mouth, to put it simply. And more importantly, you could recognize how gorgeous he actually was.

Tall, tan, handsome- yeah sure, whatever. That tall, straight nose bridge? His high cheekbones? That dark, messy hair that just kept getting fucked up because he ran his hands through it when he was nervous? The way his jaw flexed, more defined, when the ball went back over the net? How the veins in his forearms grew plumper the longer the time ran? Anytime he touched the ball, really, and the sounds that left his mouth with each impact?

It got hot, pretty fast.

As you scribbled notes for your team's plays, the observations about how an opponent like Nekoma operated became increasingly more impressive. Kuroo wasn't the peacock-superstar you had assumed him to be.

He made room for his little blond friend, and facilitated his team with a kind of responsibility and restraint that you found yourself getting absorbed in. Your clipboard was the only presence grounding you for the last round, usually pulled towards your chest or covering half of your face.

Pearls of hot, dripping sweat made little wet spots on his shirt as he waited for the ball to come to him, completely immersed in the game. God, was he good.

It wasn't the most groundbreaking realization of all time, but it helped your opinion of him shift favorably. Your vendetta against his sly confidence began to chip and crack with every save, every slam, every hasty wipe of perspiration from his face.

The ball once seemed to find its way to you close to the end of the match, in a sneaky curve around the antennae.

You stutter-stepped back as three Nekoma players chased after it. Kuroo dove for it, slamming onto his side-- right where you were standing seconds ago.

He hit the ground with a loud and labored groan.

You watched the ball as it soared through the air, still in play thanks to his sacrifice. He scampered back up and joined the court again all too fast- it made you wish the ball had hit you so he would've stayed for longer.

The final score wasn't even close. Karasuno lost the second round 15 to 25. They were too scattered, trying out too many new things at once.

It didn't even feel like a real win to Kuroo, until he spared his thousandth passing glance to the sidelines.

And there you were. Finally looking at him.

A big grin overtook his face and he had to displace his excitement by running both of his hands through his sweaty hair. It's not like you were obvious, shit you still looked at him like he was the dirt beneath your shoe, but at least you noticed him.

It was brief, but it was enough.

You understood your slip-up just as much and broke away, growing warm at how one tiny moment could be so telling. You moved towards your team.

It took your knowledge of where Karasuno came from to understand that it wasn't a genuine loss, it was only an investment; getting the chance to work out these kinks with real competitors would serve them in the future. That's why you weren't upset with any of your guys when they jogged off-court. You held out their bottles and spoke only to the seniors when they looked like they wanted your commentary.

"You're all getting better. Hang in there," You patted Asahi on the back, who needed the extra reassurance, and nodded to Suga, who barely needed it at all.

Daichi clapped and rounded up the rest of the guys with a motivational shout, the third-years leading the way for their drills, but he made a brief stop to skim your notes.

"Keep your head up," You muttered, focused on the trouble you found in his expression.

He quickly grinned and thanked you- as he faced the exit, the concern was back almost right away. It didn't help having to move past Nekoma's huddle on the way out.

"Oooh, shocker!" Kuroo snickered, still giddy with pride, as Daichi walked by.

He wiggled his fingers at him with a jovial smile. They were almost nose-to-nose for a moment.

Your keen eyes caught Kuroo mouth a sweet and saccharine 'Bye-bye.'

Evil, silly sounding giggles under a bitten lip amused you, but you didn't make it known.

He was funny, quick-witted, and so pretty. You wanted to see how long you could drag this out. Ideally you'd string a guy like him along for the whole camp, if possible. Or break him. Whatever came first- all you knew at the moment was that you were down to entertain this.

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[fayeraa]

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑’𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓. ft. haikyuu, bnha and jjk chars.

for my smol-titties girlies out there because I don’t see enough appreciation for them <\3

reader is fem! and insecure about her chest. suggestive.

he doesn’t understand why you don’t like them.

they seem like perfection to him, no matter their size. each time he got to lay his eyes on them, he feels grateful, lucky, to have such opportunity.

it’s not given to everyone to be able to dote on such perfect assets, so soft and supple, just made to fit his hand.

its not even sexual, he does it because he knows he got the opportunity, and he won’t let it pass him by.

you could be laying on the couch, on the bar stools, in the bathtub, or anywhere really, and you would still feel a large delicate hand skimming on the smooth valley of your breasts, discovering the area like the first time.

it’s slow, burningly slow even, binding their time until snaking a thumb over your sweetness, looking at them with so much love. dumbfounded pupils peering up at you, worshipping you in your whole glory, never daring to look back.

they trail sloppy, dampening kisses from you stomach up to your ribs, caressing them so gently, before taking a handful of your right breast and kneading them tenderly, never ceasing admiring.

he doesn’t forget the left one, giving the same devotion as the previous, and keeps on smooching the warm patch of flesh, still so careful. .

they are round and silky, begging to be loved like they deserve. and he’s more than willing to give it to you tenfold.

they are bewitched.

𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠. . . kirishima, todoroki, shinso, tokoyami (bnha), akaashi (look at this man and DARE to tell me he wouldn’t appreciate small tits), bokuto, yamaguchi, kuroo, goshiki, suna (hq) megumi, nanami (gentleman yk yk) (jjk)

[@ fayeraa. do not copy, steal nor claim as yours, and do not translate/repost on other platforms.] reblogs appreciated <3

gotta elaborate later it’s too short 🙂‍↔️🙂‍↔️ hope it lifted a girl’s spirits tho <\33

[headintheclouds-posts]

🔞 MDNI FemReader OptionalMale

“Be a good girl and stay quiet, I don’t want us getting caught”

As usual, any event you were both invited too ended up with you hauled up in the nearest empty room devouring each other. It was something about the way a suit clung to his body that made you want him to take you at any given moment.

So here you are hoisted up onto the bathroom sink at your friends birthday party, making out with your husband as his fingers attack your entrance.

He quickens the pace of his fingers in your hole, the squelching sound of your wetness is barely heard due to the pounding music outside the door. He quickens his pace, matching his slender digits with the beat of the house track playing.

He continues to whisper praises in between kisses as you tighten your walls around his fingers, waves of pleasure building up inside of you.

“That’s my girl, cum for daddy” he growls, knowing your body reacts to his commands. Ripples of pleasure satisfy you as you unravel in his arms, whimpers and rasped praise leaving your lips.

Soon you’re back at the party, face flushed from the recent escapade. You look over to him, he’s talking to a friend and smiling as they discuss old memories.

At a glance he looked normal, nothing out of the ordinary…but if you really looked, you would see the drying wet patch on the lower part of his white shirt from where you squirted all over him, and the way he occasionally brings his fingers to his lips, the same fingers that were deep inside you not too long ago.

What people wouldn’t know is the unsaid promise you can see in his eyes, the promise that says it won’t just be his fingers making you see stars later.

Not my best, so I do apologise.

Also comments and reblogs make my day ♥️

[irisintheafterglow]

It’d been three hours since you’d climbed into bed, but sleep wasn’t coming easy to you tonight. You’d stared at the ceiling and flipped the side you were sleeping on several dozen times, but nothing seemed to work. You pulled a wild card and dialed his number in a last-ditch effort to sleep. 

He picked up after two rings. 

“Give me five minutes.”

“What?”

“I’ll be there in five minutes.”

“How? You’re fifteen minutes away at least.”

“I left ten minutes ago, duh. Felt like something was off.” 

“I adore you.”

“Yeah, I know you do. See you soon, love.”

[rebelssvy]

MHA ass or boobs? ⋆·˚ ༘ *

with: tenya lida, katsuki bakugou, kirishima eijirou, izuku midoriya, shoto todoroki, sero hanta, denki kamanari, hitoshi shinso

LABELS: suggestive. nothing smutty. headcannon list. ass/boobs and why. plus a little blurb

…

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ TENYA IIDA

ass.

he realized it when you sat on his lap in highschool.

✧.*

it was the end your third year, everyone gathered for a party at kirishimas house. drinks were flowing, everyone was bumpin’.

you had been far too tipsy. bumping into everything in your way. you felt a hand grab yours and drag you somewhere else. you were seated down. not knowing it was a person you were sitting on.

meanwhile it was iida, who was now charged with “taking care of you” by mina. had you sat in his lap. ass flush against him.

“hiii!!” you beamed up at him, nuzzling into his chest. he was a changed man.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ KATSUKI BAKUGOU

boobs lets be fr

he zoned in on your cleavage one night out. thanking the gods they gave humans boobs.

✧.*

you two had been in a little bit situationship. almost like dating but without the label. you didn’t mind though, he still treated you like his gf.

tonight you two were out at a hero show. best dressed, you came out in a stunning dress. the lace showing off the best parts of you.

you were in the elevator when katsuki was obviously bothered by somthing. cheeks flushed.

“something wrong?” you asked him, it was just the two of you.

“be my girlfriend.” he pleaded. his speech was fast, you almost missed it.

he groaned, motioning to you. “it’s just… i want all of that to myself.”

you walked over for a kiss.

“your gorgeous. and god your boobs!”

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ KIRISHIMA EIJIROU

ass 100 percent.

knowing it from birth.

✧.*

he watched you in the gym. you were his girlfriend for awhile now. scaring away any other men coming around you.

his head followed you, your motions. zoning in on your ass.

he realized in that moment you were too hot for him, walking over he took his hoodie and wrapped it around your waist.

“what’s wrong?” you asked. he shook his head in a nothings wrong way.

“your mine.” he answered.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ IZUKU MIDORIYA

omg both

he would feel bad about choosing either one.

✧.*

the two of you had been spending your sunday in his bed. binging all your favorite movies and shows. getting up only to pee and eat. it was nearing the evening, the two of you were still together.

“what’s your favorite part of me?” you asked him.

“your personality.” he answered without hesitation.

“omggg izuuu you have to pick!!” you laughed cuddled up next to him.

he shook his head, chuckling.

“okay well, what about…. ass or tits?” you questioned him farther.

he stared at you blank. not knowing what to say.

“you expect me to answer that!!” he laughed out.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ SHOTO TODOROKI

boobs.

in highschool your costume slipped during a training session. forever grateful.

✧.*

as soon as it happened he instantly covered you up. no one was really even close to the two of you. but deep down todoroki wanted to be the only boy too see you like that.

“oh my gosh!! todoroki im so embarrassed. im so sorry you had to see me like that.” you struggled, as he and you walked to the lockers.

“it’s ok.” he replied in short.

“but still i’m embarrassed!” you continued on.

“really you don’t have to be. it wasn’t a sight you should be embarrassed of.” he said in confidence. cheeks blushed.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ SERO HANTA

ass

in the middle of a fight, you were dropped into his arms. then you fell. on him.

✧.*

you were falling. and falling fast. your brain racked up every option that could get you out of this alive.

you were swooped up into the arms of your knight in shining armor. then second later you hit the ground with a soft thud.

“damn” sero groaned against the pavement. his back was flat against the ground.

“oh my gosh sero thank you so much!” you said going down to hug him. he groaned out again.

“are you hurt?” you asked him. he kinda took the fall for you.

“no im fine. it’s just..” he said looking down at where you two connected. your ass was flush against his hips.

you gasped not realizing how close you two were.

“if i’m being honest babe. i really don’t mind. i think it’s the one thing keeping me kickin’ right now.” he chuckled out letting his head fall.

he did take the fall for you.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ DENKI KAMANARI

boobs

he buys you tops just for you to show off your cleavage.

✧.*

your sneaky boyfriend has always wanted you to show yourself off. he takes so much pride in you.

“hey babe.” he said as he gave you a greeting hug.

“i got you somthing,” he whispered in your ear in the middle of the hug.

he handed it over to you, you opened it with smiles.

“you didn’t have to kami” you said. bringing the top up to your body.

you knew what he was doing. he thought he had the upper hand. but he was completely wrong. you’d didn’t mind the free tshirts though.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ HITOSHI SHINSO

ass

he loves falling asleep on your ass.

✧.*

so here you were. you had been dating shinso for awhile. and the truth had come out awhile ago about his true desire.

too fall asleep on you. using your ass as his pillows.

often times calling you to try to hang out just to fall asleep cheek against yours.

he loved every bit of you don’t get me wrong. but… waking up on his area was a pride and joy. no one else got to feel this feeling. to be so comfortable with you that he was able to do this with you.

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:· ·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:· ·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·

-thinking about doing this with haikyu lmk!!! maybe a mha part two of this with dif characters??

[kleftiko]

❦ HOW MANY KIDS DOES HE WANT

cw: none, this is fluff

i add to this intermittently :)

♡ a million. he wants a whole army of little ones running around. he has an endless list of names picked out and he just can’t help but feel like the most pure way to express his love for you is to create a little life and raise a wonderful person with you.

— HAWKS (mha), gojo, yuji, CHOSO (jjk), kuroo, bokuto, ATSUMU (hq), kiyoshi, kise (knb), julius, yami (bc), rengoku, akaza (kny),

♡ one or two. loves the idea of raising a child or two with you. he wants to watch and nurture a life, he wants to be the best father he can. he wants to support his child and find out what kind of person they’ll be with you right by his side. doesn’t even care if they’re biological.

— fatgum (mha), megumi (jjk), KITA, daichi (hq), akashi, kuroko (knb), nozel, fuegoleon (bc)

♡ doesn’t matter to him. it’s entirely up to you, it’s not like he would grow them in his body anyway. he has unconditional love for you, and if you chose to bring a child into your lives he will love them as well. will love you with a child, will love you without.

— aizawa (mha), LEVI (aot), nanami (jjk), sakusa, iwaizumi, kageyama (hq), kagami, murasakibara (knb), william (bc), giyuu (kny), kakashi

♡ get those things away from him. will hiss at them. doesn’t have a way with kids, it’s not a good idea. if you really DO want a child, he will give you one. but he will never, EVER, admit that he loves the little bastard. you think you see him cuddling them in the middle of the night? nope, get your eyes checked.

— SHIGARAKI, dabi (mha), sukuna (jjk), tsukishima (hq), aomine, midorima (knb), sanemi, obanai (kny)

[yanderenightmare]

TW: hints of NSFW

fem reader

You have one of those cartoon faces...

So animated it makes everyone else look dull – so much so that everything else just fades into the background.

He wonders if you’re like that during sex as well. All exaggerated – curled toes and ahegao faces – moans that reach the other part of town. Drooling, quivering, tongue out and panting, going cross-eyed from his cock.

It’s all he can think about as you talk. Pretty French tip hands throwing themselves every which way – glossed lips moving but not much being said, just some anecdote from work – eyes vibrant, smile bright. You talk too much, honestly. More guys would bother if you just learned to shut up.

But you won’t scare him away. He decided he was going to fuck you the moment you stepped into the office. Granted, so did half the staff – with the way your breasts bounced on every peppy step you took – doe-eyed and out of place in the grey cubicle you were assigned.

But every single one of them gave up one after the other. 

It’s not their fault. Not everyone has the stamina. You’re a little clueless, after all. 

Shit, he’s been giving you bedroom eyes for hours already, practically fucking you with his stare, but he can’t tell whether you even realize he’s been flirting with you at all.

Your gloss stains the brim of your beer pink – only in one place since you’ve only taken one sip. He doesn’t know whether maybe you’re not a beer person or if it’s because you don’t leave enough time to drink in between words.

He imagines the stain on his cock instead – imagines stuffing himself down your throat, silencing you – making you gag and a little teary-eyed – muffling something he doesn’t care about.

What are you even saying? Something about how clumsy you are? You’re giggling over it – how you’d forgotten your phone and house keys, how your roommate’s bound to be asleep by now – how you have no idea how you’ll get home tonight.

“Wanna know what else I forgot?” You add.

“Sure.” He mumbles uninterestedly, putting his beer up to his lips – letting the cool bubbling soothe the regret of his pursuit – beginning to think up excuses to go talk to one of the other women at the office party – already scanning the bar for other available candidates. Sure, you were pretty, but this wasn’t going anywhere-

“Panties~” You reveal, and he chokes on his beer – dull eyes widening, only now noticing the coy smile playing on your lips. “Are you okay?” You feign a doe-eyed look, sitting legs crossed on your bar stool, leaning over with a manicured hand placing itself on his thigh – cleavage flashed in the bowed position.

There’s something rude glinting in your eyes as you look up at him through heavy lashes.

“Maybe I’m wrong, but I could have sworn you’ve been eyeing me up and down all night.” You flirt cheekily, giving the muscle on his thigh a lingering squeeze – licking your lips at the obvious bulge swelling in his pants. “Undressing me with those pretty jaded eyes of yours~”

Caught off guard, he’s left sitting there – a blush dusting his cheeks a drunken pink.

You lean even closer – so close your fruity perfume clouds his head – your hot breath on the shell of his ear in a sultry whisper. “How about we cut to the chase, hm?”

BNHA – Tomura, Dabi, Shinso, Bakugou, Kirishima, Hawks

JJK – Toji, Sukuna, Geto, Gojo, Naoya

HQ – Kageyama, Tsukishima, Tendou

[nmakii]

bokuto kotaro fs, kuroo tetsuro, tanaka ryuunosuke, atsumu miya, denki kaminari, KAITO MOMOTAAAA, kazuichi soda [all above timeskipped!!!], osamu dazai, kaeya alberich sort of, ARATAKI ITTO, tartaglia highk, VALENTINO.

[sinfulpanda16]

Sweet Boy

You sit there in your dress that hugs your curves just right. You hold your boyfriend close to your chest and gently caress his hair. You look down at him with a soft smirk, he's clearly relieved to be back in your arms after a long day.

"Oh⁓ is my baby happy I'm home?" you coo at him. "Did he miss me?"

He softly hums against your chest and looks up at you with those eyes you fell in love with. The eyes that managed to sweep you off your feet and decide that you were going to protect and cherish him. The ones that have been through a lot and all they plead for now is to be taken care of.

God how much you love your sweet boy.

You smile warmly, "Aww I've missed you too." you kiss his forehead, which he finds soothing. "You were the only one on my mind the whole day"

He lights up softly at your words, "Really?" he asks with a small smile.

You nod, "Mhm." you caress his hair some more. "I thought about how sweet you are, and how respectful you are to me." You say in a gentle voice, then trace a delicate finger along his jawline, "...and how good you are for me." you say the last part in a low seductive tone.

He shivers at your words and your touch, he looks back up at you with eyes full of lust and want. You smirk wider at his reaction, "I'd love to see you be good for me some more. What do you say my love?" you ask in a lustful voice.

He quickly nods his head, "Yes! I'll be good for you. I'll do whatever you want me to." he says eagerly to please you.

You look at him in his eyes, "Get on the bed sweet boy." you order with eyes dark with lust.

Tamaki Amajiki, Shoto Todoroki, Junpei Yoshino, Yuta Okkotsu, Levi Ackerman, Chifuyu Matsuno, Atsushi Sendo, Tadashi Yamaguchi, William Vangeance,