#miwa kageyama smut

[tarousbaby]

ONE FOR ME !

- KAGEYAMA TOBIO STORY

best friend's brother trope !

kinktober day one!

implied praise kink, oral, small age gap, penetration, pwp

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sypnosis

when you're spending your weekend at your best friend miwa's house, you weren't expecting your house party to be crashed by none other than her little brother. either way, you aren't complaining.

warnings: time skip! (you are 24, tobio is 20), alcohol, mentions of smoking

word count: 3973

the kageyama house had definitely seen better days, you decided, when you walked through the door.

miwa cracked a half-smile, before grimacing when she swiped some dust off the doorframe. she turns to you as you kick off your shoes, and laughs. "it just needs a bit of fixer-upping!" she argues, which earns a small giggle out of you.

"there's no task too small for me," you retort, as she leads you to the bedroom hall.

"um, so you're going to have to stay in tobio's old room, i hope that's alright," she sighs, stopping outside the farthest door. there's a few nicks in the doorframe, probably from repeated slamming of the door. it'd been a while since you'd been in there. since your senior year of high school, which was weird considering you were now throwing your graduating party for college.

"no, it's fine," you assure her, pushing the door open. it was kept clean, clearly only used on the rare occasions he chose to come home. he had a nice bed, at least, big and comfy.

you plop your bag down on his desk chair, and sit down on the bed. miwa watches, biting her lip, still unsure if you were actually okay with it. "i mean," you drawl, "it's only for a weekend, right?"

her shoulders visibly sag with relief, and she nods with a beam. "only a weekend," she assures, then her smile turns devilish, "now, i think we have a party to plan."

two days later, you're standing in the masses of people you'd met in your years of college, and some you hadn't. there's a red beer cup in your hand, and every now and then miwa pops up to thank you ten times over for helping.

you'd managed to clean the house while she went out and bought the supplies. the party had turned out just as you'd hoped, streamers and lights hanging from the banisters. miwa had even dug out her old sound system from high school.

you prefered to stand in the back, by the kitchen island, sipping on a drink and watching the partygoers around you. it was easier that way, especially knowing miwa was going to get shit-faced and you'd have to be the one to clean up the majority of things.

miwa, ever the stylist, had dressed you up in honor of the night. she'd managed to convince you into wearing a tiny black skirt and a lacey white cami. true to her actual profession, she'd messed around with your hair a bit too.

now, you watched with delight as miwa made her way through the crowd, men hanging off her arms fighting for her attention as she tried to have a genuine conversation with everyone who'd attended. it was hilarious to watch her dodge them all, knowing she had a very loyal boyfriend just a few towns away.

miwa stumbled over to you, babbling the whole time. she leaned heavy against your side, sipping out of her own solo cup. she slurred your name, heavy breaths fanning across your cheek. you resist the urge to laugh at her. "hey, how's the party goin'?"

"it's alright, miwa, are you having fun?" you ask softly, smiling at her. she nods excitedly.

"i'm gonna order some more pizza," she says, pulling out her phone, "any requests?"

you contemplate for a moment. "pepperoni and mushrooms?" she wrinkles her nose, but types it into her phone along with a long list of other foods. "do you mind waiting outside for it?"

you shake your head, "not at all. you go have fun!"

she lets out a short huff, suddenly sober. "well, i want you to have fun too," she pouts. you brush her off with a wave of your head, pressing the order button on her phone.

"it's fine, miwa, really. i'm enjoying myself. i need a little air anyway."

"if you say so," she mumbles, before perking at the call of her name. she giggles out a goodbye before running off to the person who'd called for her. you sigh with a soft shake of your head.

outside is cool, the summer air warm and hazy, but the wind cooling down the temperature considerably. it's nice against your sweaty skin, and you tie your hair up to get it off the back of your neck as you try and take in deep breaths.

the scent of smoke and alcohol was too heavy in there, it almost made you claustrophobic. you sit down on the step of the porch, the stone slab cutting into the backs of your thighs as you try to push down your skirt as far as it could go to no avail.

your head thumps with the sounds of the party inside, and you finish off your drink before placing the empty cup beside you. your hands come to rest in your lap, fingers tapping on the backs of your hands as you wait.

it's only a few minutes before a car pulls up.

your brows furrow. it definitely should've taken way longer than that, considering how long miwa's order was and how late it was. standing up, you brush off your skirt as you make your way down the porch.

a figure slips out of the car, slamming the door behind him and walks right up to you.

tobio.

"oh!" you startle, jumping as he stands a few feet away from you, "tobio, i didn't know you'd be coming home..." you say, a bit awkward as you rub at the back of your neck.

his dark blue eyes rake up your body, flashing under the moonlight. you pretend not to notice the way they catch on the edges of your skirt and the lace of your cami. eventually, they meet your eyes.

he's grown up. a lot.

you'd seen him, in photos from miwa, but nothing compared to how he looked in person. almost like a real life adonis. you can see how chiseled he is through his compression shirt and baggy sweats. his pale skin glistens, and he smells of freshly applied cologne.

"what are you doing here?" his voice is gruff, but not unkind. he looks behind you to the party, and then to the dozens of cars parked along the sidewalk. "why's half the goddamn town here?"

his tone is a little more pressing at that second question, to which you bite your lip. miwa would've told you if she knew tobio was coming home, and on top of that she probably wouldn't have given you his room.

behind you, the sound of some bass-boosted song plays.

"miwa threw a party," you say, trying not to sound stupid or awkward, "we didn't think you'd stop by." you still remember the little boy he used to be, always angry and frustrated, tossing a volleyball around in the back yard as you and miwa giggled at him when he messed up.

he never talked to you much, other than weird gazes you'd catch whenever you were over. it was no secret little tobio had a crush on his big sister's best friend. he was too young then.

he scoffed, "i didn't even think miwa still came by here."

you watch as he shoves his hand in his pockets, for some reason unable to meet your eyes now. you shrug, tucking a fallen strand of hair behind your ear. "to be fair, you don't stop by very often either," you argue.

he rolls his eyes, but it has no bite to it. he knows you're right. you beckon him forward, and suddenly waiting for the pizza floats to the back of your mind. "want a drink?" you ask.

"sure," he laughs, a little breathless and follows you inside.

nobody notices the two of you slip back in, too busy with themselves and others to be bothered. he follows you to the kitchen, always only a step behind you as you worm through the crowd. eventually, you break through to your previous spot and show him the arrangement of drinks to pick from.

you can feel him behind you, the warmth of his body heat. he leans over you, his pec pushing into your shoulder. your face alights, and he grabs a wine bottle and pops off the cork. very sophisticated.

he takes a sip from the bottle, and you watch as a bit of red dribbles down the side of his mouth. as he places the bottle down, your hand subconsciously raises and wipes at it.

tobio raises a brow, a small chuckle falling from his lips. his eyes meet yours, and you quickly look away, wiping your thumb on your shirt.

he stands there, behind you, eyes stuck on you as you rub at the back of your neck. a group of people come bustling into the kitchen, clearly drunk and cups of beer in hand.

you shrink back instinctively, and your back comes to meet tobio's chest. the kitchen wasn't very big to begin with, but with an extra seven people there was barely enough space to extend your arms.

tobio's hand rests on your shoulder, fingers digging into your flesh in an almost protective way. you can smell his cologne, stronger this time, and your lashes flutter.

you don't even know what happens next, but later you're told someone had slipped on an empty solo cup, knocking into someone else. in the end, you ended up with one whole beer cup spilled directly on your chest, soaking you to the bone.

you shriek, the stench of beer wafting up, but your scream is hidden under the layers of party sounds. but then, your whole world twists as your whirled around and buried into tobio's chest.

your brain starts to slow for a second, enveloped in his warm embrace. there's nothing you want to do more in that moment than wrap your arms around his waist and properly hug him. but your chin lifts just in time to see him shove the guy who'd poured his cup on you.

"who the hell do you think you are?" he shouts, lip curled back in a snarl, arm wrapped protectively around you.

it was nice.

but he was also your best friend's little brother.

the guy stumbles back, raising his hands as if to say, "i'm innocent" but tobio doesn't care for that. he continues to shout, and one of the guys friends looks to you for help.

taking in a deep breath, you pull yourself back from his grip, catching his attention. you place both your hands on his chest, pushing him back slightly.

"hey, shh," you coo, "it's fine, it's just a shirt."

"no!" tobio shouts, "that guy's a douche and you deserve an apology."

you look at him weakly, unable to find the words to fight back. he breaks then, shoulders sagging upon seeing your expression. he grabs your hand, and trudges towards the bedroom hall. "c'mon," he huffs.

he stops right outside his room, and you don't even get the chance to protest because he's pulling you inside in under a second. he falls short though, upon seeing it.

in your sleep the night prior you'd managed to kick his blankets all the way to the end of the bed, his pillows displayed messily across the top. your bag was open at his desk, some of your clothes hanging on the back of his chair. you wince. "I didn't get to clean..."

his lips part, and he blinks a few times, still staring at his bed. "you stayed here?"

you sigh, "yes, and i'm so sorry. miwa said it was fine, so i assumed she texted you. again, so so sorry--"

he cuts you off, "no, it's fine. just surprised, that's all."

you purse your lips. "you sure?"

he nods, and he turns to you. you immediately notice how glued his eyes are to your breasts, your white shirt soaked through to openly show the fact you hadn't worn a bra.

your nipples peak through the shirt, and shame courses through you. you shy away, arms crossing in front of you as you look to the side. you shuffle off, overly aware of his eyes on you, as you begin to dig through your bag.

"fuck."

tobio frowns, "what's wrong?"

you run a hand through your hair, pulling out the tie. "this was my last clean shirt."

you can practically hear tobio's heart skip a beat with how startled he looks. you look at him helplessly, still attempting to cover up. you move to leave, an excuse of stealing something of miwa's when he blocks you with an arm.

"you can take something of mine," he says, biting on his lip as he stares away, "i...i don't want you going back out there looking like that."

you almost want to roll your eyes and say, "looking like what?" but you don't. you knew after years of growing up with him that he was naturally protective. he steps away once he's assured you won't make a break for the door and digs through his drawers until he comes up with a simple navy-blue t-shirt.

you don't even need to try it on to know it's going to be huge on you.

he hands it over to you, to which you thank him gratefully. he turns around, but you don't miss the way his cheeks tint pink as he stares at the wall. you peel off your beer-soaked cami and slip his on top, shuddering at the friction.

it smelled like him too.

you even dare to wiggle out of your skirt, tossing it into your bag. you clear your throat, a sign that he can turn around. he doesn't say anything, and you try not to look too awkward.

pinching the sides of the shirt and pulling out, you give a little twirl and say, "how do i look?"

it was intended as a joke, an attempt to cut the thick tension, but he takes you seriously.

he coughs, and stares at his hands, "you, uh, you look good."

complimenting was never his forte.

you can't help it, a small snicker escapes your mouth, and soon enough your full-heartedly laughing at him, trying to cover your noises with a palm to your mouth.

he huffs, but you can see the smile tugging at his lips.

you sit down on his bed, and your body feels warm. you can't tell if it's from the heat of his shirt, the bed, or even the alcohol. he comes to sit next to you, falling back into his rustled sheets with a sigh.

you settle down next to him, and count the cracks in the ceiling in order to ignore the burning in your core. you seriously needed to calm down.

"does miwa always throw these parties?"

you hum. "sometimes, though this was the first one here since high school. uh, after your grandpa passed she didn't do a lot in college for a good while. usually she hosted them on campus or something."

he nodded. the silence fell heavy again.

you turn your head, taking in a deep breath and try to give him a smile. "do you go to parties?" you inquire, "you're in college now...your first year, right?"

he clicks his tongue. "i've been to a few," he scratches behind his ear, "mostly ones i get forced into going to. i never found them very fun."

you get warmer. maybe it is the alcohol, but you scooch a little closer and rest your head on his bicep. you've never seen his eyes widen that much, but he looks at you, eyes flickering from your eyes to your lips.

"me neither," you whisper, "don't tell your sister."

you don't let tobio get the chance to understand the double meaning of that, because some surge of confidence pushes through you in that moment. all logical thinking flies out the window, becuase who cares? you're an adult, he's an adult, miwa's partying. he clearly wants you.

you kiss him, a hand placed on his chest, and your hair seperating a curtain between the two of you and the outside world. he tastes of wine, almost bitter, and you love it.

he's still for a moment, but then his lips move against yours and suddenly your flipped onto your back. his hand his on your shoulder, his other on your hip as he stares at you with husky eyes.

your shirt--or well, his shirt--has been pushed up to show your exposed abdomen but more importantly, your lack of skirt. tobio takes a particular interest in your lacey white panties, thumb rubbing over their hem.

he contemplates for a moment. "are you sure you want this?"

you don't waste a single second.

"yes," you nearly plead, and pull him down by the neck for another heated kiss. you can feel him rock up against your core, painfully hard already. you whine into the kiss, wanting to feel more of him.

his hand moves from your shoulder to push up your shirt, and your back arches upon the cold air blown across your skin. your nipples harden, and goosebumps rise on your skin.

tobio's warm hands rub up and down your sides, tracing the line of your ribs. he breaks the kiss, mouthing down your jaw onto your neck and sucking a deep red mark into the flesh of your skin.

you cry out, legs wrapping around his waist, back still trying to pathetically arch into his touch.

"tobio," you pant, "i need more."

"patience," he chastises, but you can tell he speeds up. his lips move a little faster, sucking lighter marks across your neck and collarbone. you're about to sit up to take off the shirt when he stops you.

"keep it on," he pants, "you look so pretty with it. all dressed up in my clothes."

now, that does things for your ego and for the heat growing between your legs.

his lips latch around your right nipple, and his hand comes to twist and play with your left. his tongue is so warm, lapping up at your sensitive nub.

your hands come up to tug at his hair, curling in inky black locs. his eyelashes flutter when you give it a small tug, his teeth scraping against your nipple in a way that made you hiss pleasurably.

he peppers kisses along your breasts and ribs, and you can feel the slick beginning to stain your panties.

"please," you mewl, pushing up against him. he chuckles and presses a quick kiss to your lips before ducking down between your legs. his grin is devilish, and you can't help but shiver in anticipation.

he takes your panties, and pushes them to the side, revealing your pussy. "so wet," he whispers, almost amazed. he takes one finger and runs it through your folds, collecting your slick and smearing it across your thighs.

quickly, he leaves a few love bites along the smooth expanse of your thighs, making your breath catch in your throat. everytime you think he's about to finally touch you, he goes back to your knee and works his way up again.

he admires his work, and you tighten your thighs around his head as a sort of warning to hurry up. he wraps his arms around your waist and tugs you closer to the edge of the bed. your back arches, and you try to resist the urge to buck your hips.

you aren't ready for when he finally makes one long stripe through your folds. it feels like a hundred electric shocks are coursing through your body, lighting you aflame. you let out a hitched cry of pleasure, hands curling in his hair, pushing further into his face.

tobio eats you out like you're his last meal. you don't know where he learned how, but it's genuinely shocking. the same boy who you taught how to properly serve a volleyball, was now eating you out like your life depended on it.

you couldn't help the symphony of noises that escaped you. the heat of his tongue made you clench around nothing as he sucked your clit into his mouth, moaning around your flesh. you never striked him as the kind of guy to be a service top, but you were enjoying it, nonetheless.

he sucks against your skin, trying to get every taste of you he can, openly groaning at the taste of your slick. your legs twitch and shudder, and you try your hardest not to clamp around his neck. "need to feel you, tobio," you moan, pulling his head up. he looks at you, eyes heavy-lidded, his arousal clear as day.

"i don't have a condom," he stutters, and you shake your head.

"i don't care," you whine, pulling him close, so his torso is flesh against yours, "need you now."

you sound horribly pathetic and he must find it cute or he doesn't care because he's complying to your whiney demands with no issue.

he fumbles with the string of his sweatpants, pulling them and his boxers down to his knees. you feel your mouth salivate at the sight of him. he's long, not the thickest you've ever seen, but definitely the longest. you know he's going to hit all the right spots.

you reach forward, taking him into your hand and giving him a few long pumps. his tip is a cute flushed red, veins tracking up his cock. "so pretty, tobio," you slur, to which he blushes bashfully. "this is the kind of dick girls brag about, y'know..."

he presses a kiss to your cheek. "will you?"

you giggle, "not unless you give me reason to."

that ignites a flame in him. ego was one thing tobio took very seriously.

he drags his tip through your folds, lubing himself with your slick. occasionally, his head will catch on your clit and elicit a whimper from you. he aligns himself with your hole, leaning over you, and pressing more kisses to your breasts to try and ease you and get your muscles to relax.

you breathe in and out a few times until your body properly relaxes, and you're melting wax into his hands.

you take back everything you said about him not being big. tobio fills you up like he was made for you. as if your pussy was molded to fit the shape of his cock. he curves in just the right spot, and after a few testing pushes, he manages to hit your g-spot with every thrust.

it's no surprise you're cumming only minutes after he starts.

"tobio!" you cry out, gripping onto his shoulders, "'m gonna cum!"

he huffs, burying his face in your neck, "cum for me, baby, i wanna hear you. show those assholes what they're missing out on."

sparks alight along your spine, and you're arching into him, screaming his name as you cum. it might've been the biggest climax you'd ever had.

you're shivering and whimpering, letting him pound into you until his own release. he finishes soon too, having been hard for way too long. he's trying to muffle his grunts, but you know they're clear as day to anyone who's in the kitchen. you'd be surprised if the whole house didn't hear you.

eventually, he finishes in you, pumping his seed in with a few slow thrusts. he sits there for a moment, still inside you as he takes deep breaths to recollect himself. eventually he slips out, but he plugs you up with two of his fingers to keep his cum from dripping out.

tobio lays down next to you, his head resting on your shoulder, heavy pants fanning across your breasts.

"was i good?" he asks weakly.

"you were wonderful."

the next morning, you wake up to a string of texts from miwa.

oops.

[inviktales]

➤ Instinct

Fandom: Haikyuu!!

Chapters: 16 / ?

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Relationships: Iwaizumi Hajime / Oikawa Tooru, Hanamaki Takahiro / Matsukawa Issei, Oikawa Tooru’s Sister / Tanaka Saeko, Past Oikawa Tooru’s Sister / Kageyama Miwa, other background relationships

Characters: Oikawa Tooru, Iwaizumi Hajima, Hanamaki Takahiro, Matsukawa Issei, Oikawa Tooru’s Sister, Kageyama Miwa, other background characters

Additional Tags: One-Sided Attraction, Unrequited Love, Hanahaki Disease, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Body Horror, Flowers, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Slow Burn, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Fluff and Angst, Pining, Mutual Pining, Hurt / Comfort, Mating Cycles / In Heat, Rutting, Pheromones, Scent Marking, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Eventual Smut, Human Trafficking, Fake / Pretend Relationship, Implied / Referenced S.xual Assault, Attempted S.xual Assault, Soulmates, R.pe / Non-con Elements, Implied / Referenced R.pe / Non-con, M.sturbation, Past Attempted Suicide, Past Miscarriage, Yakuza

"Instinct is a marvelous thing. It can neither be explained nor ignored." ― Agatha Christie, The Mysterious Affair at Styles Unspoken laws are set in place by a society that fears change, let alone admitting they were wrong. Navigating a world like that can be dangerous. Sometimes you just have to rely on instinct. When Oikawa Tooru's perfect life comes crashing down around him, he's faced with the moral quandary of burning all bridges with his best friend, or standing idly by to watch him wither away. Along the way, he discovers a few more unsettling truths about his friends, catches a glimpse into the disturbing underground of an otherwise pristine city, and finds himself faced with impossible decisions that simply don't have any clear outcome. Self-exploration, challenge, and mistakes await him, and oh, will he make many mistakes. Who is Oikawa Tooru if not a man who makes mistakes?

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Haikyuu oneshots

Read this masterpiece on AO3 at https://ift.tt/jXUGqhs

by Levswhitehair

A bunch of oneshots of haikyuu

Words: 3, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: ハイパープロジェクション演劇「ハイキュー!!」| Hyper Projection Play "Haikyuu!!" RPF

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con

Categories: F/F, M/M

Characters: Haiba Lev, Kuroo Tetsurou, Kozume Kenma, Bokuto Koutarou, Akaashi Keiji, Shirabu Kenjirou, Semi Eita, Yamaguchi Tadashi, Tsukishima Kei, Matsukawa Issei, Hanamaki Takahiro, Ukai Keishin, Hinata Shouyou, Kageyama Tobio, Kageyama Miwa, Haiba Alisa, Oikawa Tooru, Iwaizumi Hajime, Sakusa Kiyoomi, Miya Osamu, Miya Atsumu

Relationships: Haiba Lev/Yaku Morisuke, Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou, Akaashi Keiji/Bokuto Koutarou, Semi Eita/Shirabu Kenjirou, Hanamaki Takahiro/Matsukawa Issei, Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, Tsukishima Kei/Yamaguchi Tadashi, Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi, Other Relationship Tags to Be Added, Miya Osamu/Suna Rintarou, Miya Atsumu/Sakusa Kiyoomi

Additional Tags: Rape Recovery, Rape/Non-con Elements, Smut, Fluff, Aftercare, Angst

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/jXUGqhs

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Requests • Fandoms/Characters List

⇾ I mostly take headcanons requests!

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⇾ I still plan on taking most of your requests. However, I'm only a human, so don't expect me to write them immediately. Depending on how I feel and how inspired I am, it may take me a day, a week or even more than a month to complete it.

⇾ Reader is always gender neutral (you can't request them to have any other pronouns than they/them – but you can request specific headcanons about body parts). Every character is bisexual unless they have a stated sexuality in canon.

⇾ No OCs, no SH, no ED. If your request makes me uncomfortable, I'll not write it.

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⇾ I'm okay-ish with aging up characters, but it strongly depends on a character.

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⇾ Up to 6 characters for headcanons!

⇾ I also write polyamory ;)

⇾ Please, don't republish my work.

Fandoms and characters that I write for:

❇ Anime/Manga

↠ Attack on Titan

Armin, Connie, Eren, Jean, Mikasa, Sasha

Erwin, Hange, Levi

Annie, Reiner

↠ Bungou Stray Dogs

Atsushi, Dazai, Kunikida, Ranpo, Tanizaki, Yosano

Akutagawa, Chuuya, Gin, Oda, Tachihara

Poe, Lovecraft, Lucy, Mark Twain

Fyodor

As of now, I haven't watched the fourth season, but I'm sure this list will be updated as soon as I see it.

↠ Dr Stone

Chrome, Francois, Gen, Ginro, Kinro, Kohaku, Magma, Ruri, Ryusui, Senku, Suika (only platonic), Taiju, Yuzuriha

Homura, Hyoga, Nikki, Tsukasa, Ukyo

Amaryllis, Kirisame, Matsukaze, Mozu

Luna, Maya, Stanley, Xeno

Byakuya, Lilian

↠ Haikyuu

Karasuno: Daichi, Sugawara, Asahi, Nishinoya, Tanaka, Ennoshita, Kageyama, Hinata, Tsukishima, Yamaguchi, Kiyoko

Nekoma: Kuroo, Yaku, Yamamoto, Kenma, Fukunaga, Inuoka, Lev, Shibayama

Aoba: Oikawa, Matsukawa, Hanamaki, Iwaizumi, Kindaichi, Kunimi, Kyotani

Date: Aone, Futakuchi, Koganegawa

Fukurodani: Bokuto, Akaashi, Konoha

Shiratorizawa: Ushijima, Semi, Reon, Tendou, Goshiki, Shirabu

Inarizaki: Kita, Aran, Atsumu, Suna, Osamu

Kamomedai: Hoshiumi, Hirugami

Itachiyama: Sakusa, Komori

Other: Alisa, Daishou, Kanoka, Meian, Miwa, Pedro, Saeko, Takeda, Terushima, Tomas, Ukai

↠ JoJo's Bizarre Adventure

Part 1: Dio, Jonathan, Speedwagon

Part 2: Caesar, Joseph, Kars, Lisa Lisa

Part 3: Avdol, Dio, Hol Horse, Joseph, Jotaro, Kakyoin, Polnareff

Part 4: Josuke, Jotaro, Kira, Koichi, Mikitaka, Rohan, Yukako

Part 5: Abbacchio, Bruno, Diavolo, Doppio, Fugo, Giorno, Mista, Narancia, Trish

I haven't seen part 6 yet and haven't read the manga yet.

↠ Jujutsu Kaisen

Hakari, Inumaki, Itadori, Kirara, Maki, Megumi, Nobara, Yuta

Geto, Gojo, Ino, Mei Mei, Nanami, Shoko, Toji, Yuki

Koichi, Mai, Miwa, Noritoshi, Todo

Choso, Mahito, Sukuna

Haven't read most of the culling game

↠ Tokyo Revengers

Literally everyone, except for South, Mochi and Muto.

❇ Games

↠ Genshin Impact

Mondstadt: Albedo, Amber, Barbara, Bennett, Diluc, Eula, Fischl, Jean, Kaeya, Lisa, Mona, Razor, Rosaria, Sucrose, Venti

Liyue: Baizhu, Beidou, Chongyun, Ganyu, Hu Tao, Keqing, Ningguang, Shenhe, Xiangling, Xiao, Xingqiu, Xinyan, Yanfei, Yelan, Yun Jin, Zhongli

Inazuma: Ayaka, Ayato, Ei, Gorou, Heizou, Itto, Kazuha, Kirara, Kokomi, Kuki, Sara, Thoma, Yae, Yoimiya

Sumeru: Alhaitham, Candace, Collei, Cyno, Dehya, Faruzan, Kaveh, Layla, Nilou, Tighnari

Other: Aether, Dottore, Lumine, Scaramouche, Signora, Tartaglia

I also write for some NPCs.

Platonic only: Diona, Dori, Klee, Nahida, Sayu, Yaoyao

↠ Yakuza 0

Kiryu, Lee, Majima, Nishiki, Nishitani, Oda, Tachibana

Makoto (only platonic), Reina, Yuki

I'm currently playing Yakuza Kiwami, so please, no requests with future characters, and no spoilers.

❇ Series

↠ Alice in Borderlands

Will write who you may request later. Don't have energy to do so right now lmao. But I think everyone is cool (except for Niragi)

↠ Stranger Things

Idk, I just love Steve. Will eventually update this list.

↠ The 100

Currently re-watching it with my partner after I've seen it four years ago, so I may not remember some of characters.

Haven't seen the last season, so no reqs with it, and no spoilers please!

[waka-chan-out]

Is it cool if the same AMAB reader asks for some NSFW hc’s with anyone of your choice. My personal biggest crushes are Sakusa, Aran, and Alisa Haiba.

Any NSFW with them would be lovely. We are deprived. you could literally write “would hug you” and that’d be more food than I’ve had since your Aone post.

dealer’s choice, eh? i’ve gotcha baby. no need to ask if it’s cool to request something like that. i’m always happy to talk about this. sorry it took so long to respond <333

i’m gonna do sakusa, oikawa, aran, alisa, and miwa because i want to ruin her.

also i’m using pillow princess as a gender neutral phrase here because i think pillow prince sounds dumb lmao.

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hot take: sakusa is a bottom. he’s a very pent-up, stressed out person, so he loves being taken care of. you could honestly call him a pillow princess if you wanted to but don’t get me wrong, he’s a giver too. he gives the best head and i don’t know if it’s the enthusiasm or actual skill that makes it so good. he just closes his eyes and does his thing. your moans are like extremely pleasant white noise to him. he hums as he does it because he thinks it’s fun. he only swallows once in a blue moon when he’s feeling extra hungry for you so when that happens it’s so good it almost hurts. he loves just laying down and hugging his pillow and letting you fuck him like that. he just cries and drools and moans into the bed and doesn’t want you to hold back even a little bit. i can’t quite describe the noises he makes but they’re like…..sudden and choked and desperate. really forceful. he just loves getting fucked and has a shockingly high libido for the kind of person he seems like he is.

oikawa is really active in the bedroom. i feel like most would pass him off as a pillow princess but he’s a brat. loves face fucking and loves being absolutely pounded into a mattress. he also loves riding you though and he looks infuriatingly good doing it. his hair gets just the slightest bit messy and his bangs fall into his eyes and his eyes close and he lets out the most shameless sounds. it’s ridiculous. he’s also most likely to call you daddy if you’re into that. more to rile you up than anything else. he doesn’t do it for his own enjoyment, he just likes seeing you lose it. oh my god……he also begs for you to cum inside him and i can’t even articulate how sexy he sounds doing it. he’s breathless and desperate but he uses his normal speaking voice. so not high pitched at all, just low and sultry and unbelievable.

aran is a top. he likes to cage you underneath him and go really deep and really slow. he doesn’t let you touch yourself. when you’re getting off you’re getting off on his terms, so either he touches you or he just fucks you until you’re begging for anything more. he’s a KISSER. oh my god all he wants to do is lose himself against your lips. whether it’s slow and careful or frantic or sloppy he doesn’t care. he wants to hold your face in his hands as he thrusts up into you or otherwise. favorite position is missionary for this same reason. he likes being the active one and being able to touch you so though he’ll engage in other positions, he always defaults to his favorite. scratch his back or his chest and he’ll almost instantly cum. he makes he most beautiful choked out noises when he gets close. he also accidentally overstimulated both of you because even after he cums he can’t stop moving inside of you. he wants to savor being that close to you.

alisa is the QQQUUEEEEENNNN of riding. holy fuck. she’s somehow almost elegant even though she looks just …… man. the way she rolls her hips is almost too much. her knees are unmatched and she’s flexible as fuck. she also looovvveesss having her hair pulled. she’s the type to lean back and brace her hands on your thighs and just bounce on your cock like she’ll never have another. she has a really sensitive chest so if you suck or pinch at her while she’s riding she’ll make the most gorgeous breathless noises. she has really low, rich moans, and is the type to whisper “deeper” while you’re fucking her. you choose the pace. she just wants you feel you as deep inside her as she can. she has a size kink and she’s skinny so she’s the only person on this list that could be into a stomach bulge. i don’t like talking ab those because i write from the lens of a bigger gal but like…..come on. they’re kinda hot.

miwa gives the most insane, sloppiest, sluttiest head you’ve ever seen. oh my GOD. the more i think about it the more i get butterflies. she has next to no gag reflex and oh my god i need to attach videos. here. this is porn but it is very important so you know what i’m talking about (it’s throat fucking pls be safe n only click if you wanna see it). she also loves overstimulating you. not because she’s thinking about your reaction, but she just wants to keep your cock in her mouth. she just….loves it. when you’re hanging out at home she’ll just crawl between your legs and wrap her lips around you and act like nothing is going on. she just wants to just scroll through her phone and for you to keep doing whatever you’re doing because she just likes the weight in her mouth. oral fixation?? yeah. for SURE. when she can’t have your dick please shove your fingers down her throat until she gags.

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ik @april-avenue is gonna like this so imma tag my baby <3

[ryusukeswife]

𑁍 — fluff 𖤐 — agnst 𖦹 — smut 𖥻 — smau

file name | kiyoomi sakusa

𑁍 paint me in neon green — [ sakusa x gn!artist!reader ]

file name | motoya komori

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file name | suguru daishou

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file name | mika yamaka

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file name | takanobu aone

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file name | kenji futakuchi

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file name | saeko tanaka

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file name | miwa kageyama

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file name | alisa haiba

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[quirklessidiot]

Title: blood son [oneshot; filthy rich sequel]  Pairing: millionare!sakusa kiyoomi x y/n [filthy capitalist au ft. kageyama tobio as your son] Genre: major angst ahead, thriller, yandere!au-ish

Synopsis: A full circle of madness finally comes to an end.

Warnings: sexual themes, rape, yandere behaviorisms (just some obsessive and disturbing stuff), very dark themes, anxiety, trauma, depression, eating disorder, unwanted pregnancy/children (y/n hates her kid here), suicide,  gaslighting, and Y/N’s decent to madness

Notes: happy 800 due to a lot of uh people asking for a short sequel, here it is...for better understanding, please read filthy rich skskksks anyways onto the story…i cant write smut for shit sIKE also fuck men and women like this, if you see them chok’em and chunk’em in the basin.  yes tobio is ur bby boy here idk kageyama and sakusa have the same energy i just couldnt resist i swear sksks

Filthy rich // series masterlist

A moan escapes your lips when you feel the hot liquid fill your hole, your expression is tantalizing and completely erotic. Something that he can’t seem to stop looking at, your body that was now a canvas of his marks, was a reminder that no one could have you. 

You're oblivious to it all, the things he did. The things he wanted to do to you, the dark thoughts, you were like a small rabbit in the den of a large wolf. Completely trusting, completely dumb and he’s taking advantage of it.

He stuffs and fills you up with his seed so that you’ll never leave him. 

He wants to breed you.

Your belly swelling with his children.

It was definitely a dream come true.

Your eyes snap back to reality as the bus stops in front of the new town, you had moved towns earlier since the town started to become a tourist destination. The idea of staying there would be too risky despite having the alias of Kageyama Miwa. You were still in hiding and you feared to even open the news despite it being eight years since you ran away.

“Okaasan, are we going to go down now?” a small voice asks.

You turn to find his son staring right at you, it had been a cruel reminder for him to look a lot like his father. You knew that he didn’t have any part in this, he was a victim just like you but you couldn’t help but be distant and not-so affectionate.

This was his kid.

His blood.

You couldn’t help but shrivel away.

“...Okaasan will just take her duffel bag on the overhead, just wait right behind me.” You say quietly. Tobio was a good boy, he was quiet and obedient. If the circumstances had been different, you’d adore him but every time you looked at him, all you saw was his wretched father and the unnamed things he did in the name of ‘love’.

To be honest, you didn’t know what else Sakusa did aside from trying to get you pregnant and holding you back from leaving. 

You didn’t even want to try to find out. If he was willing to go through such lengths to have you stay, it was more than enough reason to run away. You held onto your child’s hands as you made your way to your new home, it was smaller than the last one but this was alright.

It was clean and livable.

Tobio stays at the side, out of your way as you begin to fix up the house. The young boy isn’t social for his age towards his peers and you should be worried yet you can’t bring yourself to be, “Okaasan’s going to go to the grocery store, would you like anything?” you ask.

“Milk.”

“Alright, just stay here okay?”

He meekly nods as you awkwardly pat his head and  tie your roughly chopped hair in a tight ponytail, over the course of eight years, time has not been kind to you. You had grown unhealthily thin, probably lost some hair due to stress, and the bags underneath your eyes due to the lack of good sleep was evident.

You tell yourself that he isn’t looking for you now.

That he probably found a new plaything but you couldn’t help but look behind your shoulder every time. You didn’t even expect to get this far away, last you heard whilst you were at the station towards the last town eight years ago, you were being searched up and down by the police all over Tokyo.

You really thought you’d be found out and you feared for the worse but the farther you went, the less news reports you saw.

They probably thought you had died.

Which was good on your part that time because you’d rather be dead in a ditch than be caught up with a man like him again.

“...-Kusa Kiyoomi is expected to marry the daughter of Akiko Corp soon…”

You tense up at the mention of the very familiar name as you pass by the appliance store, shakily you turn to the tv screen to find a video of Sakusa Kiyoomi with a woman who had the same hair color as yours. Everything around you is muted now as his cold gaze fills the tv screen, your heart is thumping quick. 

He isn’t here.

He isn’t here.

“...It’s quite the love story of the century, don’t you think? After the disappearance of Kiyoomi’s beloved eight years ago, he met her a few years back and he seems to be doing well.” The tv anchor smiles on the screen as she talks to her co-host but inside you were shaking, what did happen to your missing person report? Curiosity starts to gnaw your insides as you head to the internet café before going to the grocery store.

You didn’t have the guts to look then but after seeing that report, you pull up on the secluded part of the internet café and search up your case. Your mouth dries up, the search was still on-going much to your surprise. There was even a website dedicated to it, “...Y/N L/N might be suffering from hysteria and psychological problems, please contact us immediately when you see her.”

Your eyes narrowed at the report as you shakily cup your mouth and choke back a laugh, that bastard really had the audacity to diagnose you with that when he was the one sick to the head.

Once again, the bile on your throat starts to pile up.

It still wasn’t safe.

You’d probably live your whole life on the run.

On the run with his son that scarily resembled him, how fucking cruel.

Sakusa Kiyoomi’s eyes glaze over the small town in discontent, apparently his bride-to-be wanted to get married here and who was he to refuse? All he wanted to do was get this over with so her father can shut up.

“Kiyoomi-san.” a small dainty voice calls out, he turns to his side to find (h/c) staring right at him. Akiko Hideyo is the daughter of one of the most powerful businessmen in Tokyo, he met her at a function a few years ago.

The very first time he saw her was from behind, it was a rather scary resemblance that he had to stop himself from approaching her by calling your name yet when he started to talk to her and hear her dainty voice, he realizes that she’s not even like you at all.

She was gentle and dainty like a deer.

Albeit his little bunny was gentle when they got together sometimes, he always recalled how you were filled with spunk. How you weren’t even afraid to put him in his place and how you were all over the place but seem to look beautiful whilst doing so.

He always recalled wanting to control you yet you never seem to succumb to it.

It had been eleven years since you first met, eight years since you had disappeared without a single trace and Sakusa is stuck with some third-rate look alike for relief. Every time they fucked, it was always from behind. Hideyo thinks it’s just his preference but in reality, it was because her back had such strong resemblance to you and he’d imagine every time that it was you.

He misses the roughness, the high, the erotica. 

The only things you could provide.

It was never enough, it was only you, you, and you.

“...Have you decided what flavor you wanted? Komori-san mentioned that you liked vanilla.” his fiancé meekly says.

Hideyo was boring.

Sometimes he wonders if he’s just doing this because he has never seen someone closely resembling you, “Anything would be fine.” He replied in a clipped tone. As the car comes to a halt for a moment because of a large truck backing from a driveway, his attention shifted towards a young boy bouncing a volleyball against the pavement outside his window. There are scratches on his knee cap yet the boy had a blank look on his face, he was sort of reminded of himself when he was younger.

As he was about to look away, he sees a woman approach the young boy and bends down to his level to check the scratches.

The woman’s small figure isn’t even the least bit familiar yet his attention can’t seem to go away. He watches her tuck the strand of stray hair and he finally gets a good look and it feels like the world stops turning at how the woman scarily resembles you. Albeit the figure was smaller and the hair was another color and unevenly chopped short.

It was no mistake.

“Y/N.” He mumbles yet as he’s about to open the door, the car starts to move. Kiyoomi’s fist tightens as he uncharacteristically yells at the driver to stop the car, Hideyo jumps on the seat and before she could say anything else, the business mongrel is out of the car, running to where you stood.

Yet just like a ghost, you were gone and so was the little boy who had oddly resembled him.

These days you had even a harder time sleeping. Maybe it was because there was a little leak on the ceiling, or better yet, maybe it was because the heater wasn’t working, or maybe it was because you were at a new place which made it harder to adjust.

You sat at the side with your expense book on hand, your gaze on his son who was peacefully asleep. Tobio was growing older soon and he needed to settle down at one place for high school and college. A part of yourself ventured deep and dark in your mind, the thought of leaving him at an orphanage seemed better now.

He had a fake last name anyways, the bastard wouldn’t be able to find him. 

You’d be doing this boy a favor since you never saw him as your kid and he’d be away from his very messy world.

Your thoughts are immediately disrupted when you hear a brief knock on the door. This made you tense up, it was late, Why would there be a need for visitors? Your son is quick to be awoken by the second knock and you immediately press your hand on his mouth and while your other finger is on your lips to signal him to keep quiet.

Another knock.

Tobio looks worried, it wasn’t his first time to see an episode from you but this time, something feels different. You're shaking more and you look like you’re about to pass out any moment. “Stay quiet.” you mouth as you crawl towards the door and press your ear on it to confirm who was on the other side, too afraid to even take a peak on the window.

Silence.

The only sound that could be heard was your thumping heart, Tobio had voluntarily placed a hand on his mouth to keep himself quiet.

Another knock.

You shut your eyes tight, praying to whatever god out there for this person to leave.

“...I don’t think anyone lives here.” You hear someone say on the other side, the voice sounded so familiar but you just couldn’t pinpoint who it was, this wasn’t Sakusa for sure,  “Are you sure that the information was right?”

Silence again.

“Hm.” The person hummed, knocking again, “Well, this place seems like a dead end. The landlady said that she’s not familiar with the tenants here so we could be wrong…”

The voice started to decrease and you feel yourself slowly starting to breathe easier. Tobio slowly put down his hand and there you saw it, the fear on his eyes. You breathe in and out, calming yourself, this place isn't safe anymore, “Tobio, take your bags. We’re leaving.” you only say.

You don’t even hesitate to leave despite it being the middle of the night.

Tobio is right in front of you as you go down your small apartment and you think everything is well, you really do yet luck didn’t seem to be on your side that night.

“...Y/N?”

A dreadfully familiar voice calls out, didn’t they leave? Why? why was he here?

“O-Okaasan.” Tobio mumbles, grabbing your hand and hiding behind you.

Your head hurts, you wanted to just be selfish and leave Tobio here with this man, his father, the wretched, vile creature who had betrayed you. You wanted to run.

You didn’t feel safe.

Sakusa Kiyoomi didn’t make you feel safe.

“Y/N…” He repeats, slowly approaching you, “It’s me, bunny.”

Oh, how you hated that pet name. It sounded like you were his plaything, like you could never escape from his set-up. Before you could say anything else, he invades your personal space once again and envelopes you in a very,very tight hug.

“I’ve missed you so, so much.” He whispers on your ear and your shivering, not from pleasure but from fear, “Shh, it’s alright. I found you. It must’ve been hard to be alone out here.”

Get away.

Get away.

“Get the fuck away from me.” You yell, pushing him off of you as you stagger away from him. Tobio remains behind you, completely shaking.

“Now, Y/N-” he tries to shush you, “We should go home now, you’ve spent so much time away from me but I understand, you were probably just scared to tell me you were pregnant, right?” 

He cups the right side of your face and places a chaste kiss on your temple, tears are threatening to spill as you realize that this was all over. You couldn’t escape now, this lunatic wouldn’t let you have at it.

The soft and plush bed is completely foreign to your back, Kiyoomi had you separated from Tobio because apparently you were still too ‘unstable’. It made you mentally scoff, between the both of you, he was the unstable one.

You wondered if they started to feed the small boy lies about you, Kiyoomi definitely milked it out to the press for sure. When he had found you, not only were your friends and family in a frenzy, the media was having a field day too. He had broken off the engagement and he used your ‘mental illness’ card on them and it worked.

Another story was weaved on papers, a love that transcended through time.

You let out a low sardonic laugh.

Mental Illness, you wondered if this could be a ploy for a suicide. After all, you’d rather be face first on the pavement than stay here with a son about to be fed on lies and a crazy bastard who sleeps next to you at night.

You stare out your window, the curtains were drawn as you looked at the free birds.

How envious.

“Y/N?” Kiyoomi comes in, a food tray in hand, “It’s time for dinner.”

“I’m not hungry.”

“Y/N it’s been two days, all you ate was an apple-”

“I’m not hungry.”

“Y/N, our son-”

“He was never my son.” You harshly snapback, your voice sharp, “He’s yours through and through, a fucking incarnate of you and a curse. He’s not mine. He never will be.”

You suddenly feel the presence of the small boy behind the door and there stands his boy, staring right at your eyes yet you feel nothing for him. You never felt anything for him. The moment they placed him on your arms to nurse, there was no joy nor light.

All he brought was a painful reminder.

Kiyoomi places the tray to the side and closes the door behind him, Tobio’s blank gaze still on you, “...Those aren’t words a child is supposed to hear, Y/N. Especially ours…” he inches closer and you clench your fist tightly and he places his hand on your neck and lightly holds it. 

You aren’t scared of him anymore, the nicest thing this guy could do was kill you, really.

“Maybe we should have a girl this time, hm?” his hand trails upwards to softly caress the side of your face.

You’re immediately frozen by his sudden choice of words, no, no-

“Maybe you’ll learn to love Tobio even more when you’re pregnant with another of mine-” before he could finish what he was about to say, you raise a hand and slap him right at his face, it must’ve been hard since it left a mark, “Ah, Y/N. I didn’t know you still liked it rough-”

“D-Don’t, I-I can’t get pregnant.” You're shaking this time as you try to come up with a lie, “I-I can’t…”

“Oh?” He tilts his head, “Why not?”

“I’ll die.” You lied, “When I had Tobio I almost died, my body couldn’t handle it. T-The doctor had said that if I were to have another, I’d die…”

The lie didn’t save you that moment, really. He has become an expert at detecting your lies so instead of a reply, he harshly places his lips on yours and despite protests, he just pins you down.

He’s harsh on you that night, spilling and stuffing you with his cum, whispering that you’ll have it all and that you’d be his everything but all you could do was let a small hiccup escape your lips as you tried to hold back your cries.

‘Someone, anyone, please.’ you pleaded internally.

You don’t see Tobio until a week later, the boy has grown a tad bit chubbier and is adorned with expensive clothes. Sakusa, on the other hand, has been force-feeding you to the point where you threw up right after meals (secretly, of course) 

You sit down at the couch as your son blinks at you, “...I’m sorry.” He breaks the silence and you shut your eyes tight as you recalled the harsh words he heard last week.

“I’m sorry too, Tobio.” you could only reply because genuinely, you did feel like you went too far this time. He didn’t choose to be born, a part of you should’ve saved him the misery and left him at the orphanage that time, “Do you hate me?” you ask.

“No.”

“You should.” You say quietly, “You should hate your otosan too.”

Tobio remains quiet at your words.

“When you grow older, don’t end up like him. don’t end up like us. forget us when you have the chance.”

“Okay.”

“Promise me.”

“I promise.”

“Good and If you ever get the chance to leave, promise me that you get out and don’t look back.”

Tobio may have been eight years old that time but he knows fear when he sees it and he knows promises aren’t meant to be broken. He remembers those words well because it was the last long conversation he has with you. 

The month of December rolls by and it’s cold, you’ve given up fighting back at this point. Your glassy eyes are directed to the window, not even wanting to look down at your bulging stomach. Kiyoomi doesn’t even need to tell you twice to not leave the house, you decide upon yourself to just stay at your room on bed the whole time.

You wonder, just how high is it from up here? Would it hurt?

“Y/N?” a dreadful voice calls out.

“Hm.” 

“You haven’t gone out of our room in two months. You haven’t even seen Tobio.” Sakusa points out, you were like a obedient doll now. So lifeless, so still, you wished he’d discard you already.

“I might say something again, I don’t want to bother.” You replied truthfully, gaze still avoiding his.

The raven-haired man starts to caress your plump face, you had grown chubbier since the beginning of your pregnancy, he couldn’t be anymore happier to finally be there for you.

This was perfect.

You were finally his.

You weren’t letting go.

“...Don’t you ever regret it?” You finally ask, turning to him, your blank eyes staring at his rather deranged ones, the eyes that you once loved was now just a reminder of your resentful life.

“Which one?” He asks, inching in closer to kiss your neck, your collarbone. You let out a meek sigh as you shut your eyes and internally prayed for this to be over quickly as he removes your ribbon that held your flimsy nightgown together.

“You killed people.” You uttered, “Took my life away, don’t you regret it?”

“Why would I?”

Right, how could a monster like him have such empathy? You feel his cold fingers brush against your folds, trying to stimulate it.

Everything except your body screamed no but you were just too powerless now. You wondered, how could you even end this all? Was jumping out the window the only solution now?

“...Right...” You let out a soft painful moan as he dips his finger inside. You’re under the idea that despite this happening countless of times, you’re body would be numb to it all yet each time it happens, it pains you even more,  “You even had to kill your ex-fiancé’s father for us to get married.”

You had come to realize just how deep his obsession was, the man was willing to kill to anyone who got in the way of your ‘love’. You remembered finding out about your ex-chief one night, about how he had chopped off his fingers and left him to bleed dry in the alleyway for the rats to feast on.

You remembered when a news came up that his supposedly future-father-in-law had died in a violent explosion during breakfast time and how he was nonchalant about it.

“...It’s all for you, Y/N.” He implores as he kissed your thighs and continue to stimulate your now wet folds, “All for you, Tobio, and my new little girl.”

“You’re sick.”

“Mhm. You smell good, I should continue using the soap from awhile ago when I clean you, right?” he hummed, ignoring what you had just said as he dipped his head in and take a kitten lick on your sex. You let out a small cry as your body betrayed you.

Your prayers for today are unheard yet again.

“...Y/N, you barely come out of your room these days.” Komori exclaimed, it turns out the visitor from last time who knocked on your door was him and as much as you wanted to knock his teeth out, you decide not to because you don’t see the point in doing violence these days.

“I’m tired.”

“Yeah, pregnancy does take a toll on your body.” He nods in agreement, it seemed like this was a casual thing for him, like you just weren’t repeatedly rape or mentally abused by his cousin, “Tobio certainly takes after his father, don’t you think?”

Your blood runs cold at the mention of the little boy, you had small hope for him either ways so you didn’t exactly cared for him anymore.

“I suppose so.” 

“You’ve gotten boring these days, Y/N.” Komori plainly pointed out, “It’s a wonder how my cousin gets to stick around ya. No offense.”

“None taken.”

Komori’s eyes narrowed at your hollowed response, you were so ungrateful. Here his cousin was, treating you with such delicateness and with all the attention that the other women wanted but you looked anything but happy about it.

If this was Hideko, she’d be elated.

But no, he had to be stuck with an ungrateful pompous bitch like you.

“How high up are we, Komori-san?” you suddenly ask.

He blinks at the rather weird question, “Fifty floors.”

“Hm.” You hummed, “That certainly is high.”

Komori would regret answering that question very soon though.

When the winter dawned upon a new year and you finally snap, you decide to answer your own prayers and opt to salvage yourself from this madness and cruelty once and for all.

Sakusa Tobio is nine years old when you, his mother, six months pregnant, jumped out the bedroom window from a fifty-foot story building two months into the new year. Your face is flat on the pavement and completely unrecognizable, the last conversation you both had replays on his head like a broken record through the years and only when he’s old enough that he realizes that he was no one’s son. 

His okaasan didn’t loved him nor did he want to be associated with his father for all he did was bring pain and disgust.

The boy is eighteen, fresh out of the academy, right in front of his baby sister’s and your mausoleum. He makes it a habit to visit you both a day before your death anniversary,  not wanting to be in the same room as his father yet this year he makes an exception.

Recently, he had turned over some evidence and his own testimony about what his father had been doing. Everything, from illegal works to the people he killed to your tragic end. It’s enough to file a case and have him set to jail for life, even his fancy lawyers couldn’t defend him. 

His lips sting because his Uncle Komori had punched him in the face and called him an ungrateful bastard like you but it was alright.

It was all over.

He plans to change his name back to Kageyama Tobio (the haux name you had given him when you were on the run) right after all the fiasco, it’s a kind name and the first name you had given him, he likes to think that this was also a gift from you that time, a new beginning straying away from you and his father's cruel ties. He had also felt that it was too unkind for him to use your last name despite his grandparents' persistence (he was after all, conceived through forceful means).

And although he wanted to hate you for those words you said that time when he was eight. He couldn’t really bring himself to after hearing what you had to go through, you were a victim. He couldn’t dare imagine what his father did to you during the last few months leading to your death.

Yet, right now. It was finished.

You could rest now.

“I did it, Y/N-san.” He mumbles as he bows down. As he got older, he has also foregone the idea of calling you by the name you loathed and shriveled away from, “I got out and I didn’t look back. Thank you for everything.”

Kageyama Tobio never visits you right after again, as promised.

[sunaswife]

A Suna Rintarou Series

Summary: Suna was the best boyfriend you could ask for, after fighting with your inner demons that screamed you were ugly, worthless, and annoying. You finally decided to go the next step with your boyfriend, only to find out it was all a game.

A/N: this is the final chapter and the epilogue

Warnings: underaged drinking, smut, guys talking badly about women, heartbreak, messed up shit that you shouldn’t do and a bit of fluff if you squint

Epilogue: Kageyama Y/N 🤍

Being pregnant wasn’t easy, being a mother was even worse. Especially to two kids instead of one.

Turns out you were having twins.

One boy, one girl.

You actually fainted when you found out and Tobio started freaking out.

When he wasn’t doing volleyball he was giving you support by going to a few of your appointments. That night when you didn’t go to practice. Your phone started ringing like crazy. Message after message asking if you were okay from the twins and your ex.

You wiped your tears and your friend blocked them for you since you couldn’t do it yourself.

When your kids were a few months old, Miwa offered you to stay with her in Tokyo because she wanted to help you out a bit. She wanted you to get a job and learn how to be an adult. She was giving you tough love. She’d watch over your kids at night while you slaved in a minimum wage waitressing job.

You then became a referee for elementary school, middle school, and high school matches during the day and mainly on weekends. It wasn’t that bad, you were paid around 7902 yen ($75 usd) to 10,559 yen ($100 usd) per match. And you made bank during preliminary tournaments.

You finished highschool online and your kids started to grow. Eventually when your babies turned a year old you finally moved out to a small apartment all on your own. You had a beat up car and you couldn’t afford a television and you lived in a studio apartment but you were happy and satisfied. Your kids wouldn’t have a fancy life growing up but you made it your goal for them to have a fun and happy one. You wanted to raise them right to respect women, and people in general. To always be honest, always be kind. And to love themselves so they wouldn’t end up insecure and naive like you. Especially your oldest one because he was a bit of an air head.

The holidays were coming up and you wanted to get your babies some new clothes. You got a bonus at your job and you were over the moon. You wanted to get them something nice from the mall instead of the thrift store. Maybe even a toy from the Disney Store.

While you strolled your children around in their strollers you managed to find them some clothes. But not a lot because they would grow out of them quickly anyway. Your feet started to hurt and your youngest started crying. You checked the time on your watch and realized that it was their lunch time. You found a secluded part of the mall where very few people were and you sat on the bench with the stroller locked in front of you.

You carried your baby girl and she looked into your eyes, they were a beautiful grayish-green. Just like her father. You kissed her cheek and you looked at your baby boy but he was asleep cuddling his new stuffed bunny. You grabbed the green blanket and you slipped off the sleeve of your cardigan and you lowered the strap of your camisole. You moved the cup of your bra a bit and you made sure you were covered while you breast fed your baby.

All of a sudden an older woman came up and started to tell you mean things. “That’s so disgusting. Have some decency to do that at home or in the bathroom.” She sneered and made a fuss. “Ma’am my baby is sleeping and my other one is hungry. Leave me be and I’ll go when I’m finished.” You kindly told her.

“No young lady, listen to me! I wouldn’t be telling you anything if you were in college studying instead of whoring around! You’re so young and you’re not married!” She pointed a finger and you wanted to tear up. Why couldn’t she just leave you alone? You baby needs to eat, you can’t just let her starve.

“Excuse me, Karen. Leave her alone. She’s covered up and not bothering anybody. In all honesty she shouldn’t cover up at all because that’s human nature and life.” You heard an angry voice from behind. You tried to keep your tears in and you were so thankful someone came to your defense.

“All I’m saying is that she should be in college studying instead of whoring around. Just look at how young she is.” She rolled her eyes and the girl gasped. “Excuse me what the fuck is your problem?!” She raised her voice and her heels clicked as she walked to the lady. “Mind your own business and leave this innocent mother alone alright? I don’t mind hitting old lady’s for disrespecting younger women.” She gleamed and she sounded familiar.

Her back was to you and she wore expensive clothing, her hair was a platinum blonde with brown roots and she wasn’t taking shit from anybody.

“Ugh your generation is disgusting.” The lady stepped back and walked away.

“That’s right you old hag, keep walking!” She yelled and flipped her off. Your baby stopped eating and you quickly fixed your bra and camisole. You put another blanket on your shoulder and you began to burp her. Finally your savior turned and you both gasped.

“Jamie?!”

“Y/N?!”

This was the beginning of a new friendship.

The End.

Previously

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A/N: I just wanna Thank all of y’all for supporting my writing. I know it’s not the best but I’m proud of it and happy people actually liked it! The sequel will be out soon! 🤍

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[tarousbaby]

KINKTOBER W/ TAROUSBABY

my very first kinktober!! or well, my warped version of it. i've always wanted to participate in one of these but i knew damn well i wouldn't be writing decent enough masterpieces every day, so i have them every few days! i hope you all enjoy too! it isn't really a kinktober, more like a tropetober but there's smut in everything but...i tried so lol

ONE FOR ME ! - OCTOBER FIFTH

kageyama tobio

when you're spending your weekend at your best friend miwa's house, you weren't expecting your house party to be crashed by none other than her little brother. either way, you aren't complaining

tags: best friends brother trope, pwp, one-night stand

SPEND THE NIGHT ! - OCTOBER NINTH

gojo satoru

years after a huge blowout between you and your high school boyfriend, you run into him again on a blind date, and decide to take that second chance.

tags: second chance trope, pwp, blind dates, lovers to enemies to lovers

I CAN HEAR THE BELLS ! - OCTOBER TWELFTH

getou suguru

on your big day, your best friend suguru tells you three different reasons why he should be your husband instead and why the runaway bride scenario is just so appealing.

tags: wedding fever trope, pwp, friends to lovers, arranged marriage

LOVING YOU IN SECRECY ! - OCTOBER SIXTEENTH

takami keigo

due to his popularity, dating was a big thing pushed on keigo by the commission. they found him the perfect trophy wife, the problem? the two of you knew nothing about each other. what happens when you're forced to though?

tags: fake relationship, pwp, forced proximity

NINE TO FIVE ! - OCTOBER TWENTIETH

toji fushiguro

in your line of work, you'd only heard bad things about the sorcerer killer but after a particular boss had hired you both, you quickly found out all the secret pleasures he kept hidden.

tags: work colleagues, pwp, rumors, public

I HATE EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU ! - OCTOBER TWENTY-FOURTH

miya atsumu

you never liked atsumu, he was always the most obnoxious out of your old volleyball friends but after a get together, you soon find that your hate was misplaced.

tags: enemies to lovers, pwp, hate fuck

[ao3feed-iwaoi]

Lost in the Crossfire

Read this masterpiece on AO3 at https://ift.tt/sQFVc86

by Le_Tourbillon

As Japan celebrates Emperor Hinata Goro, civil unrest from the Beta population disrupts the event with violence. Few of the nobility survive, and the Royal Family is kidnapped; hostages to a new regime built on a warped sense of equality. It’s a Beta uprising and the world is turned upside down with Shouyou caught in the crossfire.

Once the reconstructed country has fallen into the cruel routine of a dystopian nightmare, a boy is found with no name or history. He’s sent to the Karasuno Orphanage to be cared for by Sugawara and Daichi. They give him a new name and pack to belong to.

One day, the royal family’s resting place is discovered, but one body is missing. Rumor is that Prince Shouyou escaped. Three factions are on the hunt. A Beta leader wants to reach a peaceful resolution. The military wants to be rid of any threat to them. A resistance group wants to bring back the monarchy. A fourth option offers safety in a foreign country.

Being pulled into contradicting directions, how is Shouyou supposed to know who to trust? And when so many want to mate with him, the line between honesty and ulterior motives are further blurred. Who will Shouyou align with? And who will win his heart?

Words: 3529, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Haikyuu!!

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Hinata Shouyou, Kageyama Tobio, Sawamura Daichi, Sugawara Koushi, Hinata Natsu, Hinata Shouyou's Mother, Hinata Shouyou's Father, Kageyama Miwa, Ukai Keishin, Tsukishima Kei, Yamaguchi Tadashi, Yachi Hitoka, Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Tanaka Saeko, Azumane Asahi, Nishinoya Yuu, enoshita chikara, Kinoshita Hisashi, Tsukishima Akiteru, Kozume Kenma, Kuroo Tetsurou, Bokuto Koutarou, Akaashi Keiji, Ushijima Wakatoshi, Terushima Yuuji, Shimizu Kiyoko, Miya Atsumu, Miya Osamu, Takeda Ittetsu, Semi Eita, Tendou Satori, Iwaizumi Hajime, Oikawa Tooru

Relationships: Hinata Shouyou/Kageyama Tobio, Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi, Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, Hinata Shouyou/Tsukishima Kei, Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou, Shimizu Kiyoko/Yachi Hitoka, Azumane Asahi/Nishinoya Yuu, Hinata Shouyou/Ushijima Wakatoshi, Daishou Suguru/Terushima Yuuji, Kageyama Miwa/Ukai Keishin, Akaashi Keiji/Bokuto Koutarou, Tanaka Saeko/Tsukishima Akiteru, Izumi Yukitaka/Sekimukai Kouji

Additional Tags: Haikyuu!! AU, Omega Hinata Shouyou, Alpha Kageyama Tobio, Omega Verse, Royalty, Anastasia inspired, Hinata Shouyou is Sunshine, Omega Sugawara Koushi, Alpha Sawamura Daichi, kagehina endgame, Rape/Non-con Elements, Character Death, War, Violence, Hurt/Comfort, Kageyama Tobio is Bad at Feelings, Everyone Loves Hinata Shouyou, Beta Uprising, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Beta resistance, Pack Dynamics, Assassination Attempt(s), Omega Kozume Kenma, no beta we die like men, Smut, Fluff, Porn With Plot, Mpreg

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/sQFVc86

[ao3feed-daisuga]

i never stopped missing you

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3nRY5Pc

by Ardienevie

What if Hinata met Kageyama when they were younger and resulted in him being introduced to volleyball sooner.

.."What?" Tobio's breath hitched, his feet were glued to the ground as if the gust of wind would make him fall over. his brain racked with confusion as last week's events flashed before his eyes. His grandfather looked away with a guilty expression, he bit his lip trying to say his words delicately.

"Shoyou-kun and his family are moved away while you were gone.." No.. why now, I had to give him something.. " And we don't know when they'll come back, but Tobio he said to-"

  "Stop" his hands gripped firmly on the paper he was holding, registering what his grandfather had relayed to him he gritted his teeth head fell slumped on his shoulders as the weight of the news crashed down on him.

..and where Hinata and Kageyama were seperated for 5 years before finally reunitting in the same place where their worlds first collided, and will once again become entagled in eachother's lives.

Words: 2153, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Haikyuu!!, Original - Fandom

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Kageyama Tobio's Parents, Kageyama Tobio, Kageyama Miwa, Kageyama Kazuyo, Hinata Shouyou, Hinata Natsu, Hinata Shouyou's Mother, Hinata Shouyou's Family, Sugawara Koushi, Sawamura Daichi, Azumane Asahi, Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Tanaka Saeko, Nishinoya Yuu, Tsukishima Kei, Yamaguchi Tadashi, Kuroo Tetsurou, Karasuno Volleyball Club, Kozume Kenma, Yaku Morisuke, Haiba Lev, Miya Atsumu, Miya Osamu, Oikawa Tooru, Iwaizumi Hajime, Ushijima Wakatoshi, Tendou Satori, Ukai Keishin, Takeda Ittetsu

Relationships: Hinata Shouyou/Kageyama Tobio, Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou, Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi, Asahi Azumane/Nishinoya Yuu, Tendou Satori/Ushijima Wakatoshi, Akaashi Keiji/Bokuto Koutaro, Miya Atsumu & Miya Osamu, Miya Atsumu/Sakusa Kiyoomi, Miya Osamu/Suna Rintarou

Additional Tags: developing sakuatsu, slowburn, established daisuga, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, seperated childhood friends, Sexual Tension, Rivals to Lovers, not all ships are in a relationship yet, Dense Kuroken, Tsundere Iwaizumi and flirty Oikawa, Switch/Dom energy Hinata, Switch/Sub Kageyama, light smut in future chaps

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3nRY5Pc

[waka-chan-out]

M-miwa kageyama headcanons? 🥺🥺

miwa kageyama headcanons

HELLLL YES. i just cranked these out in one sitting because i am just……..ugh. women. i’m doing both sfw and nsfw again because though i’m in love with her heart, i’m also a whore.

SFW

she’s only into women, but i mean……look at her. of course she is.

she wears an oversized men’s shirt as a coverup when she goes swimming.

she accidentally moves into your apartment. it starts with hookups, then spending the next day with you. then stray makeup products and articles of clothing appear in your home, then her hair straightener and her favorite blanket. next thing you know your spare key is on her keychain, her lease at her place is up, and she’s sitting on your couch eating ice cream when you come home from work.

even before she was trained to style hair she refused to go to a professional to get her hair cut. she also made sure all of her friends went to her instead of a stylist. risky choice, but it led to some really fun hairstyles and her college friends still call her up sometimes to do their hair.

true crime fiend, but she’s so bad with horror movies. she’ll listen to and read the goriest stuff about serial killers but as soon as there’s a ghost or clown on her screen she’s done for. wraps herself around you and tells you she’s not gonna look, but a few seconds later you catch her glancing over her shoulder and letting herself get scared.

LOVES heights. skyscrapers? yes. rollercoasters? absolutely. she’s so crazy about it it kind of scares you.

she befriends saeko and they drink together a lot. she’s a funny drunk too. she laughs really loud and her eyes get crinkly and her cheeks are bright red by the end of the night. she tries to be flirty, too, but all of her pickup lines and innuendos end with her cracking up laughing.

so good at eyeliner. obviously. but almost scary good. she once did her own on a bumpy car ride with only her reflection in the window and it turned out perfect. she never wears anything more than tinted chapstick though because she refuses to give herself a reason to not kiss you.

giving that its own bullet point because it deserves one. insatiable kisser. anytime, anywhere. she’s not big into pda but if you’re going out with friends you have to pry her off of you because she somehow convinced you to get in the backseat and was not planning on letting you go. greets your friends with a huge grin on her face while you’re still trying to readjust your shirt.

she has quite a few tattoos, but they’re all hidden. even some of her closest friends don’t know what or where they are.

NSFW

following up on the tattoo thing, she likes playing a drinking game with people she wants to hook up with. she tells you how many she has total and you have to find them. you have to try to predict where each tattoo is and get to take off an item of clothing after each set of predictions. if you get it right, you get to go again. if you’re wrong, you drink. keep in mind that when you drink she’s definitely tipping the bottle against your lips and kissing away anything that spills, and she’s definitely straddling your lap the entire time.

she tells you what to do and pulls you around but it’s all what she wants you to do to her. kind of a power pillow princess, if that makes sense.

she’s part of the tiny titty gang, but man are they pretty. the first time you see her shirtless you feel almost unworthy. she also rarely wears a bra when she’s just hanging out in comfortable clothes, whether at home or in public so…..take a deep breath and prepare for that.

hand on your lower stomach and eyes boring into yours as she eats you out.

such a good kisser because she takes over everything. i cannot stress how much this woman loves being in your lap. she’s constantly trying to pull you closer, grasping at your face and clothes and hair and body.

just her…..getting off…….by grinding on you…….oh my god.

her neck is so sensitive. she makes fun of you for liking when she kisses yours, but when you touch or kiss her neck her body tenses and her brows furrow and her breaths end in weak little moans.

“oh yes,” and “right there,” in the bedroom. i’m just gonna……i’m gonna leave that there.

fuck her with a strap on and she crriiiiiiesssss. like full on little sobs as she digs her nails into your back.

the hardest she’s ever cum was after you made her edge herself, riding you until she was about to finish over and over, until you finally made her hold still and held a vibrator against her. your neighbors had to politely and bashfully asked you to keep it down and she told you later that she thought she was going to die.

[ar1ert]

request guidelines

what i will write:

fluff, hurt-comfort, angst

what i will not write:

smut (sorry i just don’t feel comfortable writing it yet), dark themes, yandere (idk how to write it, lol i’ve tried and can’t get it down.)

who i write for:

attack on titan

eren jaeger

armin arlert

levi ackerman

erwin smith

hange zoe

mikasa ackerman

sasha braus

jean kirschtien 

connie springer

annie leonhart

reiner braun

haikyuu

-karasuno

hinata shoyo

kageyama tobio

sawamura daichi

sugawara koshi

tanaka ryūnosuke

nishinoya yuu

shimizu kiyoko

-nekoma

kuroo tetsurou

kenma kozume

yaku morisuke

-seijoh

oikawa tooru

iwaizumi hajime

hanamaki takahiro

mattsun issei

-fukurodani

bokuto kotaro

akaashi keiji

genshin impact

-mondstat

diluc ragnvindr

kaeya alberich

albedo

lisa minci

jean gunnhildr 

eula lawrence

-liyue

ganyu

beidou

zhongli

keqing

nigguang

-inazuma

kamisato ayaka

thoma

arataki itto

kaedehara kazuha

kujou sara

arataki itto

-snezhnaya

tartaglia (childe/ajax)

boku no hero academia

-ua students

bakugou katsuki

midoriya izuku

todoroki shoto

yayarozu momo

jirou kyoka

ashido mina

kaminari denki

shinsho hitoshi

kirishima eijirou

sero hanta

uraraka ochaco

-ua teachers

aizawa shota

-pro heroes

takami keigo (hawks)

-league of villains

dabi

shigaraki tomura

toga himiko

jujutsu kaisen

-1st years

fushiguro megumi

itadori yuuji

kugisaki nobara

-2nd years

zenin maki

inumaki toge

okkotsu yuta

zenin mai

miwa kasumi

-3rd years

todo aoi

-jujutsu sorcerers

nanami kento

gojo satoru

ieiri shoko

mei mei

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if you don’t see someone on here and you are curious if i’ll write them don’t be afraid to ask!

[toonblabbers]

Me after reading this

who: miwa x alisa x v!reader

what: adult characters, porn without plot, fingering, biting, spanking, strap on sex, orgasm denial, kinda bratty reader

wc: 2232

cross posted to the ao3

tip me on ko-fi ✨

here’s a song i vibed to 💖

You barely shut the door behind you before Miwa was smearing matte lipstick along your neck while Alisa tugged your jacket off your shoulders. You pulled Miwa’s hips against yours, gasping as she sucked a lasting mark into your throat. Alisa hummed against your ear, nipping at your lobe. A playful smack across your ass made you jump, followed by Alisa guiding you both deeper into their apartment. Miwa unbuttoned your blouse as you went, keeping your attention locked on her. Alisa stripped off layers of clothing ahead of you, her bare hips catching your eye in your peripherals. You breathed a laugh as your heart pounded in your chest. If this was a dream, you never wanted to wake up.

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[oikadori]

STATUS ⇒ CLOSED

— WHAT WILL YOU DO ?

✓ I write fem!reader but i can switch to gn!reader if asked

✓ i personally prefer reacting to (x) situations, they can be specific but keep it simple! these are examples of what i mean :

01. how would they react if you kiss one of their friends on the cheek? ✓

02. how would they react if they see you dancing with someone else but you are completely oblivious they are watching so you keep doing it? ✘

✓ I do scenarios and headcanons. As for right now i'm more comfortable with scenarios!

✓ Maximal number of characters is 3 unless i want to add someone else.

✓  I’m okay with suggestive situations or spicy ones

✓  I might treat some problematic topics such as low-self esteem, insecurities and so.

✘ I don’t do SMUT or purely NSFW on this blog

✘ I don’t do triggering or dark content such as self-harm, suicide, violence, death, depression, etc. 

✘ I don’t write for ships.

— WHAT CHARACTERS CAN I REQUEST?

☒ Karasuno 

⇒  [Kageyama ; Daichi ; Sugawara ;  Nishinoya ; Hinata ; Tsukishima]

☒ Seijoh

⇒ [Oikawa ; Iwaizumi ; Matsuwaka]

☒ Shiratorizawa

⇒ [Ushijima ; Tendou ; Semi]

☒ Nekoma

⇒ [Kuroo ; Yaku ; Kenma]

☒ Inarizaki

⇒ [Atsumu ; Osamu ,Suna ; Kita]

☒ Fukorodani 

⇒ [Akaashi ; Bokuto]

☒ Others

⇒ [Sakusa ; Terushima ; Futakuchi]

☒ Jujutsu Kaisen

⇒ [Itadori ; Fushiguro (both); Gojo ; Nanami ; Sukuna ; Kugisaki ; Maki ; Choso ; Getou ; Yuuta ; Miwa ]

☒ Attack on Titan

⇒ [Eren, Mikasa, Jean, Armin, Levi, Hange, Moblit, Marco, Sasha, Pieck]

* Probably I will add more in the future *

— HOW DO YOU WORK ?

✎ I like to answer when I’m done with the writing.

✎ It’s extremely hard for me to write a request if it doesn't inspire me, so if your request didn’t inspire me i might not write it :(

✎ Please request through the Ask box 

✎ Please don’t request super specific scenarios it makes it difficult for me to develop them

✎ If I’m not comfortable with a request I’ll let you know. Otherwise, I’m probably writing it (^◇^)

✎ I put warnings when there is any content that might be triggering or problematic (swears, self-doubt, insecurities)

✎ For asks that come to my inbox after I’ve closed my requests, I would have them as suggestions and if the prompt  peeks my curiosity I will write them down if not, i'll just delete them

PLEASE LIKE THIS POST TO SHOW YOU HAVE READ THE RULES AND YOU AGREE WITH THEM BEFORE REQUESTING

[atsumnu]

⭒ 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒

1. my blog is sfw. if you request smut, you will not receive it. some of my writing may imply suggestive things, but will never ever go into detail.

2. the shoutbox is open for haikyuu character headcanons right now. i will write a story/longer headcanons if requested, though!

3. expect spoilers!

4. i prefer to write for one character at a time

5. i'll write other characters in as i see fit

6. i appreciate unique requests, as do all authors on this platform. don't be a jerk and let us enjoy our art w/o unnecessary pressure.

7. i write very general headcanons for any of the characters below, like in a bulleted list

8. for longer + more detailed ones, PLEASE specify this so i don't give you less than what you want

9. you are more than welcome to request specific trends, like on tiktok, or themes like angst, fluff, etc. angst is my favorite to write (just so you know...)

10. i usually go gender-neutral unless male or female is requested

⭒ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐒

haikyuu — hinata, kageyama, tsuki, yamaguchi, daichi, suga, asahi, noya, tanaka, ennoshita, yachi, kiyoko, oikawa, iwaizumi, mattsun, makki, kunimi, kuroo, kenma, lev, yaku, yamamoto, bokuto, akaashi, konoha, ushijima, tendou, semi, atsumu, osamu, kita, aran, suna, sakusa, terushima

shingeki no kyojin — eren, armin, mikasa, sasha, connie, jean, reiner, bretholdt, historia, ymir, levi, erwin, hanji, zeke, nanaba, mike, moblit

jujutsu kaisen — yuuji, megumi, nobara, maki, toge, mai, todo, miwa, gojo, nanami, toji, sakusa (oop), geto

fullmetal alchemist — ed, al, winry, roy, riza

!! 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒓 - i AM in university!!! i'm a stem major with two minors, plus a multitude of extracurriculars. requests may not get out as fast as you'd like, please just bear with me. patience is a virtue i know not everyone has, but i am only one gal. ^^;