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fullmetalscullyy · 4 years ago

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the way it was - epilogue

summary: what if riza never went to war? riza hawkeye has just married the man she loves. six months into their marriage, an unexpected surprise stops her from following roy to the military. a canon divergence au that explores what might have happened had riza been unable to join the military. there will be plenty of family fluff, angst, and royai.

rated: m | warnings: graphic depictions of violence (updated)

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1915

you are so bright, shining above all the city lights

Riza scanned the windows of the train intently as it drew into the station. While it rolled past them slowly, she tried to look out for some familiar faces through the glass but didn’t find who she was looking for. There were no eager children on the other side, looking out and excitedly watching the world go by. There were only tired adults, exhausted after their long train ride from Xing, but also relieved that it was finally over.

Roy wrapped an arm around her back and slipped his free, gloved hand into his trouser pocket.

He’d picked the gloves out so they could hide his injuries from Mia. This morning was about a happy reunion, not explaining to their daughter how he’d hurt his hands. That could, and would, come later if she asked. Not to mention the thick leather would provide extra protection to his freshly bandaged hands. They didn’t need the sooty air getting into his wounds. Riza had also covered the bandage on her neck. Since it was healing they’d been able to arrange the gauze so it wouldn’t be as obvious or startling to anyone seeing her for the first time since the Promised Day, however no matter how hard they tried, a small part of it still poked out from underneath her shirt. While she’d been trying to think of a solution to cover it up, Roy had picked out a thin scarf from their wardrobe and playfully wrapped her up in it with a grin. It also happened to be perfect for the weather that day.

As they stood and waited, Roy didn’t tell her to relax or offer any sentiment like that because he was in the same state as her. It had been almost a month since the Promised Day. Almost a month since they’d last seen their children. To say they were simply excited was a gross understatement. It went so much further than that. Both were anxious to see their faces once more.

With his eyesight returned, Roy had been discharged from the hospital before her. With an injury as large as the one Riza had sustained, the doctors wanted to ensure there was going to be no risk of infection when she was sent home. Riza didn’t fight it, but she was still eager to leave. She felt well enough but trusted her physician.

Two days after Roy, Riza was discharged. Sleeping in her own bed, held tightly within her husband’s arms that night, was the best feeling in the world. It was only until she awoke with him that Riza realised just how much she’d missed it.

There had always been a yearning within her to crawl into his hospital bed and lie next to him, but she had to be careful. Anything that aggravated her injury would delay her progress, and that included lying on her side next to Roy. It would stall them in seeing Mia and Maes again, so, as much as she wanted to, Riza reigned in that impulse.

On their first day at home together, instead of getting up and readying themselves for the day, Roy and Riza treated themselves and didn’t rise until well into the afternoon. Grumman had given Roy time off for recovery and rehabilitation, so they truly had nothing to worry about. No one was demanding their attention or presence anywhere. There were no jobs to be carried out and completed.

It was freeing after the rollercoaster the last month had been for them both. It was also the most relaxed they’d both felt in a long time.

Just like before the Promised Day, the house was too quiet without Mia and Maes. The day after Riza was discharged she called Chris and said they were ready to invite them back home. Now the moment was here, Riza’s heart was beating erratically inside her chest, pounding against her ribcage with fervour. Her hands were sweating with her excitement.

She couldn’t wait.

The crowds were thick as people disembarked from the train. The platform filled, becoming even busier than before, but Vanessa and Chris were nowhere to be seen, Riza noted with dismay.

“This is the train.” Roy’s voice was suddenly close to her ear so he could be heard over the hubbub of the platform. “They will be here somewhere. We’ll find them.”

He must have picked up on her impatient shifting. Not that Riza had tried very hard to hide it. Even though her expression was schooled into one of concentration as she focussed on her search, Riza had been up on her tiptoes to try and look over some of the taller heads in the crowd.

As people started to vacate the platform, others boarded the train, but it was nowhere near the same volume that had alighted from it. The crowd thinned but Riza still didn’t spot them. She finally huffed impatiently.

Then, bodies parted, and her eyes settled on her daughter. She was walking by Vanessa’s side, holding onto the pram that carried Maes. Her small head swivelled around as she looked about her, causing her long ponytail to whip back and forth. Her bottom lip was caught in between her teeth and she chewed on it, seemingly anxious to find who, or what, she was looking for.

All Riza could do was stare. A month had passed but it felt like years in that moment. It had been too long, and everything was rushing up to the surface at once, overwhelming her and freezing her in place. It must have been a figment of her imagination, but Mia looked older. She looked taller. Her dark hair seemed to be so much longer, tied up in its ponytail.

Never again would they spend so much time apart, Riza promised herself.

Riza’s face crumpled and she took a step forward but paused when Mia spotted her.

Mia’s face lit up with joy and it caused Riza’s inhale to get caught in her throat. Their daughter’s elation spread across her features beautifully as Mia’s eyes sparkled with excitement. Riza couldn’t hear her gasp, but it was obviously a loud one, given the exaggerated expression on her face. The brown paper bag she’d been carrying in her hand hit the ground and tipped over onto its side, forgotten. Mia sprinted away from a suddenly panicked Vanessa and headed straight towards them. Her bag bounced on her back as she ran and the happy laugh that left her was music to Riza’s ears.

“Mum!” Mia called. It almost sounded like a scream; it was so loud. “Dad!”

Riza fell to her knees and Mia ran straight into her arms. The force of her enthusiasm almost knocked Riza over but she held steady. She pressed her cheek against the side of Mia’s head as she held her incredibly tight, standing and lifting her off the ground, leaving her small legs to wrap around Riza’s waist securely. Mia’s happy laugh didn’t let up and Riza thought it was one of the best sounds she’d ever heard. She’d missed hearing it.

“Oh, Mia,” she sighed, overcome with emotion. “Oh, Mia Bear, I missed you!” Riza placed her back down on the ground and pulled away to get a better look at her daughter.

Mia beamed back at her, almost vibrating with excitement. She even started bouncing up and down on the balls of her feet. Riza cupped her daughter’s grinning face in between her palms then moved to kiss her on the forehead, on her nose, then each cheek, making Mia giggle.

“I missed you too, Mum. And Dad!” She was quickly out of Riza’s hold and darted towards her father.

Roy bent his knees with a grin and opened his arms wide. Mia launched herself into them and Roy scooped her up. Her arms wrapped around his neck, holding on tight as she was lifted off the ground again. Roy was not shy in returning it either. His face was pressed into her shoulder, hiding it from view, but Riza saw his back heave greatly with his breath as he spun them both around on the spot.

“Mia!” Vanessa scolded, tugging a suitcase behind her while pushing Maes’ pram. “How many times do I have to tell you not to run off?”

“But it was Mummy and Daddy!” Her tone held no apology, only glee upon seeing them again.

“I know, but –” Vanessa sighed, rolling her eyes fondly. “Never mind,” she relented. “Hey, Riza,” she grinned. Maes was parked next to her, and Vanessa rounded the pram to engulf Riza in a tight hug.

“Thank you for looking after them,” Riza whispered, pouring all of her gratitude into the words she spoke.

“Oh, it was no problem at all,” Vanessa grinned. “We had a great time! Didn’t we, Mia?”

Roy had placed Mia back on the ground. He knelt before her with his hands on her shoulders, keeping her in place. While Mia turned to look at her Aunt Vanessa, Roy continued to watch Mia’s face closely. His eyes roved over her features and Riza smiled to herself. He was trying to commit her appearance to memory. Riza could understand that, especially after he’d shared the reasons for his upset while in that medical tent on the Promised Day.

“Oh, yes!” Mia clapped her hands together as she turned back to gaze up at her father. “You’ll never guess what we did on the train ride home!”

“Tell me,” Roy demanded immediately, his tone filled with awe. He marvelled at Mia, taking in every feature and change in her expression. His gloved hands smoothed down her hair then cupped her cheeks between his palms.

Mia giggled, feeling squished in between the soft, black leather covering his palms. “Dad!” Her complaint was accompanied with a laugh as she tried to wriggle out of his grasp.

“Sorry, Mia Bear. Tell me,” he insisted, letting go of her face and placing his hands back on her shoulders. “I want to hear all about it.”

As Mia launched into a story about their journey home, Roy was enraptured and watched every one of her excitable expressions with close scrutiny and joy.

With Mia occupied, Riza turned her attention to their youngest. Maes’ eyes blinked up at her, and for the tiniest moment, she feared he wouldn’t recognise her after all this time. He cocked his head to the side as he regarded her, and his small limbs grew still. His stuffed toy remained clutched tightly within his fist and he drew it up to cover his mouth.

He used to do that to feel more secure…

Riza’s chest ached as she watched that adorable frown she loved so dearly appear on his face but couldn’t help but start to think or fear the worst. A month was a long time for a child his age.

Maes had definitely grown. His hair had turned slightly thicker and was now more brown than black, which matched the colour of his chocolate brown eyes. And Maes looked so much older. His face had slimmed down slightly and had a little bit more shape to it than Riza remembered. He was a marvel, and her love for her son surged within her chest.

“Hello, little Maes.” The joy of setting her eyes on his face again choked Riza momentarily. Tears welled within her eyelids.

However, that was all Maes needed. He grinned, showing off his gums and tongue while his arms flailed outwards, asking to be picked up. He tried to sit up in the pram, causing his tiny body to strain against the straps holding him in place. There was an outraged sound of protest from him when he discovered he couldn’t move as far as he desired. That affronted frown returned to Maes’ face as his small fingers tried to reach and grab for Riza, making her bark out a shaky laugh. Unbuckling her son, Riza hugged him close to her chest as his face burrowed into the crook of her neck with a joyous squeal.

“Hey, Maes,” she cooed quietly into his ear, feeling a tear slip out. “I missed you so much.”

After sending them away, and throughout the Promised Day, Riza had tried her hardest not to dwell too long on when she’d be able to see their children again. If she did, all focus would be broken and the intense longing would leave her winded, struggling to breathe. That’s how it felt now though, holding them in her arms again. She wanted to crumple to the floor in her euphoria and relief but remained steady and strong.

It had been too much to think about that they may never get to see them again. It was too intense a sadness that left Riza gasping for breath, but they’d done it. It had been a long time waiting for this day to come while they were in hospital, but they’d made it through to the other side. Now, the payoff for their perseverance and resilience was more than worth it.

“Do I get a hug like that?”

Riza glanced up and saw Chris smirking at them both. She was joking, but Roy still strode forward and pulled her into a fierce hug anyway. Mia was his shadow and skipped over to her grandmother with him. Roy murmured something quietly in Chris’ ear and Riza watched as her expression softened, and she smiled warmly at him.

“No problem, Roy Boy. You know that by now.”

Roy let go of her and nodded.

“Mia?” Chris called to her, her face expectant. “Aren’t you forgetting something?”

Mia’s head cocked to the side and her brow furrowed in confusion.

She looks so much like Roy, Riza grinned to herself.

“Your present bag?” Chris prompted her further, then the penny dropped for their daughter.

“Oh!” Mia darted over to her grandmother to take the paper bag she’d dropped in her haste to reach them. “I dropped it. Sorry!”

“It’s all right,” Chris assured her evenly, “but be more careful next time, otherwise it might get lost or broken.”

“I will! Mum, Dad, I brought you back some presents! I got one for Hayate too. I can’t wait to see him again!”

“That was very kind of you, Mia,” Riza smiled as she bounced a happy Maes in her arms. “Thank you.”

There was a gentle tug at her neck and Riza flinched automatically, as it was on her injured side. Looking down, she wondered what Maes was doing, then paused to watch him. He was currently playing with a button on her jacket. He was gripping onto the one at the top of her lapel, grasping it carefully in between his thumb and pointer finger with such intense concentration, before letting it go. Riza couldn’t remember him ever doing that before but tried not to dwell on the fact she’d missed out on over a month of his development. She rejoiced in his progress instead, simply thankful she was able to see it.

“Button,” she told Maes, pointing at it.

He blinked up at her then gave her a wide smile. Again, he caught it between his fingers and let go.

“Do you like buttons, Maes?”

He giggled and grasped it again.

“You’re so clever,” Riza praised quietly before pressing a kiss to his temple.

Roy stepped up to her side and wrapped an arm around her back securely. His grip wasn’t tight, but his hand was still a welcome weight upon her hip and a comfort. “We’ll see them when we get home, all right Mia,” Roy quickly interjected before Mia could start to pull things out as she’d already, and impatiently, started to open up the bag. “Then everything will be safe and less likely to get lost.”

“Good idea,” Mia agreed. “Can we go now?” She was so serious that it made the adults laugh.

“Of course, we can,” Roy assured her. “But first,” he added, turning to face Riza with a wide smile, “I’ve got to say hello to your little brother first.”

Roy gasped playfully as he lifted Maes high into the air. It made their son giggle and his arms stretched out towards Roy. Once returned to Roy’s shoulder he remained there and lay his head against it, closing his eyes as Roy’s hand shifted to cover his back. He patted it gently and rested his chin on the top of Maes’ head. As Roy’s eyes closed to enjoy the moment, his expression was serene.

“Let’s go!” Mia cried excitedly. She grabbed Riza’s hand and tugged it gently, eager to be on the move.

“Calm down, Mia,” Chris scolded but there was no real force behind it. “We’re going, don’t worry.”

Vanessa looked at Roy expectantly, silently asking if he wanted to hand over Maes, but Roy shook his head.

“I’ll hold him while we walk.”

“I can push that –” Riza started to offer but Vanessa waved her off.

“Mia needs someone to hold her hand,” she argued. “Walk with her,” she smiled, “I’ve got this.”

“Thank you, Vanessa.”

Mia latched onto Riza’s hand tightly and started chatting away. She was telling her mother about their train journey home, the same story she’d told Roy less than ten minutes ago. Still, Riza nodded along and listened to her intently. Most of her attention had been taken up by Maes and she still wanted to hear what Mia had to say.

Once they left the station Mia fell quiet, finally spent from her story telling. Chris opened the car door and started to get a still excited Mia strapped in while Vanessa folded up the pram to store it securely with the suitcase in the boot of the car.

Before they entered, Riza reached up to squeeze Roy’s elbow gently to garner his attention and stop him for a moment.

When he turned to face her he was the most at peace she’d seen him a long time. Riza knew that feeling intimately well. Now that her family was all back together, it felt like all was right in her world. Everyone was safe and accounted for, as they should be, and everyone was together.

It felt like she was finally home.

“Well,” she murmured quietly to Roy, “were those the smiles you remembered?”

Roy’s arm wrapped around her waist as he let out a shaky breath. His head tilted to the side, coming to rest against hers, as his fingers did their best to curl around her torso inside his gloves.

“They were.” He squeezed her waist as best he could and Roy inhaled sharply, indicating he’d been greatly affected by seeing their children again, just like she had. “They were everything I remembered, and more,” he sniffed, smiling down at their son with a tear in his eye. He glanced over at her and leaned in, pressing a soft and loving kiss against Riza’s lips that left her grinning from ear to ear.

“I love you, Riza Mustang.” His breath hitched and another tear fell down his cheek despite his happy smile.

“I love you too, Roy Mustang,” Riza beamed.

She brushed the strands of hair out of his eyes, then gently wiped away the tear with her thumb. His cheek was cradled within her palm lovingly as she gazed up at him, finally feeling completely at peace.

“Forever.”

#royai #royai fic #royai fanfic #royai au #the way it was #emma writes #WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEE #hope u enjoyed the wholesome ending :))#thank u to all who have read and supported!!!#it means so much to me 🥺#its been a ride and a half #and its been so much fun to finally play w and explore this lil idea i had like 3 years ago lol #and now its done!!! i legit never felt like i'd make it here but i DID #thank u for being part of it and giving this fic ur time #i appreciate it!! <3333 #now its time to relax and do n o t h i n g i can't wait #see u for the next one!!

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disappointed-and-depleted · 3 years ago

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Some Of My Favourite Out Of Context One Piece Quotes: Dubbed

Green is for Zoro or Bartolomeo, Red is Luffy or Chopper, Blue is Sanji or Sabo, Purple is Usopp or Brook, Pink is Franky or background characters ie Perona or Buggy, orange and black are also for background characters

"Nobody calls me stupid but me"

"She blew up that funny old man and he was nice so now I hate her 😠"

*casually staring down a dinosaur* "you're a rude son of a bitch" *kicks it*

"Pirates! Or worse, the government!"

"🎶Good evening!✋🎶"

"Well, as per usual I've been kickin ass, and what about you?" "Been kickin ass."

"Hold on a second pirate A (Sanji) Nami isn't a background character like you, its gonna take more then one sorry little bazooka attack to defeat her"

*menacingly* "I love giraffes"

"...wOAh that is lame,"

"SOMEBODY GET ME A LAWYER, THERE'S NO WAY I'M NOT GONNA SUE YOUR ASS OFF FOR THIS!"

"It's a little early to be kissing his ass"

*casually throwing cannon balls* "WE DON'T WANT 'EM, TAKE 'EM BACK!"

"YOU PEOPLE ARE MONSTERS!" "Uh huh!✌✌✌💖"

"You just cook the meat, dont tell us how to eat it"

"Dead men tell no tales" *knows full well of Brook's existence*

*chanting* "FRANKYS NAKED, FRANKYS NAKED"

"WHERE ARE YOU MY FEISTY TRUFFLE!?💖"

"₲₳Ⱨ, ₳ ₮ⱤɆɆ ₩ł₮Ⱨ ₴Ø₥Ɇ ØⱠĐ ₲ɆɆⱫɆⱤ'₴ ₣₳₵Ɇ ł₴ ₮Ø₮₳ⱠⱠɎ ₲Ɇ₮₮ł₦₲ ĐⱤɄ₦₭ ₩ł₮Ⱨ ₳ ฿Ɇ₳₮ Ʉ₱ Ʉ₦ł₵ØⱤ₦"

"I'm so ashamed, my soul is as twisted as my curly eyebrows"

"Power has nothing to do with it, I just naturally have a negaTIVE PERSONALITYYYYYYYYYYYY"

"I-I don't believe this!" "Usopp actually looks cool for once." "Is his heart really that empty?" (I'm not sure if that's a good thing)

"What the hell is this guy? The Patron Saint of Pessimism?"

"AHHH, WHAT A TERRIBLE SOURCE OF SELF ESTEEM!"

*not so casually catching fire and jumping off a cliff* "NAMI-SWAAAAAAN"

"AAHHHHHH, DONT EAT ME I SWEAR IM ALL BONES"

"NAMI GAVE AWAY SOME OF HER TREASURRREEEE!!! AAAAHHHHHHHHH!! A STORM MUST BE COMING!"

"H-he wants to see underwear! EVERYONE, SHOW HIM YOUR UNDERWEAR" "Um, I- I don't need to see any man panties, thank you, I- uh- oh W O W."

"He's not stupid, he's Luffy."

"Awe man, I miss when Jinbei was on our side"

"Okay, uh, a sword shouldn't be able to do that... can we please call that thing somthing other then a sword?"

"THANK YOU BUGGY, SEE YOU IN THE AFTER LIFE, I GUESS"

"But wait, these guys are certified badasses,"

"What about child support?" "Put it on my tab" "THIS ISN'T A BAR"

"WHAT IS THIS, A CHILD LABOR SCHEME!?" (I love Sabo so much 😂😂)

"ATTA BOY SATAN"

"Ah, I didn't think you'd be the first," "Oh yeah? Nobody else has shown up? Well damn, I guess they got lost" (SAYS YOU ZORO)

"WHAT'S UP LADIES, IM FRESH OUTTA HELL AND LOOKIN FOR A GOOD TIME!"

"WHOA, DUDE!" "H E S G O T A H A N D I N H I S H A A A A A N D ! ! !"

"Still standing after all that? Maybe you got stronger after all," "Yeah, and your itty bitty baby attacks actually tickle a little now, too bad they still don't hurt as bad as your food hurts my stomach," "WANNA FIGHT ABOUT IT!?"

"YOU'RE NOT READY FOR REAL GIRLS YET, SANJI! GO BACK TO YOUR PICTURES AND RELAX!"

"WHO NEEDS BLOOD, I HAVE LUST TO SUSTAIN ME!!"

"��𝐇, 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐘!"

"And so what if I am? Is it so wrong to want to share in the suffering of my friends? Cold is a state if mind after all! You don't need skin for that!"

*calmly but genuinely* "Resign from the warlords of the sea or go into battle with of the of the four emperors. Obviously he'll pass on both and kill us if he's wise. Yohohohoh- oh I'm scared!"

"Is that why you came down with us, racoon?" "Mhm....... HEY WHO ARE YOU CALLING RACOON, I'M A REINDEER JERK, HOW WOULD YOU LIKE IT IF I SAID YOU WERE A BIG UGLY RAT WHO EATS GARBAGE- WHAT'S SO FUNNY LUFFY? QUIT LAUGHING!"

"I see, Racoon, so you can understand what animals say," "uh huh, it really comes in handy when we... HEY! COME ON, THERE WAS NO EXCUSE FOR IT THAT TIME!"

"Be extra careful, this is enemy territory," "HEY, ITS NOT AS DARK OVER HERE!" "what did I just tell you, stop yelling!" "Yeah, I hate to say this, but I'm with jerk face on this one," "*disgruntled noises*"

"Oh, so you're okay to be beaten up then,"

"I'mGonnaBeRealHonestWithYouHereSanjiAndGiveYouAHard I. Don't Know But!SayYourPrayersJustToBeSafe,K?"

Also any time someone other than Luffy calls Law "Traffy" is infinatly funny to me cause Dressrosa is super serious then Robin says "But Traffy's plan-" and I'm out of there

"My barrier only works on physical attacks, not verbal ones!"

"You lost me! You sound cool as hell and I still look up to you! Of course, but you lost me!"

"OH NO! MASTER DICKHEAD"

*Brook being eaten alive and no one paying any mind*

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ukai-simp-services · 4 years ago

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your hq s/o walking in on you masturbating

includes: kenma, oikawa, ukai, kuroo

warnings: heavy smut, cursing, nsfw; degrading, praising, edging, teasing.

a/n: god this took so long for me to write, i hope y’all enjoy. i worked very hard on each character so be sure to read em all ;)

(female character descriptions)

kenma kozume

you sat with your legs criss-crossed on the plush comforter of your bed - your shared bed with your boyfriend. kenma was rarely ever away from you, his job required him to sit at home by his desk most days, trying out different video game graphics, typing up notes or ideas after trying said game. It wasn’t very often that his company called him in for a meeting, maybe once every few weeks.

alas, you still found yourself sitting here, alone on your giant bed, wondering what you’d do with your time. you came home, hours prior, yearning for your comfortable bed after a long day at work. and you certainly relished in those desires, taking a much-needed nap for a couple of hours. but now here you were, brightly awake, with an unusual warmth of desire in your stomach. you were unsure where the urge came from, considering your boyfriend wasn’t even home to tempt you. but it was still there, and it needed to be satiated.

so you began your mission, it had been quite a number of months since you last masturbated on your own. your lovely kenma was always by your side, always there to feed your cravings, masturbation wasn’t even a thought when you knew he was just a room away from you. you almost forgot your usual routine when it came to “doing the deed”.

first, you slipped out of your leggings, feeling the cold, but soft comforter tickle your bare legs. then, you snaked your hand up your stomach to your breast, fondling it as best as you could. funny, it didn't feel nearly as rewarding as it did when kenma did it. lastly, you picked up your phone from its spot next to you and began your search.

you searched a reliable porn site you used to use all the time, quickly finding a video that you knew would get you off quickly. you chewed your bottom lip as the video started, excitement building up from the depths of your core. as the video continued, you snuck your free hand down your stomach to your panties. hesitantly, you creeped your fingers under the elastic band of the soft cotton material and reached slowly for your folds. you gasped at your wetness, it was nothing remarkable, just a little surprising considering how quick you made this decision. you began stroking your clit, slowly to start, while still keeping your eyes on your screen. as the video continued on, you quickened the pace of your rubbing, swirling your juices around your clit with your two fingers. you didn’t realize how focused you were on your phone screen, till the sound of your bedroom door creaking open snapped you out of your daze.

yellow, cat-like eyes peered at your disheveled state in both shock and curiosity. you opened your mouth to say something, but was only able to let out a struggled mewl. his gaze was locked to your body, taking in your entire form, focused mainly on the hand buried in your panties, taking note of how your hand continued its motions, slowly. you couldn’t take your eyes off of him and he couldn’t take his eyes off you.

a loud, choked moan vibrated from the phone in your hand, snapping both you and kenma out of your trance.

“I-i...” you scrambled for words as you quickly shut off the video and began retracting your hand from your panties.

kenma dashed towards you, animal-like instincts, and snatched your wrist in his grip, slowly putting your hand back in the spot it was formerly in.

“continue.” he said, voice laced with the deep desire you so fortunately get to see in him often. his gaze remained down at your body, instead of looking you in the eye. you simply nodded your head and continued your movements again. taking you by surprise yet again, kenma lifted your phone from your other hand and clicked play on the video again for you.

your cheeks burned in embarrassment, but soon your whole body was flushed from the euphoric feeling rising in your stomach. kenma held your phone up with one hand, watching you masturbate to whatever the hell was on there. he then took his other hand and pulled the cotton material covering your sex to the side, watching your glistening fingers work magic into your clit.

he decided he should help out a little bit, so he poked his warm, firm tongue out of his mouth and penetrated your cunt with it. you gasped at the contact, not expecting it since your eyes were trained on the screen. your movements became spastic as the twisting and curving of his tongue played with your insides wondrously. your body convulsed around his muscle, thighs squeezing and enclosing his head. the video you were watching was quick to end, but you couldn't care as you tossed your phone to the side and grabbed a handful of your boyfriend’s hair.

kenma’s assault on your cunt only became more intense as he felt you reaching your orgasm, walls pulsing around his tongue. you moaned in approval of his actions, bucking your hips for the friction of his nose against your clit. your high came shortly after, leaving you grasping kenma’s hair for dear life.

your chest rose and fell rapidly, waiting for your breathing to normalize again before you spoke. kenma plopped next to you on your bed, automatically snuggling his face into the crook of your neck.

“never leave home ever again.” you breathed out, a smile starting to form on your lips.

he simply just chuckled and said, “sounds like a deal to me.”

oikawa tooru

oikawa constantly had you on your toes, always watching and waiting for something to happen. with this, also came teasing, he was a huge flirt in general, everyone knew that, but when it came to you it was in every way worse.

you stared down at your phone, more specifically, at the text your boyfriend had sent you.

pretty, but you’d look prettier with the dress off and your legs spread for me <3

for context, you had went shopping earlier and sent a picture to oikawa of the new dress you were contemplating buying. of course, he was no help in your decision and only used the photo to helplessly fluster you. you sighed to yourself, guess it couldn't be helped.

but you hated to admit that the text hit you with a swarm of butterflies in the very pit of your stomach - you couldn't help but imagine your boyfriend in between your thighs, pulling the tight dress up your hips rather slow.

of course you had bought it, how could you not after reading that text.

part of you wanted to surprise him in it, let him come home to you laying in your bed with the dress tightly clung to you and a pair of matching high heels strapped on. unfortunately, reality reminded you that tooru would be practicing ‘til late tonight and you knew that all he would want is a warm bed to crash on, barely even making it to the shower.

so instead of bothering your already over-worked boyfriend, you decided to take matters into your own hands.

finishing your dinner alone at around 7pm, you cleaned yourself up and headed for the bedroom. you crawled across the smooth duvet cover on your bed, cold material rubbing against your bare legs. you situated yourself against two plush pillows, propping your torso up while parting your legs.

you pondered for a moment what you should do, it wasn’t an odd occurrence for you to be pleasuring yourself; tooru was out quite frequently because of his busy schedule. your confliction was caused by the fact that you simply wanted tooru, nothing else.

even so, you continued your actions; sliding your soft cotton shorts down your smooth and long legs. once situated, you grabbed your phone and searched for something hot to get you off. because you were feeling so touched starved, videos simply wouldn't do it for you today. you needed something more intimate; like the sound of a man’s voice in your ears, coaxing you to your orgasm, directing you to play with yourself how he wanted.

yeah, that would do it.

so you went to your very reliable (totally not reddit or anything) website and searched for something you knew you would like. a seemingly promising result caught your eye, and you proceeded to plug in your earbuds and adjust the volume of the video. you leaned back further into the pillows, trying to get comfortable enough to relax.

the video began and you couldn’t help but feel awkward, yeah the man’s voice was hot as hell - deep and seductive too, but something about it didn't feel right considering you had a boyfriend, with a much nicer voice.

oh fuck it, you thought.

there was no secret rule against this, it was basically the same as porn, only it felt nicer because the plot was directed towards you and your orgasm. you felt more at ease with yourself - and with the video. the voice playing was smooth and relaxing.

you slowly began to move your fingers as instructed - or should I say demanded, whilst also bringing your left hand up to palm your breast through the thin material of your shirt. you were now working both your clit and your breasts, the feeling of warmth beginning to pool in the pit of your stomach.

the voice commanded you to begin fingering yourself - in his words; to “bury your fingers deep in that little cunt of yours”, and who were you to disobey?

you did exactly as instructed, indulging your fingers deep - well, as deep as they could go - inside the warmth of your core. you received praises from the man, calling you names of which you most certainly enjoyed. this encouraged you pump yourself faster, all while your left hand toyed with your breast through your shirt. surprisingly, your hands made a dream team, you hadn't felt this amazing masturbating in so long. it was like the voice in your ears was real and the hands on your body weren't your own, but someone else’s.

what you failed to realize was, down the hallway from your bedroom, your boyfriend was putting his bags down on the kitchen table and approaching your room - where he heard your soft moans coming from.

tooru wandered over to your bedroom, both curious and confused. the way you were moaning, he wondered if he’d find another man on top of you. he decided to bite back his nerves and enter the room quietly, inching the door open with caution. his head poked through the small gap of the doorway that was now exposed, peering over at your writhing body to see that you were in fact alone. oikawa let out a small sigh of relief at this, but then noticed that you were still unaware of his presence and that your ears occupied a set of wireless earbuds. the man smirked to himself, now somewhat aware of what you were doing.

he cleared his throat obnoxiously, immediately turning your attention over to him and releasing the breast in your hand almost shamefully. you opened your mouth to say something, but tooru quickly cut you off.

“my my, what do we have here?” his voice was low and taunting as he took slow strides over to your bed.

“tooru, i was just-”

“playing with yourself, my dear?” he chuckled and took a seat next to you on the bed, “that much i can see for myself. just to what would that be, is the question.”

your face burned in embarrassment and regret, knowing he would manage to squeeze the answer out of you.

“you- you weren’t home, and i...needed something...”, your voice trailed off as you glanced down at your phone, the audio was paused, but not for long.

oikawa seemed to have caught on to your implications and in one swift movement, snatched both your phone and your right earbud from your possession.

“tooru, please-”

your boyfriend made a tsk tsk noise with his tongue, “nuh uh, what makes you think you get to enjoy this alone? honestly, it looks to me like you’re having a lot of fun-” he gestured to your hand which was deeply buried in your panties, “-and i wanna join in on the fun too.” his voice was low and laced with seduction now, his eyes dark and taunting as his face was merely inches away from yours.

your chest heaved with heavy contractions, stomach full of butterflies and warmth. you could barely muster out a word, so you stuck with a brisk nod. tooru smirked and plugged the earbud in at your approval, then clicked the audio back on.

the audio was halfway finished, so the man’s instructions were even more intense than you wanted oikawa to hear.

“that’s right you little slut, be a good girl and keep fucking that little cunt for me, yeah?”

your eyes widened in embarrassment, quickly scanning tooru’s face for any sign of laughter. what shocked you more was the dark expression on his face now, hidden with a deadly smirk on his lips.

“c’mon baby, do what he’s telling you to do.”

“good girl, that my good little slut.”

the mix of the voices overstimulated your senses, your embarrassment soon turned into a wicked desire. you began pumping yourself harder, hand coming back up to grope you breast. your eyes closed shut and your moans began escalating again.

you weren’t sure what you boyfriend was planning on doing next, but you felt the pressure of the bed go down as he switched spots from next to you to in between your legs.

the audio kept encouraging you to pump faster, enticing more moans to spill from your lips. the feeling of a warm, moist tongue pressing against your clit made your eyes shoot open and your head jerk up to see tooru with his head in between your thighs.

“what? am I not allowed to help?” he quizzed you with a tone laced with teasing.

you let your head fall back onto the pillow as oikawa took his time lapping at your clit. your fingering stuttered, but never ceased as the voice of a man and the tongue of your man continued to pleasure you. the audio was nearing an end and you felt yourself also nearing an orgasm. oikawa pushed your hand so your fingers went even deeper than they already were, this earned a whimpering gasp from you. you looked down at your partner to see his eyes were locked with yours, tongue poking out to lick at your swollen clit. you felt your walls clenching around your fingers at the sight, voice in your ear aiding in it too.

“look at you, so helpless, getting off to some guys’ voice? such a needy little whore, aren't you?”

you felt all the oxygen in your lungs leave your body, fingers growing stiff inside of you. your boyfriend’s words tugged at something inside of you, an animalistic version of you deep down that needed to be freed.

tooru smirked up at you, perfectly aware of his effect on you. his tongue withdrawing from inside his mouth to lap you up for the hundredth time.

“how pathetic, were you that desperate for an orgasm that you resulted to audio porn?”

“good girl, that’s my good little girl, cry out for me.”

you felt your orgasm coming like a tidal wave, the two voices overstimulating your senses once again.

“that’s so fucking embarrassing, your own fingers are barely enough to please you anymore. you need my tongue to help you.”

“that’s right, come for me, come around those pretty little fingers of yours.”

“yeah? you're gonna be an obedient little slut and come for for him? listen to his orders like he’s your daddy, right?”

and you did.

with a final whine of pleasure, your body violently rocked itself through your orgasm. your eyes rolled to the back of your head as your back arched into air helplessly. your fingers slowed down on their movements, eventually coming to a slow finish. you breathed heavily, chest heaving as the ringing in your ears quieted down. all that could be heard in the room was the thick silence in the air and your contracted breathing.

tooru slowly approached the spot next to you on the bed from his former position between your legs, lying next to your disheveled form. once your body had calmed itself down a bit more, your retracted your hands from their position and turned toward your lover, resting your head on his shoulder.

“well, I certainly did not expect to come home to that.” tooru chuckled lightly.

you quickly dove your face into the side of his neck, hiding in mortification.

“god, I'm so embarrassed.” you mumbled into his skin.

oikawa only laughed louder, earning a light slap on his arm.

“come on, don’t act like you didn’t enjoy every second of that.”

“you know I did, that’s why I'm embarrassed!” you lifted your head from his neck to retort back.

he only shook his head and laughed again, wrapping his arm around your body to keep you warm.

“why did you come home so early, anyway?”

“well practice ended early because the team wanted to go out to dinner for a sort-of, congratulations for doing so good in our last match. that team we went up against was really hard, remember?”

“yes, I do. so why didn't you go!” you suddenly jerked your head up to scold your boyfriend.

“because...I'd much rather be home with you celebrating. besides, I thought that text I sent you was a hint of what I wanted to do with you tonight.” his voice trailed off quietly.

“oh god, I thought you were just being a damn tease like always! that’s why I took matters into my own hands.”

tooru propped himself up on one elbow, facing you.

“c’mon, you know damn well you enjoy my teasing. plus who says we can't go for a round two?” he wiggled his eyebrows at you and gestured at the rising tent under his sweatpants that was nearly poking your leg.

you smirked, looking back up into your boyfriend’s eyes.

“i guess that can be arranged, but it’s my turn to tease, i've had enough of your teasing for one day.”

before he could protest, you were on top of him straddling his waist, hands holding his arms up over his head.

“fine by me.”

ukai keishin

coming home from a long day at work, you plopped down your bags and ran your fingers through your hair. ukai was working the late shift at his convenience store like he usually did on weekdays, and he probably hadn’t eaten anything besides snacks since lunch this noon. your body was tired and sweaty, but you motivated yourself with the idea of a hot shower to keep you up on your feet for a bit longer. as quick as you could, you whipped up a plate of steamed dumplings and rice for you and your fiancé to eat. once satisfied with your work, you left the meal on top of the stove with a glass cover on top to keep it warm.

hot shower hot shower hot shower you chanted to yourself, reminding yourself of your reward for the long day you had. you went to your bedroom first to quickly strip, tossing the restricting clothes away into a hamper. afterwards, you entered your bathroom - now naked, a chill ran over your body. you turned the knob of the shower to the left, far to the left, making the water spring to life and begin to heat up.

after a few moments of waiting for the steamy-hot water to rush out, you took a step into the tub. immediately, your muscles relaxed under the flow of the hot water, your skin burned a little at the sensation too. you sat under the water for a good 30 minutes; lathering your soft skin with foamy body wash, scrubbing at your scalp and rinsing the stress of a long day off your body. the shower was full of steam and the sweet scents of all the soap you used.

you exited the shower after feeling fully clean and content, wrapping a dry towel around your head to hold your drenched hair. you dried your body off with another towel and slipped a soft robe around your form, before approaching your room.

following after brushing through your damp hair, you slid on an over-sized t-shirt from your closet, probably one of ukai’s without realizing. you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror as you walked toward your dresser, you admired the way the t-shirt showed off the shape of your breasts and hugged your hips. you took a step back to appreciate your form a minute more, becoming seemingly more and more confident in your looks by the second. it had clearly been awhile since you felt confident in yourself, your teenage days were over and adulthood was settling into your appearance.

still, for the first time in awhile, you thought you looked damn good.

a flame ignited in your belly, a flame you had not felt in a long time. you usually tended to ignore said flame, because you simply did not have the time to deal with it.

but today was so draining and you had not done this in so long. surely you deserved a reward, right?

yes, yes you did. a hot shower alone simply was not enough of a prize for the type of day you had.

you crawled onto the bed and sat against your pillow, spreading your legs for yourself in front of the mirror across the room. grateful you had not put on underwear yet, you reached down to touch your bare petals. you weren’t wet yet, but it didn't take you long to get there, not with that mirror in front of you.

you watched yourself from the spot on your bed, grabbing your bare breast underneath your shirt as you started rubbing lazy circles around your clit. you found yourself soon more relaxed than not, giving in to your suppressed desires. you began to imagine you weren’t alone on your bed, that your future husband with there with you; crawling in-between your legs. you moaned at the thought, eyes fluttering close in a daze.

you thought about him grabbing you by your thighs, holding on to them as he made out with your sloppy, wet pussy. you imagined the sounds, his vibrating moans, your wet slick being lapped up and sucked on.

your was sex dripping with your cum now, and you watched yourself in the mirror with hooded lids, vividly imaging your husbands head and back facing the ceiling. you could even see the details of his back muscles contracting and relaxing as he continued aggressively devouring you.

your thoughts were paused when you heard the front door open, your eyes widened, but remained glued to the image of your body.

your fingers hadn’t ceased their movements either.

“honey, i'm home” ukai teased in his “i'm-a-loving-husband-who-brings-home-the-bacon” voice. something you both found funny ever since you got engaged.

you made no sound, too afraid you voice would come out in a squeal.

you heard his footsteps go into the living room, before his voice called out again, “baby?”

you decided to play around and not answer again, leaving him no choice but to find you himself. you continued rubbing your clit as you stared at yourself in the mirror, biting your lip to hold back an excited grin. as ukai’s steps got closer to the door, you found yourself indulging a finger into your core. then, one turned into two. and you found yourself having to hold back your moans, as he was so close to entering your room.

a mere second passed before keishin was strolling into your room, looking for his beloved fiancé. he stopped dead in his tracks when his eyes fell on you, two fingers plunged into your pussy, all whilst staring at your reflection in the mirror.

he exhaled through his teeth before saying, “princess, what’s this?”

you tilted your head to the side, gazing at the man before you with half-lidded eyes.

“what does it look like, daddy?” your fingers maintained their rapid pace.

keishin was enthralled with the scene before him - not wanting to move an inch so he could continue watching you, while also wanting to pounce on you like a caged animal.

he decided to just slowly creep over to you, long strides taunting you from your spot on the bed. he kneeled on the mattress, beginning to crawl closer and closer to you. your gazes were locked on each other, all while your fingers kept their assault on your core.

“you look so pretty baby, touching yourself like that in our big ole’ bed.”

you only bit your lip in response, eyes trailing back to the mirror in front of you. keishin followed your glance, now also looking at the reflection of you two.

he scoffed, “what a little slut you are, getting off to yourself in the mirror.”

a shaky breath left your mouth at his words, before he turned to you again and propped himself up on his elbow.

why isn't he doing anything?? you couldn't help but think.

“go on, don't worry about me. I wanna see you keep playing with yourself, just like that.” it was like he read your thoughts.

you became a little frustrated, you were hoping he was going to join in on your “play time”. even so, you persisted, trying to dig deep for an orgasm. you continued staring at the mirror, watching keishin watch you. it was fucking hot - but you needed more.

“ ’shin...” you whined out, tilting your head to look at him.

“what? is my princess having trouble?”

you nodded your head.

he clicked his tongue, “that’s too bad isn't it? my little girl started this herself, now she’s got to be the one to finish it.” he punctuated his words by leaning in closer and closer, his hot breath on your face felt too nice.

you understood what you had to do, cum for him once and then he’d finally join you for a second time, but you were so damn touch starved. it’s one thing to be alone and touch starved, it’s another to be with the person you want to touch you, just for them not to.

you bit down on your lip as you pounded into yourself harder and faster, fingers reaching deep to hit your sweet spot. you tried and tried, but to no avail. your breathing was rigid now, frustration marked on your forehead, all while keishin sat and watched you like a sly motherfucker.

he hadn’t even taken an inch of clothes off, and he wasn't even palming himself through his sweats.

tears of frustration dribbled down your cheeks, there was no warmth in your stomach, no clench to your core, just the cum that dripped down your folds - and that was only from the mindless finger-fucking you were doing.

“poor baby, are your fingers not enough? can they not satisfy you the way my cock can?” keishin’s voice was low and his breath caused goosebumps to rise on your neck and cheek. you leaned into his warm touch as he wiped the tears off your face.

“p-please.” you begged.

“please what? use your words, princess.”

“please- please help me cum.”

keishin laughed in your face, making your cheeks glow a bright red.

“so fucking pathetic, can't even cum with your own fingers. what happened to that tough girl act you had on before, huh? when I caught you playing with your pussy to your reflection in the mirror.”

he leaned in closer, lips barely grazing your ear.

“-where did that little slut go? you’re so desperate now, it’s not even funny.”

a wave of pleasure took over your body, and you finally understood that he was helping you cum, he just didn’t even have to touch you.

“daddy- please...” you begged for more.

“there’s my slut, there she fucking is. i bet you were just waiting for me to come home earlier; you were waiting for your daddy with your cunt wrapped around your little fingers, legs spread - practically begging to be caught.”

you let out a loud moan, core clenching around your fingers as you felt your orgasm approaching. keishin tugged at the fabric of your shirt, before pulling it up to reveal your breasts.

he scoffed, “even wearing my shirt, huh? bet you couldn't wait to stain it with your cum. you dirty little girl, i’ll make you clean up every last drop of yourself with your tongue”

you were already so close, but keishin’s words and the way he pinched your erect nipple with his thumb and middle finger - really pushed you to the edge.

“cum, cum for me you fucking whore.”

with one final drawn out moan, you came around your fingers and all over the bed. keishin didn’t even let you calm down from your high, he was already in-between your legs getting ready to lick up your slick.

you tried to push his head away - your body was still so sensitive from the orgasm, but you knew that the night wouldn’t end without ukai overstimulating you, as he always does. you both knew each other’s boundaries, and this was definitely acceptable - but it was still part of the act for you to resist.

“keishin, please. i'm too sensitive.”

he ignored your words, pinning your wrists up above your head to get your hands out of his way. you complied, but still writhed in his grasp. ukai brought his head down to meet your pussy, shoving his nose harshly into your sensitive clit, before plunging his tongue deep in your walls.

you screamed at the rough contact, your ass threatened to lift up from the bed - but keishin put a firm arm down on your body to ensure that you were going nowhere.

he continued licking out your insides, moaning into your clit. one hand was holding your stomach down and the other was roaming your left breast, fondling the perked nipple in-between his fingers.

you couldn’t help the bodily convulsions you were having, you had already felt so close and he was just starting. you glanced up to watch your reflection in the mirror, smirking back at yourself after remembering how only 15 minutes ago you were imagining this scenario unfolding.

ukai began licking you with more fervor, his tongue moving up to toy with your clit, whilst two fingers plunged into your hole all at once, making up for any contact lost.

you groaned, arching your back so that your pussy was pressed against his face. ukai moaned into your core, licks becoming a sloppy mess.

“you taste so fucking lovely, feels like i haven’t ravaged you in way too fucking long.” ukai groaned his words into your sex, causing all sorts of vibrations to be let loose.

you were close, so close, your moans were becoming more rapid and you couldn’t hold back your hands from tugging into keishin’s hair. he didn't seem to mind it either.

you were pushed over the edge at the feeling of keishin’s lips sucking at your clit, the sensation being way too much for your over-stimulated pussy to handle. it also didn't help that his lidded gaze locked with yours in the exact moment that his lips wrapped around your little bud. you ground against his face as your cum made its new home all over his chin and all over the bed.

the two of you breathed heavily for a few seconds, staring into eachother’s eyes for what felt like forever.

“you’re so fucking good.” you spoke first, words coming out choked and breathless.

he chucked, “yeah, it helps that you taste fucking delicious.”

you giggled at his words, making it sound like you were a fucking plate of dumplings or something-

“did you see the dinner? I made dinner!” you sat up excitedly, suddenly remembering the meal that you made.

“baby, i think i’ve had my dinner.” ukai smirked up at you.

you weren't taking any sexy jokes, not after you remembered your yummy dinner.

“nope, get up. i did not slave over a stove for nothing.” you bounced off the bed, still naked.

keishin rolled his eyes at you, “we coulda just ordered in ya know?”

“hush.” you playfully hit him on the shoulder, before putting his shirt back over your torso and leading him into the kitchen.

after padding into the kitchen, keishin spoke up.

“you know, I meant what said. about you getting cum on my shirt, and licking it clean.” there was a playful smile on his lips as he crossed his arms and faced you.

“I didn't even get cum on your shirt, asswipe.”

“not yet, but I'm nowhere near through with you tonight, princess.”

kuroo testurou

the red blinking numbers on your alarm clock glowed directly in front of your face, mocking you. 3:32A.M. it told you. you had been tossing and turning for the past 3 hours, how did this happen?

next to you, your husband kuroo was comfortably snoring, his breathing a steady rhythm. normally, the noise itself would lull you to sleep, but tonight your body was wide awake, antsy about something. you had already gone to the kitchen for a glass of milk an hour ago, a trick your mother taught you as a child. irritated, you glanced at the empty glass next to your bed, clearly it didn’t work anymore. it only made you have to pee, twice.

you gently flipped onto your back, careful not to wake your soundly sleeping husband, god knew he had to wake up at 6am for work.

you laid there, flat on your back as you stared up at the ceiling; wide eyed and fully awake. you wondered what other remedies you could do to force sleep on yourself. you could chew some melatonin - but you were sure you’d never bought melatonin in your life, you never had a reason to. you drew in a long breath, letting it out in a sigh. meditation? counting sheep? hot tea? – no, you didn’t want any more trips to the bathroom keeping you up.

then a brilliant thought crossed your pretty little mind; masturbation. you almost snorted out loud at the sheer sincerity of it. shifting around a little bit, you rested your hand over your lower stomach - almost teasing the idea of it. your fingers crept lower, now fingering the hem of your cotton shorts. then proceeded to slip your fingers past both the shorts and your underwear. you quickly peered over at your sleeping husband, a wild nest of black hair spread across his pillow. you smiled in admiration, he’s always slept like a rock, usually an arm anchored around you - preventing you from getting out of bed. that same arm was now stuffed under his pillow, you had learned the ways of escaping kuroo’s giant arms long ago.

you paid mind back to your situation at hand, continuing the creeping of your hand further down your skin. you sighed at the feeling of your fingers grazing over your slit, instinctively spreading your legs slightly for better access. you began rubbing at your now exposed clit; slow circular motions. you bit your lip at the newfound warmth bubbling in your stomach, a feeling you’ve always enjoyed.

your husband stirred slightly in his sleep, head now facing yours. you froze slightly, but let out a sigh of relief when his snoring continued. his jet black hair covered his face, only allowing you to see his lips; which were parted as he snored. you almost thought he looked cute, so tempted to run your fingers through his hair. you decided against it, not wanting to wake the poor man up.

your sex started growing quite wet - quicker than you thought it would. maybe it was the idea that what you were doing...so close to your sleeping husband-

-was so dirty.

you bit down on your bottom lip and quickened the pace of your motions, rubbing your little clit with more pressure from your fingertips.

still, you wished it was your husband’s tongue instead of your fingers. lapping up your slick and prodding at your sweet spot. you moaned softly, quickly biting your lip again to suppress the sound. fortunately, your husband stayed asleep.

you started pumping your middle finger into your cunt, needing more friction to finish you off. the action caused you to moan louder, although you really tried to hold them back. and if it weren't your moans that woke your husband up - it was the arching of your back and bucking of your hips, causing the mattress to dip in your spot.

you didn't notice him though, you didn't notice his eyelids fluttering open behind the shaggy head of hair he had, covering his eyes. he laid like that for a good minute, watching you writhe under your own hand, beginning to grab your bare breast from under your shirt. sleep still clouded his head - making his thoughts a bit foggy, but he was becoming more aware of your upcoming climax by the second. you were so far gone you didn't even realize his snoring coming to a halt, your mind was filled with the most lewd fantasies of kuroo pleasuring you in your bed.

when you felt yourself coming close to a climax, a large hand paused your movements by grabbing your wrist. you let out a small yelp, out of pure surprise and terror. you looked over at your husbands form, he was propping himself up on his elbow and jerking his head back a bit to get a better look of you, a smug smirk growing on his lips. his messy hair only covered his left eye now, and you could see the dark hues of his right eye practically glistening, looking down at you with a dark intensity.

“test-”

“i hope i'm not interrupting you, my sneaky girl.” his voice was sleepy and one whole octave lower than it was during the day.

“no, you're not...um. i had trouble sleeping baby.”

he gave you a knowing look and pulled back the blanket that covered his torso, exposing to you his flexed abs.

“and you couldn't ask me for help?” he began creeping over to your frozen body, still halfway under the covers.

“you were sleeping, dummy.” you squinted at him.

“name calling? well baby, two can play at that game.” he got fully on top of you, then proceeded to sink himself back under the covers, until only his head was poking out.

“let me help my chibi-chan out, yeah?” he drawled out the name slowly, knowing just the kind of reaction you'd have.

“testu, you have work in 3 hours, i-”

kuroo rolled his eyes at you, before fully submerging his head below the blanket. your hand was still in your pants, it had seized its movement, but it still remained there almost frozen. kuroo pulled the inconvenient hand out of his way, tugging down your cotton shorts immediately after. you felt unsure what he’d do next, considering you couldn't see him.

after your shorts were long gone, you didn’t feel anything for a few seconds. you perked your head up from its position on your pillow almost ready to call out your lover’s name. you were quickly stopped when you felt a long stroke from his tongue to your wet slit.

you threw your head back, a long moan escaping your mouth. the ecstasy from the feeling of his tongue unexpectedly replacing your fingers was unimaginable. you writhed beneath his mouth, his arms instinctively going to wrap around your thighs, anchoring you down in your place. his tongue continued its assault with an immense amount of pressure; pushing the muscle deep into your hole, then bringing it out to run circles around your clit. you already felt your body closing in on its orgasm. you had gotten yourself pretty far earlier and your husband was only getting you further. kuroo felt your tightening core around his muscle, and he slowed down his tongue movements - ultimately trying to edge you.

and you certainly felt on edge, that was for sure.

your eyes widened at his suddenly slow pace, looking down at the lump of his body covered by the thick blanket. you knew he was getting warm down there, but this was kuroo for crying out loud; this man would go on for hours if he wanted to.

you felt his grip around your thighs tighten as you bucked your pelvis into his face, demanding a little bit more friction. to your dismay, he gave you the absolute opposite of that; digging his nails lightly into your plush skin to almost warn you not to be impatient. you whined under his tongue, the feeling of slow circular motions was driving you crazy. you were about ready to suffocate his face with your pussy - underneath the already claustrophobic blankets.

kuroo suddenly sped up his pace again, planning on bringing you close to another high. and maybe if he was feeling nice, he’d let you come this time. he added two fingers to pulse into your sopping wet cunt as he licked away at your clit and your folds - lewd noises escaping through the small holes between the blanket and the bed. he continued pumping you ‘til he felt your walls begin to clench again, squeezing his two fingers tightly together. he immediately pulled them out.

you gasped at the loss of contact, this time you were really ready to rip the blanket off this man and yell straight in his face. but to your surprise, kuroo submerged himself from under the blanket to meet you face to face.

“having fun, chibi-chan?” he smirked down at your pouting face.

“i was.” you accentuated your words with a roll of your eyes.

kuroo chucked, then grabbed your cheeks in his hand and squeezed them.

“hey, who said you could give me an attitude, huh? you should be thankful that i’m pleasuring you at this hour.” his voice was deep and laced with lust. you know his actions would soon contradict his words, so you played along.

“want some kind of award? oh, i’m so glad my husband edged me at 3am! when i could’ve came and went to sleep already! thank you truly-“

kuroo’s eyes went dark; knowing this game all too well. his hands went from your cheeks to around your throat in a mere second.

“watch your fucking mouth, brat, or you won’t be coming at all tonight.”

you smirked up at him, knowing you got him where you wanted. kuroo pulled down his boxers from his position between your legs and began pumping his half-erect member. you simply sat back and watched him. after a moment, he lined himself up with your core, slightly adjusting his position to get closer to you.

“someone’s taking their sweet time.” you had to bite back a laugh at your own statement.

“patience is virtue, chibi-chan. or did you forget that i could simply stop here and go back to sleep?” kuroo tested you.

“whatever you say, sir.” you looked deep into his eyes, not an ounce of satire in your voice.

kuroo licked his lips devishly, any hint of tiredness he had felt before was long gone now. he pushed his cock deep into your core, bottoming out all at once. your back arched instantly at the feeling of his cock already pressing against your cervix.

“think you can take me, little one?” kuroo smirked down at your face, which was contoured in pleasure and slight discomfort from taking his cock all at once.

“know i can. start moving grandpa, i’m not getting any younger here.” you teased his slow pace.

he raised an eyebrow at you, “you asked for it.” and began shoving himself in and out of you at the speed of fucking light.

you threw your head back in ecstasy, the feeling of his “larger-than-most” cock would never get old to you - no matter how long you two have been together. he almost always stretched you out to unimaginable points.

“test-testu.” you whined out, tongue beginning to loll out of your mouth.

“that’s mr. kuroo to you, little one.” the muscles of his biceps were starting to tense up as he continued fucking you senseless.

you could barely whine out a response, his cock was already so close to pushing you past your breaking point. he made matters worse by bringing a hand down to play with your clit, only to retract that hand and slap your pussy with it, tauntingly. he knew exactly what kind of response he’d get from that, as you wail out from under him.

“i’m so close...” you almost regretted saying that in fear that he’d just pull out and go to sleep. but you knew better that he already sensed you were close without you having to say anything.

he smirked from his position on top of you, black hair falling in a mess over his face as he tilted his head down to look at you better.

“so am i.” he groaned into your ear as he inched his body closer to yours, your erect nipples practically brushing against his bare chest through your thin shirt.

your core tightened as your climaxed reached itself. you dug your nails into the bare skin on kuroo’s back for support, he barely even hissed in pain at the sensation. your hips bucked as your orgasm took over your whole body, legs shaking from the aftermath of the intense high. your husband fucked you through your orgasm relentlessly, seeking to find his own orgasm. he came shortly after you, deeply groaning into your ear - the noise had goosebumps rising all over your body.

“always so fucking good, chibi-chan.” his eyes were half-lidded, as were yours.

your chest heaved as you began to calm down from your high. kuroo pulled himself out of you and quickly retreated to the bathroom to get some towels to clean you guys up.

but when he got back you were already half asleep, cuddled into his pillow, inhaling his fresh, yet musky scent. he smiled down at you, a towel still in hand.

you mumbled to him, sleep nearly taking over you, “thank you, baby~”

#kenma kozume #kuroo testuro #oikawa tooru #oikawa toru #ukai keishin #kenma smut #kuroo smut #oikawa smut #ukai smut #hq smut #hq smau #haikyuu smut #haikyuu smau #haikyuu x reader #oikawa x fem!reader #kuroo x fem!reader #ukai x reader #kenma x fem!reader #haikyuu!!

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calcifermovesthecastle · 4 years ago

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S/o that asks for affection unconsciously when they wake up without even noticing (nsfw?), how would the Bucci gang + josuke + young joseph+ giorno react? :>

So I don’t age up characters for NSFW, so I’ll just do fluff for Narancia, Josuke, Fugo, Giorno and Trish, but I will add some Adult Characters with NSFW for your troubles. :) I’ll add a cut for the NSFW as well so anyone can read before the cut, but only 18+ after please!

Warnings: Language

Bucciarati (Fluff):

-He’s surprised when you hug him from behind when just standing around, or when you slip your hand in his just sitting, or stand behind him while he’s sitting and scratch his back (BLEASE DO THIS FOR HIM he will on god love you forever)

-So when you two decide to move in, he’s also surprised to find that this carries over into sleeping.

-He’ll wake up with you literally splayed out on top of him, And he blushes so hard. He’ll try to gently push you off of him back onto the bed, because surely you can’t be comfortable like that.

-Will immediately stop when you tighten your grip and stir, instead allowing his hands to rest on your back.

-He’s honestly not used to it but he will indulge you because god you’re so warm, and so soft and so beautiful in his arms.

-You’ll notice when you’re awake that he’ll start to return your touches, leaning into your back scratches, squeezing your hand when you slip yours into his, Place his hands over your arms when you hug him from behind.

-Will never say why, though. It’s his secret.

Abbacchio (Fluff):

-You may not notice, but god, does he.

-He Panic. You’re half awake, and you just reach out and pull yourself closer to him, nuzzling your face into his chest, Your breath evening out.

-Oh god what does he do with his hands are you even comfortable there’s no way you’re comfortable jesus what the hell

-He opts to push you away, but you tighten your hold, babbling something out in your sleep about being warm.

-(He do be warm tho ngl)

-It takes everything, and I mean, E v e r y t h i n g in him to give in and rest his arms around you, but once he does, and you snuggle even closer? God he’s in love. You’re literally the most precious thing to him.

-When you’re awake tho he will absolutely push you off the bed without remorse. (Expect a top of the head kiss from him though he’s soft.)

Mista (Fluff):

-He’s laying awake, tracing his finger along the wall, making damn sure the sex pistols don’t wake you.

-In his distraction, you reach out, grasping his arm and hugging it.

-(Arcana reference but Julian laugh) Oh ho ho!

-He takes note that you’re still asleep, and pulls you on top of him, securing his arms around you so that you don’t slip off.

-Instead of tracing the wall, he will now be trailing his fingers up and down your arms and back, and through your hair.

-His heart is melting you’re so god damn cute. He’ll tighten his grip, just gazing down at you with nothing but adoration in his eyes.

-He will tease the everloving shit out of you when you wake up. Like he will not stfu about it.

-He will also be a million times more physically affectionate with you during the day lol it’s sickening

-He is NOT stinky JFC

Fugo:

-Whaaaaat are you doing?

-Oh, you’re asleep.

-WHAAATTT ARE YOU DOIIINNNGGGGG

-He’ll stiffen up, but oh no you’re sleeping he cant just...push you away... he’s not heartless....

-He is confused to say the least, and a lil bit uncomfy, but he trusts you.

-Watches as your features relax as your face presses into the crook of his neck and your arm tightens around his middle. Oh fuck you’re cute

-you’ve won him over.

-He’ll wrap an arm around your waist, (So you don’t fall dsjdsjdsj) and let you be close to him. He enjoys it too, if he’s being honest. You’re so cute.

-When you wake up, he’s much kinder and softer towards you. He’ll make any excuse to gently bump knees while you’re sitting or to brush his hand against yours while reaching for something.

-Only because you asked for it tho

Narancia:

-Nani in tarnation is goin on?

-He’s completely taken by surprise. You’re asleep? And you want him? To hold you? ???? ?????? *Windows start up sounds*

-He literally doesn’t know what to do He’s so soft and so confused with his negative brain cells (I do hate him but I will admit he does have a big heart he is a sweetie)

-He will, a little too eagerly, hug you back. His tenacity may or may not wake you up. (It does. Sorry.)

-You wake up to a surprise hug though so win win?

-The more you subconsciously ask, the more he gives, until you two are literally glued together. (Social distancing whomst? We don’t know her.)

-Expect sloppy kisses everywhere. On the other hand, funnily enough, you will have to initiate the hugging. He’s so scared. What if he hugs you too tight? What if he wakes you up again? What if he suffocates you? What if you don’t like his hugs

-Hug him jfc he needs reassurance that you want to be held.

-Sleepy morning hugs where you two are just breathing in sync and there’s not a care in the world are his favorite

Giorno-

-He is a light sleeper. I know I’ve said this before, but he is a very, very, very light sleeper.

-So when you reach out and grasp at any piece of him you can reach, trying to close the gap between you (It’s a cold winter morning, come on)

-He’ll startle awake and look over at you to check and see if you’re okay.

-Oh, you are okay. Oh, you just want held? Alright. He’s up for that. Oh. You’re asleep? He’ll have to be especially careful to not wake you.

-He will pull you close and rub circles into your back, pressing his cheek against the top of your head. He might even fall back asleep. If you stir, it’s not for long. His warmth and soothing movements lull you back to sleep in the safety of his arms.

-When you’re awake, he’ll definitely be more affectionate, pressing tiny flowers into your hands, brushing your hair back, k i s s i n g y o u r k n u c k l e s (Im so fucking soft)

-But seriously imagine Giorno getting down on one knee, taking your hand, and brushing his lips against your knuckles while looking up at you with literally nothing but love and affection in his eyes im going to cry

-Anything he does will have you a blushing mess

Trish:

-Who tf is waking her up?

-oh, it’s you

-Oh, you’re hugging her

-OH, You’re still asleep.

-O H, you’re fucking cute!

-She’ll study you for a minute, before reaching up to lightly cup your cheek in her hand, careful not to wake you up. Her fingers will flutter over your face, tracing your features. She absolutely adores how precious you look snuggled up against her.

-When you wake up, expect to have your hand held all day. Trish is the queen of hand holding. She will also take your face in her hands and kiss the corners of your lips, and rest her head on your shoulder when you two are sitting next to each other.

-She’ll have this smug look on her face the whole time too dsjdsjdsjdsjds

-Will absolutely do the disgusting feeding each other thing. “Babe, try this!” *Proceeds to hold forkful of food in front of your mouth. “Oh, that looks good, can I have some?” *Lets you do the same*

-It’s revolting and I love it.

Joseph (Fluff):

-He’s already awake. He’s got to get up early and train (Viva reverie reference: “With these tall hat guys for a looooong time!”) But oops, you just so happened to burrow against him, and your arm seems to have found its way across his stomach. What a predicament, you’re still asleep! He can’t wake you!

-He decides that he just doesn’t have the heart to move you, and wraps his arms around you to pull you even closer. What if you get cold? He’s warm, you’ll be warm next to him!

-He will hold you against him until you wake up, no matter how late it makes him. Punishments be damned. You’re way too cute and this opportunity is way too good to pass up.

-In all honesty though he’s elated that you want him to hold you. This carries over into you being awake. He’ll be hanging off of you. Hell, He’ll carry you around if you give the okay. He will absolutely kneel so he can carry you around on his shoulders.

-He’s very handsy, so rip to your personal space. You asked for it, after all. You wanna sit in that chair over there? Aww, that’s too bad. He’s your chair now.

-Are you complaining tho? He’s got some thicc thighs, you’ll be pretty comfy.

-Psst his hands are gonna be like twice your size compare hand sizes he will love it

Josuke:

-He’s already cuddly bb

-But if on the rarest of rare occasions he either 1.) wakes up before you or 2.) Isnt already holding you, and you press closer to him in your sleep, just maybe ball his shirt up in your fists as you clutch at him, yearning for the affection you’re too scared to ask for when you’re awake

-Oh god he cry

-He cry so hard

-He is the (Parker James’ Steven Voice) CEO of bear hugs. Especially if someone as adorable as you is cuddling up against him.

-He will pull you up against him and bury his face in your hair, maybe even falling back asleep himself. (good luck getting out of his embrace when he’s asleep lol There’s no chance.)

-it is always a nice surprise to wake up cocooned in his arms, his entire body wrapped around you.

-When you’re both awake, He’ll do lots of little things for you. Absentmindedly rub your back and shoulders, sling an arm around your shoulders, link pinkies, hold hands, forehead kisses

-He will lift you up and spin you around and kiss you but shh don’t tell anyone

-He is

-so GOD damn soft I love him

NSFW BELOW THE CUT

18+ ONLY

BUCCIARATI:

-He’s in the midst of registering being awake, getting prepared for the day, when he notices that you’re uh

-he can’t help his erection when he sees you bury your face in his neck and grind your hips against him. You’re still asleep, what could you possibly be dreaming about?

-Oh god if he hears you whimper his name it’s all over for you.

-Shakes your shoulder, peering into your sleep-gripped eyes and smiles nervously.

-”Tesoro, would you mind if I made love to you before I left for work?”

-Your lips on his are answer enough. He’ll thrust into you at a slow, sensual speed, showering you in praises, leaving soft kisses all over your body. Never marking, but always making sure the feeling of his mouth lingers on your skin.

-He will speak only in italian during this time, so unless you know italian, don’t count on understanding anything he says. (You’ll have a pretty good Idea of what he means tho 👀)

-He will absolutely make sure you won’t be getting out of bed for the rest of the day. He definitely has a way of making your body melt under his touch. He’s never rough. He’s so, so gentle with you, and you’d be surprised how quickly he can have you cumming because of it.

-If you ask nicely, he’ll stay in bed with you for a little longer afterwards, pressing kisses into your hair and telling you how much he cherishes you

-”You don’t have to be afraid, dolcezza. My arms are always open for you. You’ll find in them nothing but home.”

ABBACCHIO:

-Did you just grab his tiddies?

-He’s in the middle of telling you off when he sees that you’re asleep, mumbling about how you want him to take you, grinding against him.

-Something feral awakens in him at the sight of you, unknowingly begging for him, and he grabs your wrists, flipping you fast, waking you, and leaning over you, his breath hot against your ear.

-”Dolcezza, Is it okay if I fuck you?”

-The answer is yesssssssss

-Oh bby he is R o u g h. He’ll use his stand to hold your arms above your head and push your legs up so far that your thighs will be pressed against your chest, and he will pound into you with a speed and force that’s almost inhuman

-He will kiss you hard, and long, so that when he pulls away, you’re gasping for air, your lips bruised, your eyes rolled into the back of your head.

-Any qualms he has about being this close to you are out the door. You’ll have deep handprints in your legs from where he was holding them, and the darker the bruise he leaves with his mouth, the happier he is. He doesn’t care where he leaves them, either. Expect some on your chin, your neck, your chest, anywhere he can reach, honestly. But if your lips are bruised, that’s what satisfies him the most.

-You’ll definitely cum more than once, and once he cums, it’s hard, and he’ll pull you flush against him, breathing heavily, burying his face in your shoulder. Tell him it’s okay, because once he’s come down from his high, his fear that he hurt you is overwhelming. He loves you, after all. Reassure him. Hold him close, and don’t let go.

MISTA:

-(Once again Julian laugh) Oh ho ho!

-He’s gonna watch for a minute, but wake you up if the pressure becomes too much for him. He’ll give you a moment to wake up, and then ask you to fuck.

-(Yes yes yes)

-He’s like a mix of Abbacchio and Bucciarati. Rough and kinky, but will literally shower you in praise and affection.

-He likes tugging your hair while taking you from behind (If you have hair. If not, his hands will grip your waist, or reach around to rub your clit/stroke your cock depending.

-He will kiss down your back while leaning over you, making sure to leave little marks that’ll last, but not long

-Definitely makes you cum before he does, but if he can, really enjoys cumming together. To him, it adds to the intimacy of the moment.

-”Oh, Bombolone, do you need me so much that You want me even in your dreams? I’ll wake you each time, I need you more than you know. You are so perfect. You are so wonderful, and adorable, and I love you so much.”

-He will literally not shut the fuck up during sex but it’s okay because it’s all sweet and loving.

JOSEPH:

-Oh jesus christ stroke his ego why dontcha

-if you’ve discussed it beforehand, and you’re into Somnophilia, he’ll fuck you right there. But if not, He’ll take the time to wake you, his ears burning red.

-”Oi, babe, You were holding onto me kinda tight and grinding your hips against my leg. If you want me that bad, say something.”

-He will destroy you. Something about seeing you want him when you’re not even aware of what you’re doing? OOF.

-He also has a bad case of not shutting the fuck up during sex.

-The best remedy to this is to just pull him down into a kiss while he’s snapping his hips against yours. Hold it for as long as possible. It’ll make his heart happy if you’re bold enough to initiate a kiss as well.

-He cums before you but will help you cum as well, whether it be eating you out/blowjob or fingering you/handjob. (If you’re AMAB then he’ll let you return the favor tbh)

-Will shamelessly ask you for a blowjob. If you indulge him, he’s on cloud nine, His hands weaved into your hair, watching your every move as your mouth closes around his cock and your tongue swirls around him. It takes all of his self control not to throat fuck you.

-Once you’ve reached your limit, he’ll help you into the shower and massage wherever’s sore, washing you off with a gentleness that’s a stark contrast to his movements prior.

BONUS GYRO

-When did you end up in his sleeping bag?

-He’s awake before you or Johnny, and he notices you’ve burrowed yourself close to him. You’re also

-Nyo-ho. Oh are you also.

-He’ll shake your shoulder, and once you’re awake, he’ll flash his grill and lean in, whispering in your ear

-”D’you wanna fuck me that bad that you’re doing it in your sleep, doll?”

-Who cares if johnny’s sleeping right over there, with your consent, he’s inside of you faster than anything. He’ll give you a moment to adjust to him, and then start off slow, massaging your hips and thighs, whispering how amazing you are.

-He goes slow, but makes sure he’s down to his full length with every thrust, pressing his lips into the corners of your mouth, then crashing them directly against your lips, not letting you come up for air until your legs are trembling around him.

-He won’t change things up until he hears a “Please”

-That’s his favorite word. If you groan out a “Please, Gyro,” And your voice cracks, oh, are you in for a t r e a t.

-He’ll make you see stars, but shh, don’t get too loud, doll. Johnny’s asleep. If you’re being too loud, he’ll cover your mouth with his hand.

-Please hold onto him. Wrap your arms and legs around him while he fucks you. He loves it so much.

-Once you’ve cum, he tumbles not long after, blurting out something in italian that you can only hope to understand if you don’t speak it. (Hint: It’s praises for you and your body.)

-Once he’s done, he falls back down next to you, pulling you close and pressing his lips to your forehead, deciding that It can be a later start than usual today. Besides, you look so cute curled up against him like that, doll.

#jjba #jojo no kimyou na bouken #jojo's bizarre adventure #jjba headcanons #jjba x reader #Bucciarati x reader #buccellati x reader #abbacchio x reader #mista x reader #fugo x reader #narancia x reader #giorno x reader #trish x reader #joseph x reader #josuke x reader #gyro x reader

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k0kichiimagines · 3 years ago

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hhshhckd saeran brain rot time

you can request other characters for this, including other versions of Saeran!

- mod kokichi

[GE] Saeran Choi N$FW alphabet

CWs: N$FW

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Very soft, he usually gets a cloth to clean up and then holds you for a bit, fingers tracing your skin and whispering soft words to you. Sometimes falling asleep.

He'll run a bath afterwards, pretty bath bombs included.

At some point he may question what you enjoyed, mostly if you tried something new.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

At first he doesnt like anything about himself. He starts to love himself through how you love him, starting with his hands.. or more how his hands look on you.

On you ? Everything, but he loves your neck // collarbone when hes more in his Unknown persona, hips and thighs generally. He loves kissing or holding your hands during your moments as well.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

He likes cumming inside or on the sheets, you'd have to ask him if you wanted it anywhere else tbh.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Probably when you first entered his life, and for the first time he started getting thoughts about someone. Not just feeling aroused, but feeling it towards someone in particular. Both Ray and Saeran felt nervous you would hate him if you found out.

Also unknown has an exhibition kink, i know this is GE saeran but i have to get it out there.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

No experience, I doubt he watches porn tbh but he did *some* research. He's not innocent on his kink knowledge.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Missionary! He loves having you close to him and having your front view exposed to him, seeing your face and etc. Any position he can see your face he likes.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He might make some light jokes here and there, very soft ones and not common. He might even softly tickle you in a teasing way once or twice. For him, sex is very intimate and loving and he wants to make it feel relaxed and stuff.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Okay i feel like this depends on what you hc happened to his hair. If you take the dye route, then no it's still red. I personally see it as being from the elixir, so i think it'd be white with some red here and there.

Yes i think he shaves every now and then, just trims when he's feeling lazy.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He's so intimate and loving in everything you do together, especially so during sex. Even kinker stuff holds intimacy and love for him.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Not really. I feel like he's able to keep himself usually in check, and now he has you he doesn't feel the urge as much. He does a few times though, if you ever caught him he'd freeze for a second, debating how to respond.

He used to, during the Mint Eye and stuff, but even then only very rarely. Perhaps more often once he saw you.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Praise kink!! Orgasm denial.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Honestly anywhere. He prefers private areas, such as your house (again, anywhere. but the bed is comfortable so usually there). He dreams of having wide open fields and gardens, so in a closed off area there is good.

In public? Yeah he's down, not often but the excitement of hiding and keeping both of you silent gets to him at times.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

You. Just whisper at him, or subtlety imply something, maybe trace your fingers close to his crotch. He'll get the idea pretty quick.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He would never degraded you or want to be degraded. Teasing? He's okay with it, but both from his childhood and the Mint Eye degradation would make him uncomfortable. Same with inflicting pain or choking.

I think tying him up would only be a sometimes thing, he wouldn't suggest it unless you wanted to and he'd only want it a few times.

Otherwise probably just stuff like vomit, piss, y'know.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Ohhhh he likes spoiling you, he's a giver.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Yes. (Depends on the mood, and what you want. He's a big romantic so he likes the slow mood, but equally having you beg for him to move is... hot)

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He likes them! Just not too often, he prefers sex-sex.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

YEP, depends on what of course but he's down! Just maybe don't expect non-stop kinky stuff with him.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

When he first gets out the mint eye, not more then one. As he heals and recovers he can go for longer and go for more rounds, just give him time.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Owns none, i dont think i need to explain why.

He's not too fussed on toys, if you have handcuffs or whatever you want to try he'll use them, and may even find one he likes, but he doesnt have a big preference for them.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He's always a tease, even in his after ending he teases you softly. Anything from words, to moving his fingers painfully slow, this man is a tease.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He definitely makes noises, soft whimpers and gasps mixed in with sentences that sometimes trail off (but you know what he means). He'll get a bit loud at times, he might kiss (or bite) you to silent himself.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Your first time having sex together is going to be very slow paced and gentle. In his own words, your his first love, but that also makes you his first everything. Sex including. He has a few nerves of his own, and he would prefer if you two spend time exploring each other the first time.

If you're not a virgin you can give him guidance, but even then you'll be learning together, even more so if you are a virgin.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

I've read that circumcision is pretty popular in South Korea, however due to his childhood i honestly don't know if he would have gotten it done. His mother might have, equally she may not have,, i looked it up and apparently its done very young a lot of the time so probably yeah??? man i dunno i dont have a dick okay im out of my depth here 😭

ANYWAYS i think hes 5 to 6 inches or so, not woah really big but equally not small.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Hmm, I feel like he's not always horny but equally he's quick to get in the mood - if that makes sense? He has a good control over his emotions (sometimes), but equally if you push a button he's gone.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Pretty quick, he prefers if you fall asleep together though so he usually waits until you're sleeping.

#saeran x reader #saeran choi x reader #mystic messenger x reader #GE saeran #saeran choi #saeran choi x mc

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writing-for-me-at-this-point · 4 years ago

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Pact Marks/Blessings/Blood Pact | Undateables

Request: pact marks with the undatables!

Word Count: 2083 words

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A.N. you guys loved the last one so here are the undatables!

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[ D E M O N B R O T H E R S ]

[ P A C T S ]

Diavolo

Diavolo would most likely have the largest and most intricate pact mark, and you would need to place it on a large space, so your thigh would be the best option for him. He had it spaced out a bit, so it could take up the entire thing, so each detail would not only be seen, but traced carefully on long nights together. When you call for him it glows a deep carmine, with a black mist rising from the golden outline, it freaks the brothers out sometimes because they think you're catching fire at times.

Whenever you sit next to him, with exposed thighs or not, he'll have a soft but firm grip on you, almost pull your leg closer to him at times and your almost sliding out the chair- much to Lucifer's dismay and Barbatos's amusement. His mark trails down his spine, it ties in with his own demon markings, and is the only one that glows white on his body. It means a lot in the Devildom for its prince to have such a bond, especially with a human, so it takes not only an intense amount of trust, but the knowledge that you'd stay by his side.

On long days, he'll lay on you in bed, shirtless, and have you just trace the new mark for as long as he can. It's relaxing and just helps him clear his mind, get his thoughts in order, so you'll often see the mark glow as he mumbles to himself. Moments like this are common but build on a deep respect you need to hold for one another, and realize that he can't tell you everything just yet, the truth comes at its own pace and Diavolo only hopes that he could tell you in moments like these.

Moments like these he would expose his heart to you, his soul, where the marks you two had would be held by one another, and he would spill the truths of the Devildom to you- the ones passed down only to those in the royal line or who marry into it, truths not even Barbatos or Lucifer know, just you and him.

Making a pact with Diavolo means you'd accept not only ruling with him, but the intensity of his situation, from dealing with his father to keeping the Devildom itself stable, a pact is only the beginning of a long and extended life with him.

Barbatos

Barbatos would place his pact mark somewhere where only he can see, a treat only he can enjoy, so he would place it on the inside of your thigh, high up and just shy of touching the most intimate parts of you. He shares everything about himself with someone- his time and energy with Diavolo and Lucifer for example- so when he has these moments alone, with you, he allows himself to do what demons are good at.

He indulges. He allows himself to keep something for him. So this pact with you, it allows some control, some sort of intimacy that he longs for. He wants it to be just him and you with this pact. Solomon was a tricky one- you are the everything. When attending RAD, he'll pull you into the empty student council office and hold you, sometimes leading to more intimate moments of a lustful nature. You've expected this, from seeing how touchy demons can be with their pact marks (*cough*MAMMON*cough*), and entering a relationship would only fuel his hunger for you.

He would hold the same sentiment when it comes to his own mark from you, placing it somewhere for him to enjoy and admire, though he didn't mind SOME attention on it. He would place it under his navel, since his usual stance as a butler has him always placing a hand on the area, he can touch his own mark without it seeming suspicious. He may have to give himself to Diavolo for extended amounts of time, unable to see you, so he'll move off for a bit and activate the mark. It glows a snowy white and he'll focus, let you feel the ghost of his touch, either in your hair or wrapping his arms around you.

Making a pact with Barbatos means you will support him when he is done being the support, loving and allowing him to be true to his nature, after all, helping run the Devildom is hard work especially when he needs to share so much of his time.

You allow him some peace of mind, alone, just you and him. You're his heart, the one he thought was lost long ago, alive and beating- only for you.

[ B L E S S I N G S ]

Simeon

Simeon gives a blessing to you when he sees you need some guidance, a time where you really are questioning yourself and the things around you, so this would be after Belphie had killed your old body and you now are in this universe's body. You had confided in him about feeling displaced, like an impostor in your own body, and there were differences from your original timeline that changed some relationships with the brothers. Some had been more threatening than their original counterparts and vice versa, some of your Little D's were not greed and gluttony, but wrath and sloth.

It felt like your mind was going to break from the small and subtle differences. He decided that night, to give you a blessing, the blessing of Psychokinesis. Your soul can now change things in the physical realm if you focus enough, this can be from talking with spirits to mind control and energy healing. He knows you won't misuse the gift he's given you, and he knows you focus on the healing aspect of the blessing, which he helps you with when you're free.

The mark is gold, literally, it's like someone melted gold onto your skin. It's placed on your forehead, in the shape of an eye, and can only be seen if you allow it to be seen. You asked him why and he only responds in inexplicable tones, leaving you with more questions than answers, but you thought it had something to do with angels usually having extra eyes.

His blessing for you appears on his tanned hand, the gold accenting his skin beautifully, his palm always moving in a much more delicate manner- due to treating it with care. He allows himself to care for you, to love you in a deeper way to comfort you, pressing innocent and loving kisses to your forehead, watching the mark flare up from his touch before calming down. When he touches you, for any reason, his marked hand moves first, needing to comfort and trace you in the most thoughtful way one can imagine.

Simeon giving you a blessing goes both ways, because in his eyes and with his knowledge, you are a blessing to the three realms as well.

Luke

Having a blessing from Luke is honestly the most heartwarming thing, even the brothers, Diavolo, and Barbatos are all kinda touched at the nurturing relationship you two have. Like Simeon, Luke would give you a blessing after seeing you in a stressful time, so this would be after he was found by Lucifer and seeing him lose his shit. He saw how you defended him and Beel against Lucifer himself, the fallen Morning Star, the Seraph that no longer has all his wings.

He'd visit you later that night, seeing you have trouble sleeping, and would sit on your bed and hold your hand. He'd know you were scared, he's an angel, he could feel it, but you still defended him and kept him safe. He realized how much he looked up to you and cared for you in that moment. He saw you as a guardian, in a literal and figurative way, which is why he wanted to do something for you in return.

He would give you the blessing of truth, in which you could detect any and all lies when you wished, and that any lies would never harm you. Say Asmodeus is calling you unworthy of beauty? It would never hit your self esteem. You know how Mammon says he could care less about what would happen to you? This demon would be devastated. Diavolo says he isn't stressed and is feeling just so amazing? Please give the man a hug.

He didn't want people to hurt you with something as flimsy as words, you deserved to know the truth and deserved to be happy, so his golden mark is on your eyes. They glow a deep gold that rivals Diavolos, and he always says you look your best when you leave them like that, because then everyone knows you have some celestial beings on your side! You only can chuckle and shake your head at his antics, ruffling his hair before telling him to calm down just a bit, you were sure no one would bother you. His mark appears on his own eyes as well, he says he loves it when you two match! Tried to get Simeon to have his eyes glow more as well, it's the three of you after all, maybe if he convinces Solomon to use a spell on his own eyes then it's a family affair!

Having a blessing from Luke means he looks up to you and only wants the best for you, so of course he'd give you the best blessing he can at his level, be sure to expect more when he grows as an angel.

[ B L O O D P A C T ]

Solomon

You two made a blood pact pretty early into coming into the Devildom, you had been hanging out a lot by that time, and he brought up the idea. You heard about blood pacts, assuming only crazy people made them or weird cultists, but he showed you there could be a magical aspect to it.

Since humans are "weaker beings" when it comes to a physical and power stance, they make up for it in magic, their bodies are weaker but their souls are stronger and brighter. Why do you think the most powerful magic users are human? They're batteries for that shit! He'd make sure you knew everything that came with making a blood pact, from feeling each other's thoughts and emotions to being able to create magic stronger than the both of you, the pros and cons of each- but goddammit he made a good case for each.

You'd be sitting on his bed facing one another, each holding out your left hands, a dagger crafted for occasions like these held in his right. The pact was made for keeping you two together, always going to be in each other's lives from there on out, after all, these pacts tie souls together for only eternity.

You realized that day, Solomon, if he wasn't a wildly powerful sorcerer, would make a great salesman. After making the pact, you'd often tease him about it, to which he would use said pact to tickle you or do some rather... scandalous things. He lives for the moments when you lean back on his chest, and he would take your scarred palm in his, and he would lightly trace over the newly enforced flesh. He'd allow his palm to flatten out on you and let you feel his own scar, but if you were to take his hand in yours and kiss his knuckles before leaving an extra long one on his mark, the boy just m e l t s.

Making a blood pact with Solomon would mean getting a tattoo to seal the deal, you'd get a white owl and he would get a black sheep, you both decide to get them on matching spots where a pact mark won't interfere with- possibly behind your ears or right under your hairlines on the back of your neck. (I highkey fw the theory that the black sheep in the background of the To-Do List is actually MC).

A blood pact with Solomon means staying with him for a long while, either as friends or lovers, it means you'd never leave one another. It's something that's deeper than the "weak" bodies you two hold, it's something that he'd never do with anyone else, no one can hold a candle to your light after all.

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caiuscassiuss · 4 years ago

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tease ⎮ k.th (snippet)

TEASE IS OUT NOW!!! FIND IT HERE

Description: You knew you were hot. You saw how the guys looked at you, how their eyes were drawn to a tight t-shirt or short skirt. And maybe this would fail epically—crash and burn like a failed experiment—but you wanted to get under Kim Taehyung’s skin the only way you knew how.

Genre: Brother’s best friend (jungkook is your twin brother lol) au/ enemies-to-lovers WC: (estimated) ~10k Warnings: graphic smut (Dom! Taehyung + Brat! Reader, dirty talk, daddy kink, degradation kink/ slight slut shaming, masturbation, blow jobs, cunnilingus, edging, light dub-con, spanking), reader is promiscuous and a tease™

The incident at the club was definitely an offensive blow to Taehyung in your non-existent game, as he watched you differently in the times you ran into him. He looked a lot more contemplative and a hell of a lot angrier that you tamped down a victorious smile. You were gonna blue ball him so hard he would rue the day he snitched on you to your parents.

You had already planned on skinny-dipping in the pool when Taehyung was sleeping over one night, but your plans were ruined as your parents announced a family trip to the lake cabin rental.

You had pasted on a smile at the news, looking happy to escape from the city, but inwardly you pouted. This trip would put you out of commission, so to speak. You wouldn’t see Taehyung for the next few weeks and you were sort of worried the thing you had going on would fade as he, inevitably, would fuck some random girl to get over the tension.

However, imagine your joy as your amazing, heaven-sent brother asked if he could drag Taehyung along and all the parties agreed.

The four hour car ride was monotonous, with you parents at the front, your brother and his friend in the middle, and you unfortunately cramped at the back. You glanced at Taehyung, who was fast asleep with his spidery lashes brushing his cheeks. You patted your backpack absentmindedly, where your secret weapon was stored. You were pulling out the big guns this time. No fucking around. He was going to be begging to fuck you.

Your family arrived at the rustic cabin you were renting and you jumped out of the car to stretch your poor, poor back. Your parents, of course, took the master bedroom so that left the two guest bedrooms between the three of you. Jungkook and Taehyung would be sharing a room while you would have your own and honestly, you thought the heavens were smiling down on you, because the rooms were connected with a Jack-and-Jill bathroom.

You just had to wait for the right moment. Everyone was exhausted and took a nap, which resulted in you pacing around your room, deep in thought.

Your parents had decided to go out for dinner at the township a little while away, while Jungkook fibbed a lie about going to the woods for a hike and instead snuck away to the beach for girls. Apparently, from what you could hear from inside your bedroom, Taehyung was still asleep and refused to go hiking with Jungkook. They also thought you were asleep too, your dad taking a moment of pity on you by acknowledging how hard you’ve been working at school and sports.

Inwardly, you fistpumped. They were finally leaving you and Taehyung alone, so you could finally enact your plan.

You hid your vibrator underneath your sheets and waited for Taehyung to wake up. You didn’t have to wait long as you heard the creaking of floorboards in the other room.

Tossing away your shirt, you were left in just your bra and panties. Settling down on your bed, you turned the vibrator on low and rubbed it against your panties. A slight, quiet groan escaped your mouth and you felt arousal start to form on your nether lips. Dragging the vibrator up and down against your covered slit, your ears perked up at the sound of shower starting in the conjoined bathroom.

You repeated the motion a few times, before you pressed the tip of the vibrator hard against your covered pussy. It pressed against your clit and you felt your vision swim, a slight yelp escaping your mouth. For a while, the shuffling around the bathroom stopped and you froze, half excited and half anxious.

You heard metallic scrape of shower rings and relaxed. You circled the vibrator around your slit a bit more, stimulating the motion of penetration lightly and arousal definitely stained your panties.

Moving your panties to the side, you let the tip of the vibe rest against your clit, rotating it to cover it in slick and burrowing it deeper into your pussy. A loud whine left your lips, one he definitely heard, and you panted heavily. The muggy air pressed down on you and the blood rushed around underneath your skin.

Shoving down your bra, leaving your breasts obscenely pushed out against the cups, you dragged your fingernails across the sensitive skin of your breasts. Groaning, you turned your face to burrow your head into your pillow.

Slowly inserting the vibrating dildo into your pussy, a shout left your lips as your pussy contracted against the object suddenly. The lack of action over the past few weeks definitely made you more sensitive.

Chest heaving, you left the vibe in to adjust to it. Taking it and feeling arousal coating your fingertips, you slowly pushed it in and out of your pussy. Your eyes shut in pleasure and strangled yell emanated from your throat, your legs relaxing until you could feel both legs spread for the world to see. The cotton sheets suddenly felt too hot against your skin and you pushed them hurriedly away.

You pressed the vibe in and out of your now sopping wet pussy and your fingers pinched at your breasts, circling around your perked nipples. The shower in the background sounded muffled to your ears as you sunk into a veil of pleasure.

Thrusting the vibe deep into your pussy, you hit your g-spot and you choked, an embarrassingly loud groan filling the air. You undulated the vibrator against your g-spot and clit repeatedly, black spots and bright lights flashing against the back of your eyelids. Your moans were now non-stop and you knew Taehyung could hear you even if he was downstairs.

Memories of his dark eyes, veiny neck and arms, and sweaty shoulders made you tense up. The vibrator hit your g-spot and clit at once and you tweaked your nipples, a scream leaving your lips as felt light exploding in your vision and your pussy clenching the vibrator. Your knees knocked painfully together as you orgasmed, eyes shut and mouth wide open to moan loudly into the air.

The waves of pleasure washed over you and gradually left, leaving you panting into the air. The air conditioner brushed against your sensitive pussy and aftershocks rocked your body, clamping your lips tight to stop groans from escaping. Pulling the vibrator out, you could feel slick start to coat your pussy and thighs.

Closing your eyes, the blanket of placidity settled over you. Wow, you had really needed this, hadn’t you? All your scheming and schoolwork had—

A hard knock startled you out of your thoughts and you registered the shower had stopped. The knock rattled the doorframe and made you wonder how mad Taehyung was on the other side.

“Taehyung? Do you need anything?” you asked, voice slightly high-pitched and cracked.

“Open up, Y/N,” he grumbled.

You threw on a large t-shirt to cover your chest and leaking pussy, nearly stumbling as you walked to the door.

“Y-yeah?” you asked, cracking the door open a bit. Taehyung pushed the door open roughly, and you almost tripped over air.

He stood there, shirtless and wet, glaring at you from underneath his wet bangs. You gulped, nipples instantly perking up again at the aura restrained anger he exuded. Your eyes followed a drop of water that dripped from his hair and landed with a plop on his chest, working its way down his toned pectorals and defined abs and then into his Apollo’s belt—

“—it down?”

You shook yourself out of your thoughts, wide eyes snapping to meet his.

“H-Huh?” you blurted out, uncharacteristically flustered.

“I said,” he huffed, nostrils flared, “Can you keep it the fuck down?”

You didn’t even have to pretend to flush and act nervous. “O-oh, sorry—”

He gave you an unreadable look, fire burning in his eyes, then snorted and slammed the door. For a while there was silence. A slight pout painted your lips and you shifted your weight, now feeling your arousal drip down your thigh. You had thought this would be the time he would crack but he didn’t. A bit worried at the radio silence, you suddenly heard a soft, strangled groan that emerged from the other bedroom.

You smirked. It was only a matter of time before he cracked.

Hi everyone! This is my first foray into BTS fanfiction and break from indefinite hiatus, so I really hope all of you liked this sneakpeek. Honestly it’s not anything deep but I guarantee you it will edge all of you so hard :) Let me know if you’d like to be tagged!

Estimated release date: Jan 6th, 8 PM ET

#taehyung #taehyung smut #taehyung x reader #bts smut #bts x reader #bts #taehyung scenarios #taehyung imagines #bts scenarious #bts imagines #yoongi smut #jungkook smut #enemies to lovers #namjoon smut #jimin smut #jungkook x reader

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strywoven · 2 years ago

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@nexarerum has requested a story : ❝ you seemed troubled in your sleep, even for you. nightmares? ❞ to kaen uwu

𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒅.

There are brief periods of peacefulness where Kaen thinks that – for a time – they may sleep w i t h o u t fear of what lurks beyond the veil of their own subconscious ( a place where memories rouse & wounds reopen willingly ) . But then still , there are times where sleep is a PLAGUED THING , rampant with nightmares that force them in a sweating , trembling and heaving wakefulness , leaving them panting in the dark , peering about as if scrying the shadows for the monsters that had come for them behind closed eyes. Useless is it to fight ; useless still is it to think they are ever s a f e , even in a space that is not their own ( though they’ve tried to hide , though they’ve tried to run , believing that perhaps if their demons cannot find them they may be absolved ) .

And tonight is no different , it seems. For again they are forced awake , thrown out of a dream full of smoke and slaughter and left to stare into the stillness of the room ‘round them , g a s p i n g for air as though the fire still choked them and chased them into waking ( their own flames , they realize , their own destruction ) . Quieting themself , Kaen presses their hands to their face. There’s no use in trying to sleep again , is there ? It would only happen AGAIN & AGAIN . So the task of sleeping is abandoned and Kaen stands ( or rather lays ) sentry , watching the darkness and quiet of the room in lingering f e a r , flinching every time the apartment shifts or a shadow changes. Only when the first glances of morning light break through the closed blinds of the windows do they begin to relax again.

They are grateful when they hear Gabriella stirring , when they hear her come out and join them ( at least now they have some company ) . When she asks about how they are , Kaen can’t help but give a sheepish giggle ; was it so obvious ? It must’ve been , they know they must look e x h a u s t e d . Sitting up they make room on the couch for the witch when she returns with two cups of coffee , passing one off to the faun who thankfully takes it ( a sure potion to make this particular godling feel better in no time ) . ❝ Yeah , ❞ Kaen admits , ❝ It was a rough night. It ‘appens e’ry now ‘n then , an’ Ah cannae exactly prepare fer it since - uh - it jus’ comes n’ goes on its own. ❞ They get the sense Gabriella might know a thing or two about what that was like , judging by her still-groggy but understanding smile. ❝ Was Ah … Makin’ noise ‘r somethin’ ? Ah didnae mean ta’ worry ye. ❞ The faun slumps slightly , letting their antlered head gingerly plop down upon the witch’s shoulder. ❝ Ah’m sure it’ll be better by t’night - hopefully - but it’s still a right pain in th’ ass. Can we take it easy t’day an’ maybe jus’ watch some movies ? Ah dun’ think Ah’ve got th’ energy ta’ go out like we planned. ❞

#❧ ⸺ how can ( queue ) say there is no story here ? ❞#❧ ⸺ ch. kaen | answered ❞#❧ ⸺ ch. kaen | verse i: main ❞#nexarerum

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yoshkeii · 4 years ago

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"𝙰 𝚜𝚑𝚢 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑"

࿐ character(s): Ushijima Wakatoshi, Daichi Sawamura, Kuroo Tetsurou

࿐ genre: sfw, soft/fluff, comfort, tiny angst if you squint

࿐ type: headcanons (hcs)? / imagine

࿐ requested by: @dumpsterfireinc

⌦ shymale!reader (he/him)

⌦ ‘if I can request comfort hcs for Ushijima, Daichi, Kuroo, and Oikawa who have a crush on as shy male!reader who thinks the boys should be with a girl and not him.’

A/N: i had to drop oikawa on this one since i cant seem to get his personality out?? i- uh-. i apologize- also my way of writing hcs is weird? idk why i like writing like that, but eventually they’ll shift- somehow- (i’ll probably make a proper hcs post if you want-)

1-16-2021: sorry in advanced if this took waaay to long. im doubting my writings. kinda shit but im just burnt out.

𝚄𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚓𝚒𝚖𝚊:

❀ Ushijima had a crush on you. of course he would, someone so soft, gentle, and shy. he actually found it cute you having those aspects. even though not a lot of people would enjoy such an introverted person at times.

❀ being shy would fit well together with his own personality generally. like being stoic and quiet himself. at some points he genuinely thought you and him were perfect. just two puzzle pieces that could fit together.

❀ he doesn’t know when he had a crush on you till Tendou or someone would bring it up. cause he always somehow had his eyes on you in the halls, classes, etc.

❀ adding on to his personality, he is very blunt and straightforward with his words. and when you heard those three words from the intimidating captain. made your heart skip a beat, muscles tense, and mind race.

❀ “..y-you.. like me??” the softened tone in your voice echoed within the empty afterschool halls.

❀ “Yes. I just stated that.”

❀ “..I heard you.. you dummy..” you muttered the last words softly. fiddling with your fingers nervously, he always found you fidgeting with something whenever you were nervous or put on the spot. your gaze kept low.

❀ the silence only just settled. making Ushijima await another word from your smaller figure.

❀ but he didn’t expect those words to slip out of your mouth. he never did.

❀ “Why.. Why would you want to be with me.. instead.” your voice still kept your softened tone, but it had a faint hint of sadness. the slight wavering of your voice gave way.

❀ “..isn’t it better to be.. with a girl instead? t-they’re better options. pretty. talented. i-i don’t.. have any of those.”

❀ Ushijima just stared, unsure on what to do. no one told him this would be a scenario or a possibility. thought it was simply just a yes or no to a confession, something quick.

❀ “You also won’t l-look.. weird.. o-odd.. with-” your voice cracked, tears gathered in your eyes. quickly wiping them away with a sniff.

❀ “F-fuck I’m sorry.. for c-crying..” softly cursing as you nervously laughed.

❀ “y/n,” Ushijima lifted your head gently with his hand making sure your eyes looked up at him, “..I don’t care, if people will look at us weirdly. I don’t care if they all knew or not.”

❀ he wiped the tears dripping from your eyes as you stared at him with disbelief.

❀ “I like you. No- I love you. That’s that. I love y/n, and nothing will stop that.”

❀ shortly, tears poured from your eyes from his words. softly murmuring apologizes for crying over this accompanied w/ a smile on your face. Ushijima just wiping your tears away for you, seeing how your face just melts in his hand in comfort. regaining composure after a couple of reassurances from him.

❀ “I-I.. I love you.. t-too.. Wakatoshi..”

𝙳𝚊𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚒:

❀ mans had a big crush on you ever since you both had multiple shared classes. especially same homeroom.

❀ Daichi and you had an decent relationship, it wasn’t as close like he has with Sugawara or Asahi. having the same homeroom, he always found you alone and minding your own business a desk or two behind him in the back.

❀ sometimes exchanging the simple hellos and small talk whenever Suga and/or Asahi dared him to. knowing how his eyes occasionally drifts towards your direction of the room.

❀ for someone so quiet.. he didn’t know it could be a cute feature. an adorable one if he would say so himself. just seems too s o f t .

❀ your gentle voice always made his heart skip a beat, it was so calming. a remedy to his ears. after a few small talks and interactions, you both managed to hang out a little more often. being invited on study dates sessions since you were also pretty smart in the academics (brownie points!)

❀ as of right now, his eyes were simply glued on you. just watching you talk about whatever subject. he really wasn’t paying attention... or at all. admiring your features from across the small table on the floor that was littered with notebooks, textbooks, papers and pens.

❀ he knew you were shy so he often kept things low and safe for you whenever you both hung out once in awhile. sometimes exchanging little sticky notes with each other to limit talking.

❀ once he confessed to you, through the last sticky note of his. not a manly way to really confess but he couldn’t figure anything else out for you. didnt want to scare you away.

❀ you stared up at the captain in slight doubt, going back to the note to reread the words written. ‘would you like to go out with me?’ tiny hearts here and there on the note.

❀ looking back up at him, you noticed the slight blush across his face. you realized he was serious.

❀ “..why would you want to go out with me?” your grip on the note slightly tightened, as thoughts began to flood your mind. “wouldn’t it be better- be better with a girl?? a-and.. not me.” you began to slip on your words, gaze slipping down to avoid his eyes as you noticed him looking up at you now.

❀ “..with.. a girl?” Daichi mustered out.

❀ “or.. anyone but... me. I’m not.. popular. I’m not.. p-pretty, c-cute.. handsome.. s-smart either...” you began to ramble, negative thoughts after another.

❀ “H-hey y/n. y/n..!” Daichi was closer to you now, his hands on your shoulders hoping to get you out of your negative trance.

❀ it successfully worked, making you stop but your gaze still remain low. hearing a sigh from Daichi made you tensed, you liked him too. you loved him. but you don’t know if it was best for him to date you. or be in a relationship in that matter.

❀ Daichi wrapped his arms around you, “Don’t be so harsh to yourself. I denied most of the confessions... j-just.. to ask you out one day you know. I’m confident I want you more than any girl.” he muttered.

❀ noticing you relaxing in his arms made him slightly smile, feeling you hug back. your hands grasping the back of his gakuran, mustering the urge to cry you hid your face on his shoulders. eventually muffling out your soft sobs and various ‘i love you too’

𝙺𝚞𝚛𝚘𝚘:

𝚊/𝚗: 𝚐𝚘𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚒𝚏 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐.

❀ it was obvious Kuroo was crushing on someone. and that someone was you. being one of the assistances, or at this point the team would’ve eventually called you their manager. often there to aid and help whenever needed so you stumbled by the gym many times to either drop something off for one of the members or coaches.

❀ always teasing and flirting with you, which wasn’t such an out-of-character of him. knowing him to be the master of provocation. but often when you weren’t there, he would start talking about you. unconsciously sometimes.

❀ which gave a big sign of his feelings, especially through Kenma. it wasn’t so hard to see, but you were dense and oblivious over it.

❀ he knew you liked him back eventually, seeing how you haven’t turned him down with any of his teases accompanied with the slight blush on your face each time. you were just too shy to say anything about it.

❀ he was aware that you were very shy and introverted. always seeing you staying back or infront of crowds in the hallway and avoided them at all costs. being observant he took note of it.

❀ always managing to catch you away from people or just a little people in the area, he used that time to talk to you more privately.

❀ you both began to get to know each other pretty well each time.

❀ exchanging interests and moments you’ve had in your life. often making you giggle at his silly retorts and remarks, funny moments of his teams and others. he was genuinely seeing a new side of you.

❀ never really seeing you smile brightly and laugh without holding back. it felt surreal and a literal dream.

❀ “Hey, y/n, have you dated anyone yet?” Kuroo looked over at you, eyes staring in curiosity with his common sly smirk.

❀ “I-.. uhh.. n-not yet?” you nervously laughed, messing with the sleeve of your nekoma track jacket.

❀ “Well then.. do you have a crush?” he continued on.

❀ “O-oh.. Ye-yeah! He probably won’t like me b-back though..” you murmured.

❀ “Wait- He!?”

❀ “H-hey,, Kuroo! Keep y-your voice down please..!!” you playfully punched his shoulder in return he faked an ‘ow’ “..b-but.. yes.. i like a guy.. h-he’s popular so i doubt he would like me b-back.” you looked up at him with a weak smile, hoping to not seemed phased by it.

❀ “Ahhh.. why’s that then.” his curious tone turned stern, tilting his head into his palm so it rested comfortably. “hmmm~?”

❀ “Oh.. w-well.. he’s popular with the girls.. a lot of them a-actually. I bet he l-likes them more than me.. girls are b-better for him anyways...”

❀ “What if they weren’t? He could be gay.. or bisexual... or pan and all that jazz y’know y/n?”

❀ “Thats true.. what about you kuroo-san?” you took a sip of water from your bottle aside of your thigh.

❀ “I have a crush too of course. And its actually you.”

❀ you choked on the water, coughing out a reply, “w-wait you.. you like me.. me- back?!” you only looked at him with disbelief, coughing slightly still.

❀ Kuroo only laughed at your off-guard reaction, “K-kuroo!! I-it’s not funnyyy..!” you whined, covering your face with your jacket. “hhhh.. g-god damnit..”

❀ after a few moments it went silently, peeking your eyes out from your hidden position Kuroo pecked your forehead. Suddenly aside of you, entwining his hand with yours.

❀ “Of course I like you back~ I want you to be my boyfriend you softie.”

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