#sub haikyu

[noyasmashing]

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characters: (Sub!) Hinata, Yamaguchi, Nishinoya, Asahi, Kageyama, Akaashi, Bokuto, Oikawa, and Suna!!

a/n: HIIII ermm since i forgot how to write, i might as well give u hq boys as my fave twt porn videos LOL. uhh there will be masturbating videos, pegging videos, spanking, etc. remember to watch these in moderation and consume sfw content on here too!!

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[chaepink]

Hear me out, maliciously praising pathetic yandere Oikawa. Like he’s so pathetic obsessed with reader, and the sound of their praise is making him go crazy, and reader catches on to this and starts praising him just for a reaction, which ends in him cumming, on his knees for reader as they just smirk and teasingly praise his pathetic shaking form <33

dom!reader, sub!Oikawa praise, cumming in pants, teasing

“You’re such a good boy for me, right?” Another shiver racks through Oikawa as he whines, staring up at you from his place on the floor with glassy eyes.

You’re standing in front of him with a grin on your face that makes him swallow in anticipation.

“I never thought you would like my praise this much, Oikawa. You must really like being my good slut, don’t you?”

A soft whimper leaves him as he clenches his fists that lay on his thighs. He’s been sitting on his knees for a while and there’s a slight ache but the cloudy fog in his mind is preventing him from thinking of anything else other than you and your words.

“I bet you just want to touch me right now, don’t you? Make me feel good like a good boy is supposed to do?” Oikawa stares up at you with tears forming at the corner of his eyes.

You glance down from his face and see the bulge in his pants and smirk. Oikawa can’t even think properly anymore, he just wants to cum. He’s so hard, it hurts.

“You’re hard from just my words, baby? Gonna cum from my praise only?” A sob racks through his body and he nods eagerly, staring up at you as he ruts futilely in the air, searching for any kind of friction.

“Go ahead and be a good whore for me then and cum in your pants then, darling.” Oikawa lets out a choked moan and gasps at the sudden release. Quickly, you see a wet stain start to appear on his crotch and you giggle.

“How cute, you came in your pants without my touch.” Oikawa’s breaths are heavy as his body rocks with his recent orgasm.

After a few minutes, he looks up at you with trembling lips before glancing down at his stained pants with a flushed face and looking back up at you, expecting you to do something. You raise an eyebrow before suddenly placing your foot on his crotch and pushing it down, making him cry out in pleasure.

“What, you thought I was done, darling? Oh we’re far from that, don’t you want to be my good boy?” He nods eagerly.

ty for reading to the end! ❤ - chaepink

╰┈➤ masterlist | rules

[ac3ifix]

attention all fem! reader writers!!

Pleaseee put female reader in ur tags or in the cw, i cant stand it when im reading a fic and suddenly i see “good girl” or wtv. I reaalllly need u guys to put female reader. also, reminder, afab reader and fem reader arent the same!! afab could be referring to a trans person!! PLEASE put female reader!!

[aiyshaaa]

HIT IT TILL IT BREAKS ! | POST - TIMESKIP OIKAWA X READER

warnings ! ౨ৎ : MDNI 18+ -smut, dsm, cosplay, worships, oral (fem), doggystyle, oikawa being pussy drunk, anal, pegging, fingering, spanking, DOM reader, SUB oikawa,

a/n : I was rewatching haikyuu and when "hit till it breaks" all I'm thinking is oikawa being the one getting broken… okay but oikawa would def be a sub in my eyes.

Oikawa could feel his ass rippling from your sloppy hard thrusts that ruined his hole for ages, he felt his body about to collapse on the bed and faint right there but you kept him awake rubbing his cock with your soft hands teasing him.

"pl-please! I need to- ngh' cu-" he struggled with his words as he felt his climax get quicker and quicker to the tip as you teased him. " 'cmon princess just 10 seconds on timer" You shushed him as you're pink dildo hit his prostate deeper and deeper.

You loved calling him princess when his salty tears coming falling out his eyes as you pounded him with his head blank.

'ring! ring!', your phone rang and you canceled it, you pulled out Oikawa's wrecked hole filled with lube.

"ahh– so sticky..." You smack his ass with the dildo you wore until you remove your strap to reveal you're wet cunt that's been waiting to be sucked on.

You turned oikawa around as you felt the weight of his body as you do, his eye's looked drained with his tears dried up on his face leaving puffy.

You grab a lock of his hair and slowly bring it to your soaking clit and let him suck on slowly. It took no time for Oikawa to place a kiss on your clit teasing you and making you groan. You shove him deep in you're folds as you pull on his light-medium brown hair.

"mhm.." He started to give kitty licks on the insides of your cilt and folds. You slap his ass—as you hold his hair tight with the other hand, "good boy..." you praise him.

'he mumbled something in your pussy making it vibrant, making you groan at the same time.

You feel your eyes roll back your climax got closer as he lined his tongue and rolls it all over as your pussy soaks with his spit.

He takes you surprised to have the chance to finger your pussy which makes you gasp in pleasure. "O-'oh fuck—,, you whimper as he thrust his thick calloused fingers knee deep.

"oh baby' 'ma,, you release on his face with your juices, and right after you could feel his lips and tongue rub all on your clit folds.

"What a bad lil' kitty you are.." you grin while getting up towering over him as he sat down on the bed.

You pointed to the room chair giving him a hint of his naughtiness earlier. He wimped and waited for you to be in the chair so he could sit on your lap.

As you did he lay in your lap waiting for your soft hands.

'smack!'

"on-one.."

'smack!'

"t-t-two..!" he whimpered

'smack!'

"T- three!" he weeped

'smack!'

"F- FO- four.."

last one.. but it was harder than usual.

This was a time he regretted saying "Hit it till it breaks."

'SMACK!'

"FIVE!"

wc ! : 2.9k!

[honeyscara]

❝ just kiss me ❞ �� Yamaguchi. T

-haikyuu

Synopsis: you've liked him for a while but Yamaguchi seems to think you like Tsukishima. This changes one night when you decide to prove him wrong.

C/w: fem! reader x timeskip! yamaguchi, blowjob, yams being a sub leaning switch, markings, fingering, protected sex, mentions of aftercare,yams being a gentleman, reader being dom(?), tsukishima being tsukishima, 18+ MDNI

~4.2k words

Yamaguchi’s eyes drank in the sight of you at the party, his fingers tightening slightly around the cup in his hands. You looked stunning—your short black dress hugged every inch of your curves, the low V-neckline teasing just enough to make his throat dry. Your hair was loose, framing your face in a way that made his chest ache.

You had always been on the curvier side, something most guys wouldn’t typically go for. But Yamaguchi? He fucking loved it. He always had—since middle school, when his crush on you started and never really faded. But he had been too shy, too scared to ruin your friendship, especially when he convinced himself you had feelings for Tsukishima instead.

And yet, when you turned toward him with that bright smile, your eyes full of warmth, all the thoughts in his head blurred.

“Yams, lighten up and come dance with me and Tsukki,” you urged, tugging at his arm playfully.

He forced a small smile but shook his head. “It’s okay. You have fun.”

Your smile faltered for a second before you let out a small huff. “You better join us in a few minutes.” Then, with one last tug at his sleeve, you turned and walked toward Tsukishima.

Yamaguchi watched as Tsukishima barely hesitated before resting his hands on your waist, pulling you close as the music shifted into a slow, intimate song. His stomach twisted at the sight. It hurt. He hated feeling this way, hated that he was jealous of his best friend, but how could he not be? Tsukishima was taller, cooler, and always knew what to say. Who wouldn’t like him?

Trying to push the feeling down, Yamaguchi swallowed a deep sip of his drink and looked away.

What he didn’t notice, however, was the way your smile had disappeared.

You were upset.

Yamaguchi was so damn convinced you liked Tsukishima, but he was completely wrong. You had never seen Tsukishima that way—he was like a brother, nothing more. The one you had always liked? The one you’d been crushing on since middle school?

It was Yamaguchi Tadashi.

And Tsukishima, being the ever-observant asshole that he was, had known it all along. He had spent years watching you and Yamaguchi dance around your feelings, and frankly, he was fucking sick of it.

So, while swaying slightly with you on the dance floor, he leaned down and muttered, “Why don’t you go talk to him? You’re both miserable right now.”

You sighed. “Tsukki, he’s been so distant. I feel like… I don’t know. Maybe he doesn’t like me that way.”

Tsukishima scoffed. “He doesn’t?” His lips curled into a smirk. “Let’s test that, then.”

You frowned. “What do you mean?”

“Head back with Yams,” he suggested, glancing toward where Yamaguchi sat, gloomily staring at his drink.

“What? And what about you?” you asked, narrowing your eyes.

“I’ll be fine,” he said, waving you off. “I’ll come back later.” Then, after a pause, he added, “But in the meantime… make a fucking move, since he won’t.”

Your face heated instantly. “Tsukki—”

“There are condoms in the second drawer in the living room, by the way,” he added with a smirk.

You gaped at him in horror. “Why the fuck do you even have them there?”

“I might’ve fucked around. And I’m seeing someone,” he said, completely unbothered.

“YOU WHAT?! WHEN? WHO?” You fired off question after question, scandalized.

Tsukishima only chuckled. “Save the interrogation for later. Right now, your priority is Yamaguchi.” He nudged you in Yamaguchi’s direction. “Go.”

You hesitated for only a moment before exhaling sharply and nodding.

“Fine.”

“Good.” Tsukishima’s smirk widened as he watched you take a step forward. “Now go get your man.”

You shot him a glare but didn’t argue. Instead, you took a deep breath, turned on your heel, and made your way toward Yamaguchi determined to finally do something about this damn tension between you two. Yamaguchi barely had time to react when you slid into the seat beside him.

"Come back with me," you said, your tone light but firm.

Yamaguchi blinked. "What? But—"

"Tsukki said he’ll come back later with the other guys from the club," you cut in smoothly. "So it’s just us for now. Come on, I don’t wanna head back alone."

He hesitated, eyes flickering to where Tsukishima was still lounging by the bar, watching the two of you with an all-too-knowing smirk.

“…Are you sure?”

"Yams." You gave him a look. "Yes, I’m sure. Now, are you coming or not?"

With a sigh and a defeated chuckle, Yamaguchi downed the rest of his drink and stood. "Fine, fine. Let’s go."

The drive was quiet.

You stared out of the window as Yamaguchi focused on the road, one hand gripping the wheel while the other rested near the gear shift. The hum of the engine filled the silence between you, but your mind was too full to enjoy the peace.

It wasn’t until a few minutes later that you finally turned to face him.

"Hey, Yams," you started, voice softer now.

"Yeah?"

"Do you… like anyone?"

His fingers tightened on the steering wheel just slightly before he let out a breathy laugh. "Nah. I don’t really have time for that right now. I just wanna focus on my studies."

Your heart sank.

"Oh," was all you managed to say, trying to ignore the sudden weight in your chest.

Still, you forced yourself to push forward, your next question lingering on the tip of your tongue.You took a slow breath, gathering the courage to ask the question weighing on your mind.

"Then… what would you do if I liked someone? And… I started dating them?"

Silence.

Yamaguchi’s grip on the steering wheel tightened, his knuckles turning white. His stomach twisted painfully, and for a moment, he forgot how to breathe. That was the one question the one fucking question he never wanted to hear from you.

He swallowed the lump in his throat, forcing a weak chuckle. "What sort of question is that?" He flashed you a smile, one that didn’t quite reach his eyes. "Of course, I’d be happy for you."

It felt like something inside him shattered.

And from the way your shoulders tensed, he wasn’t the only one dying inside.

"Idiot," you mumbled under your breath, barely loud enough for him to hear.

Then, without another word, you turned away, resting your head against the window as the cool night breeze hit your face. Your expression was unreadable, but there was a sadness in your eyes that made Yamaguchi’s chest ache.

Why were you acting like this?

His eyes flickered to your reflection in the glass, watching the way your fingers clenched slightly against your lap. You looked… upset. But why? Did his answer disappoint you? He wanted to ask wanted to understand but the words died in his throat.The rest of the drive was painfully silent.

By the time the two of you arrived at your shared dorm, Yamaguchi let out a small sigh, running a hand through his hair as he stepped inside.

"Well," he started, voice a little awkward as he turned to you. "You should get some rest. Sleep well and—"

Before he could finish, you suddenly grabbed him and shoved him against the wall, pinning him in place.

Yamaguchi barely had time to react, his breath catching in his throat as your hands pressed firmly against his chest. Your expression was filled with frustration—your eyes burning with something he couldn’t quite place.

His heart pounded in his ears."...W-What—?"

Your hands tightened against Yamaguchi’s chest as you stared at him, frustration burning in your eyes.

"Why?" you demanded, voice sharp. "Why are you so unaffected? Why don’t you care if I date someone?"

Yamaguchi swallowed hard, his brain scrambling for an answer, for anything that wouldn’t betray how wrecked he truly felt. But in his panic, he let something slip.

"Of course, I would be happy for you and Tsukki," he said, forcing a small, strained laugh.

Your entire body stiffened.

"Tsukki?" you repeated, your voice barely above a whisper. But it wasn’t soft—it was dangerous, laced with disbelief and rising anger. "You really fucking think I like him?"

Yamaguchi's breath hitched as you leaned in closer, your fingers gripping the fabric of his shirt.

"You fucking idiot," you hissed, your voice trembling slightly, but not with hesitation. With frustration. With emotion. "I like you. I fucking like you, Tadashi. And only you."

Everything you had bottled up for so long—every glance, every touch, every moment you held back came pouring out.

Yamaguchi’s eyes widened, his lips parting slightly in shock. "R-Really?" he stammered, his voice so small, so unsure, as if he still couldn’t believe it.

You didn’t answer. You didn’t need to.

Instead, you grabbed him by the collar and crashed your lips against his, kissing him with a hunger that had been buried for far too long. You kissed him like you had been dying to—like this was your only chance, like you had been waiting years for this moment.

And Yamaguchi?

The second his mind caught up, he kissed you back just as hard, just as desperate—his hands finally finding their way to your waist, pulling you impossibly closer.He had waited for this, too.

You finally pulled back, breathless, your heart pounding so hard you swore Yamaguchi could hear it. His face was completely red, flushed from his cheeks down to his neck. But then again, yours probably was too.

His lips were slightly parted, still wet from your kiss, and his wide, hazy brown eyes stared at you like you had just turned his entire world upside down.

You swallowed, your fingers still gripping his shirt as you tried to steady yourself.

Then, without thinking, you spoke.

"Tadashi…" Your voice was lower now, almost a whisper. "I want you."

Yamaguchi stiffened under your touch, his breath hitching. His hands, still resting on your waist tensed slightly, his fingers digging in just a little.

"Are you sure?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper, laced with both hesitation and something deeper.

You nodded, breathless. "For fuck’s sake, Tadashi, just kiss me."

His eyes darkened instantly, fingers gripping your waist tighter before his lips crashed against yours. This time, there was no hesitation, no second-guessing—just pure, unfiltered hunger. His lips moved against yours with desperation, his tongue sliding past your parted lips as he deepened the kiss. He tasted the wine lingering on your tongue fucking delicious.

Yamaguchi’s hands slid down your thighs before gripping them firmly, lifting you effortlessly. Your legs wrapped around his waist instinctively, your fingers burying themselves in his soft, greyish-green locks, tugging just enough to draw a low groan from his throat. He carried you to the couch, lips never once leaving yours, only breaking apart long enough to lay you down. His breath was heavy, chest rising and falling as he took in the sight of you beneath him—flushed cheeks, half-lidded eyes, lips swollen from his kisses.

"Fuck," he muttered under his breath, swallowing hard as he unbundled his belt, tossing it away.

"Tadashi let me" you said as your hands reached out to his pants, pulling them down. His breath hitched as your fingers grazed against his clothed erection. "Shit," he moaned, the sound barely above a whisper, but filled with so much want. His hands fisted at his sides, trying to hold himself together, but you had him unraveling too easily.

"You look so fucking cute" you say as you pressed against his rock hard erection, enciting a whimper from him. so fucking cute.

Your fingertips tugged at the waistband of his boxers before pulling them down to free his erection completely. As your hand wrapped around his member, he shuddered under your touch, groaning when you licked his tip that was leaking precum.

"So big" you commented as you gave his tip kitten links. His hands tangled in your hair as he tried to maintain a steady breath. Yamaguchi was already dizzy with it, hands gripping the couch for some sort of stability.

"Please…" he groaned, voice strained, body taut with tension. "I-I can’t…" he begged as you took your time teasing his cock, enjoying his pleas.

"so needy,why didn't you confess sooner yams?" you replied before taking his member in. He hissed, pushing into your warm, wet mouth. Yamaguchi bucked his hips forward as if he were begging you to go faster, to suck him harder, but you wanted to enjoy each little moment together.

You gagged a bit, tears forming in the corner of you eyes as you bobbed your head up and down his length. He drank in the sight of you, biting his lips to muffle a moan. God you looked so fucking gorgeous with your messy hair and tears at the corner of your eyes as you sucked on him.

His head tilted back, a shuddered breath leaving his lips. "Fuck, Y/N…"

He was close. "can i?" he let out and you nodded, knowing what was about to happen next. Your mouth remained open as he pumped gently into your mouth, eyes shut tightly. A shaky sigh left his lips before he pulled out, cum spilling onto your face and lips.

"Oh god," Yamaguchi whispered as he collapsed on top of you, arms wrapping around you protectively. "I love you so much.…" You smiled softly at him but Yamaguchi sat up straight, his arms pined your wrists to the edge of the couch.

"Let me make it up to you now," he murmured, his voice lower, rougher—filled with something dark and unshaken. A shiver ran down your spine. This was new. A different side of Yamaguchi, one you hadn’t seen before, and god, it was intoxicating.

He didn’t give you a second to process it before his lips found your neck, pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses along your skin. His hands roamed your body with purpose, mapping out every curve, every inch of you, as if he had been dying to do this for years.

You let out a shaky moan as he sucked on the soft skin near your neck. You wanted him so badly, heat pooling in your lower abdomen. The way his lips moved against your flesh sent shivers down your spine. His hands gripped the straps of your dress pulling them down till your chest exposing the soft flesh. You shivered when the cold wind hit your bare skin.

"f-feels good-" you breathed out as he squeezed your pert nipples between his thumb and index finger while sucking on your collarbone.

"You're so fucking pretty" he whispered pulling away to discard his shirt while you unzipped your dress completely. You gasped as his tongue trailed over your breasts.

"y-yams.." you moaned out, wrapping your legs around his waist as he sucked on your mounds. A yelp left hour lips as he sucked down a little too harshly. "be gentle"

"I'm sorry darling" Yamaguchi said softly, pulling away just a little to make sure you were okay before peppering kisses lower to your stomach. Your breath hitched as he trailed his fingers against your inner thigh. Your head fell back and you closed your eyes as he continued kissing lower, savoring each and every moment.

Your hips bucked forward as he slipped his fingers in your panties and pulled them down. The cool air brushed across your exposed clit making you squirm. Yamaguchi licked his lips as he stared at you hungrily, his hand tracing circles on your inner thigh.

"God, you're so beautiful" he rasped, sliding his index finger into you, causing you to gasp louder than before.

"fuck atleast warm me" you whimpered, as he pumped his digits in a slow rhythm.

"ah–sorry" he said and gave small pecks on your face. You hummed as you felt his thumb swirling around the sensitive bud.

Your head fell back against the hand rest of the couch, grasping onto the cushions tightly. "faster please" you whined quietly and Yamaguchi nodded before sliding another finger. It was rough, but he still managed to be gentle. You felt the familiar pressure building in your belly and arched your back as he pushed two fingers inside of you. Just as you were about to reach the climax of pleasure, he pulled his fingers out, licking them. "So sweet"

"Yams, what the hell—" you whined, frustration thick in your voice, and that only seemed to amuse him.

He chuckled, low and teasing, his fingers tracing along your skin. "I thought you’d want this more," he murmured, his voice dripping with confidence, his movements deliberate.Your breath hitched as he positioned himself at your entrance, the weight of the moment settling in.

"Wait—Tsukki said the condoms are in the second drawer," you stammered out, your voice shaky, mind fogged with anticipation.

Yamaguchi scoffed, running a hand through his messy green locks. That bastard. Of course, Tsukishima had planned this.

Muttering something under his breath, he reached over to the side table, pulling the small packet from inside. His fingers fumbled with the wrapper before he brought it to his teeth, tearing it open effortlessly.*That was hot.* You swallowed hard, your body burning under his gaze.

He groaned as he slide the latex on his cock, positioning himself at your entrance once again. “Now it’s my turn to make you feel good” he rasped

"oh god– fuck" you cried out as he pushed in slowly. His hands gripped your hips, keeping you steady despite how much you trembled beneath him."It's okay baby, I've got you," Yamaguchi assured you, his voice a soothing murmur as he thrusted slowly.

"ah—" you moaned, barely able to form a coherent thought, your mind clouded with nothing but him—his touch, his heat, the way he fit against you so perfectly.

Your thighs tightened around his hips, desperate to keep yourself grounded, but it was impossible when every roll of his hips sent a fresh wave of pleasure coursing through you.

His eyes never left yours. That unwavering, intense gaze made your breath hitch, your heart race, your body burn. He wasn’t just fucking you—he was devouring you with every movement, every deep thrust, every flicker of raw emotion in those eyes.The way he looked at you with so much love, hunger, and need made your body tremble. It was intoxicating, dizzying, and it only made you want him more.

"i—tadashi fuck, so fucking good" his name rolled off your lips, breathless and wrecked as he drove his cock a little faster, until you were gasping desperately, tears pricking your eyes. He knew you were close. "Cum for me darling" he drawled, his tone so gentle yet so commanding.

You squirmed a bit before coming undone with a long, drawn out moan, your nails digging into his skin and holding him close as your pussy clenched around him, your release coating the latex condom.

"you're so fucking good" Yamaguchi choked out a moan as his own climax finally hit. Dropping his hands to his side, he pulled own slowly from your throbbing cunt. He tossed the condom into the bin before collapsing beside you on the couch, his breathing still heavy, his body warm against yours.

Without a second thought, his arms wrapped around you, pulling you into him as if he couldn’t bear even an inch of distance. His fingers brushed back the strands of hair sticking to your damp skin, his touch gentle, reverent.

"How did I get so lucky?" he murmured, his voice soft, filled with awe. "I can't believe you chose me"

You let out a tired chuckle, pressing your face into his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. "You’re such an idiot, Yams," you muttered, a weak smile tugging at your lips.

He only tightened his hold on you, burying his face in your hair. "Yeah," he sighed, content. "But I’m your idiot now." Yamaguchi let out a satisfied sigh, pressing a lingering kiss to the top of your head before shifting slightly.

“You must be exhausted,” he murmured, his fingers tracing lazy patterns along your arm. “Let me run us a bath so we can clean up and get some sleep.”

His voice was gentle, but there was a quiet insistence in his tone, as if he wanted to take care of you in every way he could. Slowly, he sat up, stretching before glancing down at you with a soft smile.

"Stay here, I’ll get the water ready," he said, pressing one last kiss to your forehead before pulling himself off the couch, disappearing into the bathroom.

︶ ⏝ ︶ ୨୧ ︶ ⏝ ︶ ︶ ⏝ ︶ ୨୧ ︶ ⏝ ︶

The next morning, you woke up before him, the soft glow of sunlight streaming through the curtains. Yamaguchi lay beside you, his face relaxed, lips slightly parted as he breathed steadily in his sleep. He looked so peaceful—his messy green hair falling into his face, his freckles standing out against his warm skin.

You smiled, propping yourself up on one elbow as you watched him, admiring the way his bare chest rose and fell with each breath. He was only wearing a pair of shorts, while you were wrapped up in his oversized t-shirt, the fabric hanging loosely over your frame, barely covering the marks he’d left on you the night before.

As if sensing your gaze, his eyes fluttered open, still hazy with sleep. He blinked up at you before his lips curled into a lazy smile.

"Morning," he murmured, his voice rough from sleep. His eyes roamed over you, taking in the way his shirt draped over your body, the way the collar had slipped off one shoulder, exposing the dark bruises he'd left on your skin. His cheeks flushed slightly, but there was admiration in his gaze.

Before he could say anything else, the door suddenly swung open with a loud bang.

"Get up, lovebirds," Tsukishima's deadpan voice filled the room. "I made some soup."

Yamaguchi groaned, burying his face into the pillow while you scrambled to pull the blanket up over yourself.

Tsukishima crossed his arms, leaning against the doorframe with an all-too-knowing smirk. "So," he drawled, eyes flicking between the two of you, "you two finally got down to it, I'm glad my plan worked"

Yamaguchi choked, immediately sitting up. "Tsukki—"

The blond ignored him, instead zeroing in on the fresh marks blooming across your neck and shoulder. His smirk widened. "Damn, Yamaguchi, you really marked her, huh?"

Your face burned as you instinctively tugged Yamaguchi’s shirt higher, shooting Tsukishima a glare. "Tsukki, get out."

Just as Tsukishima was about to leave, a thought suddenly crossed your mind, making you sit up.

“Wait, Tsukki.”

He stopped in the doorway, turning his head slightly, already looking irritated. “What?”

You smirked. “Remember last night before we left the party? You said you were fucking someone and seeing them.”

Yamaguchi’s eyes widened, suddenly more awake. “wait what!! tsukki you never told me.”

Tsukishima visibly tensed, his hand gripping the doorframe a little tighter. “Didn’t think it was that important.”

“Oh, but it is now,” you teased, leaning forward. “Who is it?”

Yamaguchi grinned, clearly enjoying the rare moment of Tsukishima being the one on the defensive. “Yeah, Tsukki, you better spill. Someone from campus?”

Tsukishima exhaled sharply, adjusting his glasses. “It’s… someone from the college prep classes,” he muttered, clearly annoyed.You and Yamaguchi exchanged a look before bombarding him with more questions.

“Wait, who exactly? Are they in our department?”

“How long has this been going on?”

“Are they the reason you’ve been staying out late?”

“Does she wear glasses? I feel like you’d go for a glasses girl.”

Tsukishima’s eye twitched. Without another word, he turned on his heel and left, muttering something about how he definitely should’ve just stayed quiet. You and Yamaguchi burst out laughing.

“That definitely got under his nerves,” you said, grinning.

Yamaguchi stretched, then leaned over to press a soft kiss to your cheek. “We should freshen up and go have that soup. And, you know…trouble Tsukki more.”

You smirked. “I like the way you think.”

[solannn]

﹙frank ocean ﹚ ───  super rich kids with nothing but loose ends . ”

⁰⁰⁰ㅤㅤ⏖ I WRITE FOR : male or gender-neutral reader or oc (bottom / subtop ), ftm reader, yandere characters, feminization, spanking, BDSM, creampie, breeding, thigh riding, degradation 𝒢𝜚

—𐂯ㅤㅤI REFUSE TO WRITE FOR ( ˊπˋ ) ; female reader, incest/stepcest, race play, scat, rape, pedophilia, self-harm, piss kinks, self-harm or any of the sort.

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sub!shoyo x reader :)

he was so lonely. he couldn't help himself. he had to touch himself. he knew you wouldn't be home for a really long time (two hours), so he knew he had time to do it before your arrival. his poor aching cock formed a tent in his boxers and was begging to be released from its fabric confines.

he started off tame. well, tame in his eyes.

he knew that touching himself without your permission was extremely bad behavior. he was usually such a good boy. you could trust him to be alone while you were at work, right?

after he couldn't take just touching over his underwear, he pulled his painfully hard cock out, spit on his hand, and started stroking.

——

well, weren't you lucky! you got off work a good bit early today. you could surprise your good boy with an early arrival home!

you pull your car into the driveway and hop out quickly. you push your keys into the lock and open the door...

it's way. too. quiet.

shoyo was never this quiet.

unless...

you were practically running up the stairs and to your room. you quietly pressed your ear against the door and listened

"mmph.. fuck... mommy! god it's soooo good~!"

*SLAM*

"what the fuck are you doing?" you said sternly.

he swallowed hard, hand still wrapped around his dick.

"i- uh- uhm nothing at all!" he squeaked out.

"oh? it doesn't look like 'nothing'."

you take a few steps forward, plucking his hand away.

he whines.

he. fucking. whines.

"why are you whining? you know you shouldn't be doing this in the first place. did you ask me to touch yourself? i don't recall getting a call or message from you," you clench your teeth and start to undress from your workday.

"momma please! i'm so sorry and i missed you so much! i couldn't wait any longer and i didn't want to bother you while you were at work! a-and i didn't want you to say no to me! and i just needed to cum so so bad momma! i'm so sorry! please forgive me!" he babbled on and on.

"sorry isn't going to cut it this time, shoyo."

"shoyo"...? Oh you were ACTUALLY mad...

"mommy, please! i really am super sorry! i didn't actually cum, i promise!" he pleads. was he about to cry?

"i do not care how sorry you are or if you came or not. you know what my rules are and you are expected to follow them, no matter what." you stared, emotionless and with absolute anger in your eyes.

“actually, you know what? i have a great idea,” you said condescendingly.

“y-yea? what is it?” he looked like he was going to start shaking.

“lay down, shoyo.”

he complies, already starting to leak precum. you take the tip of your pointer finger and swipe it off the tip, causing him to gasp.

you walk away from him and gather a few things: blindfold, handcuffs, vibrating cock ring, vibrating buttplug, and some towels.

“those look nice… does that mean i’m forgiven?” he asks shyly, squirming a bit at the sight of what’s in your hands.

“something like that, sho.”

you begin to lay out the towels, put on the blindfold, cuff him to the bed, and finally get the toys in and on their respective parts.

“color?” you ask.

“green,” he practically moans out. you haven’t even started.

“perfect. since you wanted to come sooooo bad, feel free. cum as much as i want,” you spit.

“what? what do you mean?”

and with that, you turn, leave, and slam the door behind you. now you wait.

a few minutes later you hear “im cumming” come from the bed. you smile to yourself when you hear him whining louder after he realizes you aren’t coming back yet.

about three orgasms later, you hear him crying. not a bad crying, but he’s crying for YOU. you go back to the room and see what he could possibly need.

“yes?” you ask, irritated for the disturbance.

“i.. i-i i have to pee…”

“go pee then. i didn’t say you couldn’t.”

“but-but i’m stuck. mommy please!”

“you heard me, sho. those towels were for more than cum.” and yet again, you leave, he whines, you close the door.

after a while, the moaning and whining turned more into groaning, signaling that he was likely going to pass out. you semi-rushedly went back to the bed and turned the toys off. you removed the blindfold and unlocked his hands as well. you were mean, but not cruel and so you let him cool off . from what you can remember, he came about 6 times.

“my poor thing. now we know what’s going to happen if you touch yourself without my permission again, right?” you hold him and pet his hair.

he’s non-verbal now, but that is to be expected after something like that. he nods lightly, letting a few tears flow from the overstimulation and his cool down.

“i hate being the bad guy. honey, i really do. i just want my baby to behave while i’m gone. anyways, want me to get you all cleaned up? you made a big mess.” he nods again quietly.

you both take your time in getting him clean and comfortable.

thankfully it was late so you cleaned up the bed, towels, and sheets and re-made the bed with fresh bedding and a new mattress cover.

he carefully laid in bed with his head on your chest.

“i love you, and i’m sorry for being bad.”

“it’s okay sho, goodnight.”

[muwah-mumoo]

for the poll these are the upcoming fics!!

order or details may change :}

1. Not a bad idea… (Sukuna x dom!reader)

- pegging, humiliation, edging, etc.

2. <no name yet> (laios x dom!reader)

- possible eating reader out or 69, rimming fingering

3. <no name yet> (hawks x dom!reader)

-PiV, edging, humiliation, overstimulating

4. <no name> (gojo x dom!reader)

- brat taming, public mall, controlled vibrator

5. <no name yet> (timeskip!osamu x dom!reader)

teasing him while he doing laundry, blowjob.

MUEHHEHE im so excited to write these, or if you’ll like anything else to be done just ask! :3

-memoo ;3

[noyasmashing]

𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐌𝐀 𝐊𝐎𝐙𝐔𝐌𝐄 ˖ ࣪ ∗ ❀

cw: pegging, hair pulling, crying, sub!kenma, gn!reader

a/n: draft from forverrrr ago but i have to post it in honor of the haikyu movie

He hated it. He despised sensation of sweat trickling down his body as his back arched to meet your thrusts. Kenma had always detested physical activity, which is precisely why you relished making him work for it, watching him bounce uselessly on your strap as you mocked the way his cock slapped against his stomach.

Tears pooled in the corners of his eyes, and moans escaped his chapped lips. His voice came out as horse cries as your hands gripped his hips, rather harshly. “Apologize, Kozume,” you commanded sternly, looking up at him. He shook his head, his bottom lip trembling. Yet he continued bouncing on your lap, sloppily and uncoordinated, squirming under your grip.

“Oh? So that’s how it’s going to be, huh?” you mused, searching his face for any emotion. He refused to apologize, knowing any sort of speech would bring on the tears he hated. But you didn’t care about that now. Roughly, you flipped him onto all fours, now getting to see the breath taking sight of his ass. Despite his slurred protests, he arched his back, presenting his pulsating hole for you to use.

“P-put it back in,” he pleaded, wriggling his hips toward you for more friction. “Not until you apologize,” you replied, choosing to tease him by running your slick strap between his cheeks. His body felt hot, the tips of his ears reddened even with his face hidden. “’m sorry,” he whined into the pillow, but you clicked your tongue, unsatisfied with his weak apology.

“Louder,” you urged, knowing the volume he could actually reach. He hesitated, then looked at you, his Adam’s apple bobbing as your stern glare conveyed everything. He stifled a moan as you teased him with a gentle thrust near his hole. “I-I’m sorry for being an ass, please [name], f-forgive me,” he forced out, trembling under your grip.

You hummed, pausing for a moment that felt like an eternity to Kenma before finally ramming your length back into his wet ring of muscles. He moaned in satisfaction, thinking he got what he wanted. But the pleasure soon turned to overstimulation as you continued pounding him roughly. Usually you would keep a slow pace, showering him in praise as he got adjusted to your girth. But this time was different. His hips tried to escape your merciless pace, but you quickly stopped him. A string of nervous gasps escaping his cracked lips.

“Where do you think you’re going? If you can’t apologize properly, I’ll make you wish you could.”

“It’s too much—it’s too much,” he whined, gripping the sheets below him in a desperate attempt to ground himself. Despite his words, you saw the way he looked back at you with his mouth agape, eyes half-lidded, his cock surely weeping on his abdomen.

“Touch yourself, baby,” you encouraged warmly, but he just shook his head. You sighed, trying to be nice, but he was being such a brat. Maybe he’d learn his lesson if you were rougher. Releasing one side of his hips, you reached up with your free hand to pull his hair.

He gasped sharply, then whimpered as you pulled back. His moans were no longer muffled, and he could hear the lewd sounds of skin slapping together more clearly now. It all added to his pleasure, and the coil in his stomach started to unwind. Even in his delirious state, he knew better than to come without asking. “C-can I…” You cut off his plea, already knowing what he was going to ask. “No, only good boys get to come when they ask.” He sobbed at that.

Covered in sweat, he couldn’t bring himself to protest. You tightened your grip on him, continuing to pound relentlessly. He was fully crying now, hands shaking as he resisted the urge to fist his cock. But he was so needy, pre-cum leaking uselessly from his tip. You could tell what he was thinking and smirked. “Go on, touch yourself, and I’ll let you come.” He looked back at you, wary of your leniency.

“You mean it?” he asked shyly. You nodded warmly. “When have I ever lied to you?” With that, his hand found its way to his puffy tip, small nervous strokes causing his whole body to shake with pleasure. Your grip on his hips lifted his lower half practically off the bed. He felt weak, coming without hesitation when a “go on” left your lips.

He moaned loudly, his voice cracking into the pillow as his milky white release sprayed onto himself and the sheets.

To his disappointment and pleasure, you didn’t stop. In fact, it felt like you sped up your thrusts, maintaining their rhythm without faltering.

“We can’t stop now. I have to make sure my baby learns his lesson.”

[chaepink]

Haii! Could you maybe write about bratty Nishinoya with a mommy kink? If not Hinata is great too! I never see fics for these two i’m starved 😓

Dom!reader, mommy kink, spanking, whining

“Or what, mommy?” Nishinoya grins at you, face flushed and chest heaving with excitement as you look at him with narrowed eyes.

“What are you gonna do to me, hm?” You take a deep breath to calm your annoyance at him. He bites his lip in anticipation of your next move but he’s surprised when you only look at him with a bored expression.

“On your chest, baby.” He furrows his eyebrows at you. You’re not yelling at him? Degrading him?

He gets on his chest rather quickly and since he’s practically naked already with only his boxers on, you get a good view of his ass.

Before he could say something, you raise your hand and bring it down hard on his ass, making him let out a cry as he grips the sheets underneath him tightly.

“W-Wait mommy-“ Smack. Smack. Smack.

He’s basically on the brink of tears already as he whimpers for you to both stop and keep going. Perhaps this will keep his mouth shut for now.

[ac3ifix]

womp womp

womp womp because people can’t add one simple tag with the words ‘fem reader’? honestly you’re super immature. also the fact that you turned anon on just to say this is utterly insane to me, if youre gonna insult someone say that shit with ur whole chest, otherwise its just embarrassing.

[kazuukazuha]

MDNI

A little spoiler for the oikawa smut I'm writing <3 it's been in my drafts for so long and I still haven't finished so I thought I'd just show yous a spoiler 🤕

Sub!oikawa x fem!reader (reader hates him while oikawa wants to win her over 😋)

[trueebeauty]

Question!

What webtoons have you read and have written for? I'd like to make a request if that's alright.

of course, here's a list of all the webtoons I've read and currently reading + some anime as well! also if anyone would like to give me recommendations to read or watch webtoons, animes, movies, or tv shows... please feel free!

𝐖𝐄𝐁𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐍 - 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐌, 𝐔𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐘, 𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐈𝐓, 𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐄𝐃, 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄, 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐑, 𝐒𝐔𝐁 𝐙𝐄𝐑𝐎, 𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐎, 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐘, and 𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐍’𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓...

𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐄 - 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐂𝐄, 𝐉𝐔𝐉𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐍, 𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐎, 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄, 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍, 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐗 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑, 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐙𝐄𝐔𝐒, 𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇, 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐑, 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐀, 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑, 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑, 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔, 𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐎’𝐒 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐄𝐓��𝐀𝐋𝐋, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃, 𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌, 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋, and 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒... (i might be missing a couple, but feel free to ask)

[theheightofdishonor]

kageyama feeling the need to be apologetic for oikawa is sooooo vfhsidbfi tobio ily you're a sweetheart

[0-n-1-x]

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