Lights Will Guide You Home (Tokoyami Fumikage X Reader) PART 2

𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝘀𝗼 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁 | 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘀𝘂𝗸𝗮𝘄𝗮 𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗶 (𝗺.)

˒ 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀: 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗌𝗎𝗄𝖺𝗐𝖺 𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗂/𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ˒ 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗋𝖾: 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿 ˖ 𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍 ˒ 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍: 𝟸𝟿𝟷𝟼 ˒ 𝗍𝖺𝗀𝗌: 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉, 𝗉𝗎𝗇𝗄!𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗂   ˒ 𝖼𝗐: 𝗃𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗒, 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌, 𝗌𝗂𝗓𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗄, 𝖼𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗎𝗌, 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗒 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄, 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗄, 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗂𝖾, 𝖼𝗎𝗆 𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗆𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗂𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝗋𝗀𝖺𝗌𝗆𝗌

+ 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾: 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗎𝗅𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍. 𝗂 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗎 𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗈𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗌 𝗂 𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗈𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍!

˖˖ 𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇. 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾, 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗒 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗅𝗒 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈.

⇦ 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙤 𝙣𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙜𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣.

© 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝗶𝘁𝗮 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟬. 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗺𝗼𝗱𝗶𝗳𝘆 𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁.

The bass shook your very core as you swayed to the beat. The drink in your hand was almost empty as you tipped it back for another sip. You glanced to the side to where your boyfriend was chilling, leaning against the wall with a cigarette tucked between his lips. 

Issei Matsukawa had been your boyfriend since your first year of highschool; you’d been together for more than 5 years. He was attractive, a fact you’d known long before anyone else. It wasn’t that he was unattractive in high school, simply awkward and still growing into his own. He had been more lanky standing at 6’2”, fit from playing volleyball but worn down from the stress of school and graduating. 

Currently, he’s grown to 6’3” and filled out much more. Throughout the years, he’d acquired numerous tattoos that now formed full sleeves on both his arms with an incomplete back piece and a couple scattered on his pecs. He’d also gotten a nose and lip piercing to go along with the numerous adorning his ears. He’d developed his own style, typically opting for ripped, well-fitting jeans, dark t-shirts and leather jackets to go with biker boots he seemed to always be wearing no matter how much he complained of how they hurt when he wore them too much. 

You felt lucky to have been by his side through it all, watching him grow into a wonderful man and find himself until he became comfortable in his own skin. 

Unfortunately, the more confident he grew, the more others started to notice him; specifically other women.

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dude who knew sex talk was so fucking funny

Katsuki Bakugou is AWFUL at sex

Pairing: Bakugou x Reader

Warnings: smut, oral, sex ed from horny boys

Word Count: 5k

A/N: this started as a crack idea that just fucking… wouldn’t get out of my head… so here it is in all its glory i guess LMAO

Tags: @lady-bakuhoe, @420bakubaby, @kingexpl0sionmurder

         As much as you loved him, your boyfriend Katsuki Bakugou, was absolutely fucking AWFUL at sex. The first time the two of you had been intimate, you’d figured it had been a one off, there was no way that one of the top heroes was that bad in bed. Maybe he’d had a rough day, maybe he’d been tired.

         It was not a one off.

         It was unfortunate, because you clicked with him on so many other levels, but sexually? The man was a selfish bastard, not thinking about your pleasure at all. So, you’d taken to keeping a vibrator in your side drawer and pleasuring yourself afterwards. Katsuki always gave you a strange look, and would smirk and shrug, walking away to continue with something else that he had to do.

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Can you do a mirio x reader oneshot where mirio is a single dad and he doesnt want to tell his s/o but the s/o find outs in someway and is supportive.

Summary: ^

Quirk: You can make bubbles when you make a circle from your hands. A layer of bubble solution forms and you can blow it into bubbles. You can control its size. If you create many then you have to moisturize your hands cuz they get dry

A/N: sorry sorry sorry for this being late I admit I slacked off for like two days

Warnings/Genre: Fluff, cursing, angst if you squint

WC: 2,396

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You and Mirio had been going out for almost half a year now and though it hadn’t been very long you felt as though he were the one for you. You trusted him enough to give him the keys to your apartment, but he had never stayed the night or made spontaneous visits. You never visited his apartment too; he never gave you a key and when you suggested to go to his place, he would make excuses. They were usually because ‘the place is a mess’ or ‘there are hero plans that are classified’.

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You weren’t a hero; your quirk had never been strong enough and you didn’t like the intense training, so you took up law in college. You eventually met Mirio while running late to school. In true hero fashion, he saved you from a guy you pulled you to an alleyway. What he didn’t expect is for you to punch the guy in the face as soon as he tried to unbutton you and disarm him by twisting his wrist and making him drop the knife. Mirio was amazed as he had to hold you back from kicking the guy’s head in when you pushed him to the ground.

When he asked how you learned to fight you told him that it was clear the guy’s an amateur. You chuckled saying how weak he was, it was probably one of his first times trying to assault someone. You liked his cheery attitude; he was happily talking to you as you fixed your clothes. Most of it was small talk, him complimenting your skills then asking where you were headed. It was at that time you realized you were late. You quickly sped off with the promise to see him again soon.

The next time you saw him was when someone else was in danger. Before you could jump in, he did and you were left tending to the scarred high-school student. You and he talked after the whole fiasco and jokingly called out the situation that brought you two together. You and he agreed to hang out outside of danger on his free time.

So you did, you went to the park with him and walked around. You talked about yourselves and you got to know him better. After that hangout, you went on others. He knew what you did, your hobbies and stuff you liked, and you knew his too. He was one of the most thoughtful people you’ve met, he constantly helped you through hard times like when you were stressed for finals. You never really noticed but he rarely asked for help. He put most of his attention to you and would brush off the fact he never bothered you about himself. You grew to like him, as a friend and maybe more.

Until one day, your view on him changed completely. You were on one of your hangouts and he got a call. He excused himself and stood to the side as you ordered takeout desserts for him. When he came back his face was contorted to show more of a gloomy expression. He was visibly down and when you got the desserts you brought him to a bench asked him to sit.

He came clean about everything, well, all but one thing. He told you he had a girlfriend he never mentioned and their relationship has been rough for years. It started becoming rocky a year before he met you and admitted to seeing you more that he saw his girlfriend as he was happier and more relaxed around you. You apologized profusely but he told you it wasn’t your fault. He then went on about how his girlfriend got mad at him spending too much time with you and being controlling and that he dumped him in the phone call he just had. What he didn’t tell you was that they had a child on accident and she left the child with him. This would add stress to his life and it was another factor for his breakdown.

During his rant you realized something, he deserved better, and you honestly wanted to be that for him. You came to term with your romantic feelings for him but as much as you wanted him to love you back, you didn’t want to just be some rebound.

After he calmed down he confessed that he loved you and you made him feel more wanted then his girlfriend did. He asked that you accept his feelings but you had to do a double-take. You said that you loved him too but thought that if a relationship would form, it should happen later. You told him you didn’t want to be a rebound and he agreed to wait until he was over his girlfriend to date you.

With that settled, thing went back to normal- well, almost. You noticed he always had something on his mind, always checking up on something every once and a while on his phone. You assumed it was just newfound responsibilities that his ex left with him and didn’t mind it. You did notice he was always redirecting the conversation when it came to going to his place. You never asked before to visit before as you didn’t know if you were close enough but now that he’s single and confessed to you thought it wouldn’t be a problem.

You and Mirio had been going out for almost half a year now and though it hadn’t been very long you felt as though he were the one for you. You trusted him enough to give him the keys to your apartment, but he had never stayed the night or made spontaneous visits. You never visited his apartment too; he never gave you a key and when you suggested to go to his place, he would make excuses. They were usually because ‘the place is a mess’ or ‘there are hero plans that are classified’.

Which brought you to today, it was spring and Mirio was out doing hero things. He promised to spend time with you tonight after a quick shower at his place but you had better plans. You bought a snacks and wanted to wait for him at his place for a spontaneous surprise. Even if you couldn’t get in, it was time to get closer to him and finally see where he lives. You planned to wait in front of his door if it was locked and just surprise him there.

What you didn’t expect was there to be a girl storming out of where you believed was his apartment. She was yelling at her phone about something and you couldn’t help but overhear, “…that child is running circles around me! Seriously, he would not take a rest! That troublesome quirk of his is something I refuse to deal with any longer. I quit! … No I won’t fucking wait for the other one to arrive, I bet she won’t even take a fucking step into that mess” She yelled and hung up. You couldn’t hear as Mirio was on the other line, pleading for her not to leave the child unattended until he could call for another babysitter. As soon as the girl hang up, he rushed home from his office, forcing his sidekick to take over watching the area.

The furious girl stormed passed you and stopped as she turned around and shoved keys to your chest, “Are you the other babysitter? Good fucking luck with that child.” She grumbled while getting into the elevator, leaving you shocked. What were you supposed to do? Leave a child to run around and ruin his parents’ apartment? You checked the number and was surprised when you recognized the number. It was Mirio’s. You remember him bringing his building and number up in two different conversations one time and you were pretty sure this was it.

You walked to the respective door, unlocking it and cautiously walking in. As soon as the door closed a child popped up from the floor. You jumped in surprise as they walked to you and eyed you suspiciously. The blue eyes and blonde hair looked strangely familiar. It then dawned upon you that this boy was a carbon copy of your boyfriend. Was this his child? Was he the reason you were never invited here? Is this why he acted how he did? The thoughts swirled though you mind but was cut off by a teasing voice.

“Are you another one of those mommy replacements my dad keeps forcing here? My mom sucked and left and every other one of you did too. I’ve never seen you before though so maybe you’re new. Guess I’ll just run you out now to make this easier” he huffed and swallowed in a breath before disappearing into the floor. You took a moment to process his words and figured out that his ex was the one who left the child. The boy looked around four or five and he had his quirk already, which he was surprisingly good at using.

He popped up from behind a couch and sat with his arms crossed. “What? Aren’t you gonna chase me?” He questioned. You realized you should contain the child before he could be any more trouble.

“I won’t” you said, crossing your own arms, “Don’t you fall down to the people below’s house when you do that?”

“Nah, I learned how to stop quick enough before I get there” he shrugged, “Now come get me before I break stuff you’ll get blamed for”

“You won’t” you said boldly

“Won’t I?” he threatened

“You won’t, because if you do, all the broken stuff and the stress of others will affect your dad. He pays for this stuff and the caretakers and you running them out just costs more money”

“All he ever does is make money, he doesn’t even spend time with me”

Poor kid, you thought and gave him a sympathetic expression. You sat beside him and pulled him to you as you wrapped an arm around him. “Did you ever tell him that?”

“Huh?”

“D’you ever tell him that you wanted to spend time with him?”

“No but he’s my dad, shouldn’t he already know?” he asked

“True, maybe I should talk to him about that” you said and rubbed his arm, he looked up at you

“You will?” he smiled

“Sure” you said and returned it. You moved away and put your index and thumb together to make a circle. “Wanna play a game?” you asked excitedly.

He nodded quickly with stars in his eyes, “For every five bubbles you pop, you get a cookie”

He agreed and got ready. You blew air through the hole you made and many small bubbles came out. He clapped them one by one, even standing up and reaching for the ones that flew up You stopped blowing and just watched him enjoying himself. He giggled and jumped around, popping bubbles left and right. He fell to the couch and laughed.

“How many’d you get?” you ask and he shrugged, “I wasn’t counting” he replied.

“Well then,” you pulled a box of cookies out of the plastic bag “you get all of them”

“Yay!” he said and grabbed the box. Sitting down, he opened it and pulled a cookie out, then took a big bite. You giggled at his cuteness and wiped some crumbs away with your thumb. He really looked like his dad. To think Mirio wouldn’t tell you about this. Then again, it was very hard to talk about this thing so you understood. You smiled to yourself at the thought of raising this little troublemaker with him. The thought of starting a family with him crossed your mind once or twice but seeing what could actually be warmed your heart. Sure he wasn’t your biological son, or your son for that matter but if he saw you like a mother figure, you could act like one for him. You would spend loads of time with this kid if you could.

“You know, you could be my new replacement mommy if you wanted. You’re way better than the other ones” he gasped, “Maybe you could be my real mommy!”

You choked on your spit. You started coughing as he tried to pat your back. He was mature for his age but his thoughts could seem premature as well

“Do you not want to be?” he looked at you with sad eyes.

Your eyes widened in worry, “No! No, no, no, no, of course I want to be!” you reassured him

“Then do it!” the smile came back to his face

“I would but, you should ask your dad first” you said.

Right on cue the door slammed open to reveal your boyfriend. He looked a mess, still in his hero outfit but he looked drained, like he had been running. His eyes met yours and he saw you sitting with his son. He gasped as you ran over to him. He panicked as he grabbed your wrist and pulled you around a corner to his dining area.

“I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you about him but if I had a chance with you I thought it would scare you away and I know it’s kind of a bad thing to do but I thought you would understand if I told you later in the relationship but if you don’t wanna be with me anymore I understand and-“

You cupped his face in your hands and gave him a loving kiss, “It’s okay. I’m not leaving you. I like him and I would happily raise him with you if you want that too” you said softly and smiled. He seemed to have calmed down as he held your hands. You pressed your lips to his once more and he held you close. It was as if you were assuring him that you won’t leave him for anything.

You pulled away and looked into his eyes. He sent you a smile that you swore you’ve seen just a few minutes prior. It came to you that his son had that very same smile and it made you more excited to go back and spend more time with him. Just then you heard his voice.

“Eww what are you two doing!?”

every time I see someone insult Kuroo’s hair I’m just???

messy hair is sexy and you’re all just cowards

What about for bnha (any character) a darling that's actually happy to be getting this overwhelming affection and 'protection' like their touchstarved or something?

I decided to go with Bakugo for this if only because he’s the only one I can think of that wouldn’t take full advantage of a willing Darling. It’s nice to give him something to work with every once in a while, too, when I’m not seeing how often I can get away with making him cry.

Title: Protector.

TW: Unhealthy Relationships, Stockholm Syndrome, and Implied Kidnapping. 

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You’d never been much of a provider.

It was a preference, more than anything else. It wasn’t that you were inactive or unmotivated, you just liked to be… stable, for lack of a better term. Stability came with routine, with predictability, even if Katsuki didn’t seem like the type to shower you in either. There were too many factors, in a normal lifestyle. You couldn’t control how much rent would go up or how nice the people you spoke to would be, nor were you eager to try and do so on your own. You’d never had that kind of drive. Not like Katsuki did.

You weren’t made to survive on your own.

Your boyfriend was just the one to make that fact clear.

He was so much bigger than you. Usually, it was the cute, domestic height difference the media had fawned over back when you were still a new, shocking celebrity couple, but you could never seem to forget that you were the lesser half of a whole when he insisted on being this… close. It wasn’t really his fault. His eyes were still closed, a thin sheet draped lazily somewhere below his waist, but his body seemed to eclipse your own, an arm snaking around your midriff and keeping you pinned against his form as easily as a toddler would cling to a favored stuffed animal. Pale beams of sunlight shined through parted blinds, warming your skin wherever they made contact. You shifted towards the sensation, Katsuki’s bed wide enough to allow the slight change, but you stopped the moment you heard the mass behind you groan, pulling you closer in an effort to minimize the nonexistent space between you.

“One more hour,” He mumbled, his voice weighed down by sleep and exhaustion and all the things you were sure a strong, hard-working Hero was afflicted by. “It’s too early for… whatever you’re doing.”

You were silent, for a beat, not afraid to speak, but still hesitant to. Instead, you rolled over, resting your head in the space between his collarbone and his chin, more intent on making Katsuki think you were comfortable than anything else. It was nice to sleep next to someone, even if you had to remind yourself of that, occasionally. Nicer than that empty, freezing room you used to be stuck in, anyway. “You don’t have to work today,” You said, the statement as much of a declaration as a rebuttal. “We should do something, it feels like you haven’t been home in weeks.”

Another groan, this one labored and throaty, signaling Katsuki’s exaggerated discontent. With a single, muscular arm, you were pulled from your place at his side and deposited unceremoniously on his chest, left to straddle his stomach and glower as he settled onto his back, the man smirking as he scanned over your disheveled form. It was a lazy sort of affection, only made more potent as he cupped your cheek, pulling you into a kiss that was barely a kiss, his lips only just touching yours before you both devolved into tired laughter.

Katsuki was the first to speak, only a touch more awake than he had been a second or two ago. It was the most you could ask for, though. “Exactly. It’s my day off, so I get to say what we’re doing.” He paused, watching intently as you sat up. You almost thought about moving, but something about the hands currently resting on your hips gave you the feeling you wouldn’t get very far. “And I say we’re doing absolutely fucking nothing. I don’t want to hear, see, or deal with anyone outside these four walls, not until Deku calls me to cry about whatever he stubbed his toe on today.”

You pursed your lips, glad he wasn’t capable of giving you his full attention. Any expression so mildly opinionated would never escape his notice, anytime else. “I was really hoping we could go out--”

“You want to go outside?”

You realized your mistake as soon as the words left his lips. “No, that’s not what I--” You cut yourself off, taking a deep breath and straightening your back, attempting to seem professional, composed. As if asking for his permission was a courtesy, rather than an obligation. “I want to spend time with you, ‘suki, and I want to do it out there. I’m not trying to trick you or find a way out or--”

“Or run away?” With one hand, his nails dug into your skin, rooting you in place as he pushed himself up with the other, coming to tower over you with little more than a change of position. He glanced towards his sides, looking for a way to restrain you, but rope and cuffs and chains weren’t necessary. Not when his glare was enough to pin you down. “Because least time I trusted you, that’s what you did. You attacked me, then you ran.” You could hear him choke on the phrase, his voice hitching and emerging as a growl in an effort to compensate. “And now, you’re trying to do it again. I don’t know why I thought you’d gotten better.”

“I’m not.” It was a weak defense, but you didn’t have a better option. There was rarely a good way to defend yourself against someone as insistent as Katsuki. “I’m not like that, anymore. I’m not going to leave--”

At that, he scoffed, rolling his eyes in a way that told you he was past the point of listening. “Remember what happened when you tried to take care of yourself? Remember how long it took you to recover, and how desperate you were when you finally dragged yourself back home? How long did you last? A week, two of ‘em, at most. We’re just lucky you made it out of that alive.”

You hadn’t realized you were still holding onto him, not until you found yourself moving to clutch at your own shirt, kneading at the fabric like that would ease your nerves. “It was a mistake.”

“Got that right,” He agreed, the scowl pressed into his lips never wavering. “There’s nothing you can do out there. No one’s gonna step up and protect you, not like I do. You’re helpless without me. There’s no point in tryin’ to deny it, not after we both saw what’ll happen to you.”

He might’ve had more to say. He might’ve gone on until you were silent and shaking and he was still ranting about criminals and villains and all the things he seemed so convinced would end your life the moment you took a step without his help. You’d been gone for a month, you’d escaped for a month, but that didn’t make your eventual submission any less painful to recall, and it certainly didn’t stop the tears from gathering in the corners of your eyes, or muffle the scratchy, uneven sob that was clawing its way up your throat, demanding your acknowledgment before it surrendered.

Katsuki went quiet as you began to cry, but he was far from finished. Rather, his approach morphed into one of faux-sympathy and inescapable affection, his arms wrapping around your torso and dragging you towards him, smothering you in a strategy so uncharacteristic, you had to melt into it. Resisting wasn’t an option, when Katsuki chose to be patient. “It’s alright,” He muttered, his tone suddenly so soft, so tender. If anything, it only made you cry harder. “That’s why I’m here, yeah? I need to keep you safe, even when you’re too much of a dumbass to appreciate me. I have to keep you grounded.”

This time, you didn’t respond. You couldn’t. You were too busy burying your face in the crook of his neck and clinging to him and letting him cling to you, not daring to wonder why you’d been opposed to it, earlier.

He was right. Katsuki took care of you, protected you, and you couldn’t afford to consider the alternative. You didn’t want to consider the alternative.

It was easier to let him hold you than it was to think about why you shouldn’t want him to.

just found this even if im busy with no time for tumblr this fic needs recognition

part v: true north

genre: college au, neighbor au; fluff, humor, slow burn pairing: 3racha x femme reader in poly relationship part word count: 9.2k part warnings: 18+ content, suggestive, explicit language, mild angst, alcohol consumption request: no a/n: this in no way reflects the actions of stray kids’ bang chan, seo changbin, or han jisung. it is a work of fiction.  !! important !!: if you are under 18 years of age, you may not read this series. the author requests that readers be mindful that there is 18+ content in this piece and read only if age appropriate. thank you. and, remember to always get continued and enthusiastic consent as you practice safe sexual habits.

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I literally wrote 3 things and now I have wrter’s block whaaat

Suppp can I ask for hcs for Kuroo, Tsukishima and Kageyama of how they would act around their crush? Thank you for your time ❤️

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Kuroo :

- You have a granted friendship with him, because he wants to get to know his crush to see if there’s a point of moving forwards. He genuinely doesn’t take his crushes seriously since he doesn’t really have time for it. Sometimes he’d flirt with his previous crushes, but only to find out they weren’t that compatible.

- Clearly, you are very special and managed to catch his attention. Kuroo was willing to put in the effort from the very beginning. You must’ve done or said something that shocked him and it piqued his interest. The thought of you makes him smile. He outs himself and his little crush to his teammates, because you’re constantly the subject of his conversations. He doesn’t regret it.

- Shows pictures of you to his friends or points you out if he sees you somewhere. He’s proudly taking in all the “Wow, so beautiful!” and “You don’t have a chance, Kuroo!” Even though they’re all poking fun of him, he’s still prideful. 

- Often, when he’s talking to you, he finds himself dissociating as he’s captured by your beauty. He’s just staring at your face and smiling. He laughs and cutely apologises when you scold him for not paying attention.

- Always searches for any excuse to touch you. He’s going to lie that there’s something in your hair so he can pluck it away or poke your sides to annoy you. Kuroo is 10x more annoying because he thoroughly enjoys teasing you. He wouldn’t be annoying you if he didn’t like you. There’s always something cheeky he says that makes you roll your eyes and it just makes him laugh.

- He will never admit it but whenever you’re close to him and there’s a big chance for a kiss to finally happen - the captain is engulfed by nervousness. He tries not to turn his head towards you or moves around. He wants to kiss you or hold you really bad, but looking into your eyes intimidates him. Our boi turns a little shy.

Tsukishima :

- It’s a rare occasion that he catches feelings for anyone so he pretends you don’t exist - unless he’s pretty much stuck in a one-sided friendship with you. He denies any possible love related feelings he could have for you, therefore he never mentions it. He doesn’t really care about being in a relationship. But he eventually finds himself imagining being in a relationship with you. He quickly scraps that and shakes his head at himself. “So dumb.”

- Tsukishima is certain that he doesn’t actually care about you. But as soon as he hears your voice or the sound of your walk that he oddly memorised - his eyes snap in your direction. He almost smiles upon seeing you but he remembers who he is again. So instead he makes fun of you. He just hopes he hurts your feelings and you start hating him so you leave. He doesn’t want to deal with his feelings.

- At some point he can’t deny he enjoys your company and even though he doesn’t realise it, he grows soft on you. He starts holding the door open for you even though before he’d close it on you (still asked if you’re okay lmao). He listens to a lot of things you say and mentions it later, not noticing how much attention he pays to you.

- Tsuki replies to your texts and often texts only you for an hour straight. He texts you ‘goodnight’ in the most simplest and nonchalant way, but you’re the only one he says that to.

- The thing that irritates him the most is that when you cheer him on or compliment him, he blushes. Whole face turns red. He’s in utter disbelief and freezes momentarily when his face heats up. He turns to you for a second just to stutter “Sh-shut up!”

- Gives you compliments. “Your hair looks good that way.” He doesn’t think much of them because he’s just being honest. But Yamaguchi actually screeches when he hears that Tsukishima gave you a compliment. He never does that.

Kageyama :

- Okay he’s well in if he can even say more than one word to you. He’s uncomfortable with all those emotions hitting him all at once so he tries the good old denial. But that only makes him feel everything stronger within time. Unless he’s somehow forced into talking to you or if you make the move - nothing will happen. He’s possibly going to talk to Sugawara about it or Tanaka. One is a bad option. He’s overwhelmed with Tanaka’s advice.

- He gives you the weirdest compliments. You need to understand him a bit and thank him because if you’re like “What?” he’s going to never speak to you again lmao. He needs someone open-minded and nonjudgmental. He needs that built up of confidence, to see if he’s doing something right.

- Invites you to his games or practice and promises to walk you home afterwards. He’s not sure how to ask you to hang out with him so he feels that walking you home is an opportunity to spend time with you.

- If you’re really good academically, he asks for help regarding his own studies. You can bet he’ll try really hard to impress you. He doesn’t want you to think he’s a complete dumbass. It’s embarrassing to him. But bonus if he manages to make you laugh?

- Kageyama shares his things with you. He’s willing to give you his pen when he himself has nothing else to write with. He’s lowkey whipped, just because he doesn’t know how to act since he doesn’t have relationship experience. He will literally carry things for you, despite his teammates making fun of him. 

- He gets invasive thoughts in the middle of doing anything at all where he just wants to kiss you or hold your hand. Even the thought of it makes his face heat up. God if you wish him luck at his practice or game he’s going to melt. This cutie stares at you a lot, even when you don’t see him. He tends to admire every feature of your face and he notices small details about you.

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Reader: Gender Neutral Character: Shouta Aizawa/ Eraserhead & Hizashi Yamada Rating: G Summary: “So, hypothetically, if I said I wanna be in the middle of a Shota and Hizashi sandwich, would you like take that ask or? (aka are you comfortable writing poly! relationships?)” - Anon Warnings: Fluff Tip Jar 🍸 | Ask Box: Open A/N: I got you

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“I can’t believe he made you cum.”

You looked up at him while collecting yourself again. You stayed on you knees as you felt the mixed juices drip out of you. You looked up to meet the scrutinizing eyes that shined like gold behind those black framed glasses.

You licked your lips subconsciously, feeling the arousal pool in you at the way he looked at you. You saw the corners of his lips turn up to a smirk and he crouched down to meet your eyes. He then reached down to swipe a finger along you dripping slit. 

You shudder at his touch, the finger scooping up some of the mixed juices dripping from you. It trailed up to press on your clit, making you bite your lip and let out a soft moan. He looked at you as you let out the sound, his smirk growing more smug. 

“Aww she wants more huh? Didn’t get enough from your boyfriend and the others, I see” 

You looked at him with pleading eyes, to that he just chuckled, “Tell me, what do you want?”

“I want you to fuck me” you muttered

“Couldn’t hear you, Princess. I didn’t think you could hold anymore shame considering how many guys you just did and how many you still want to do”

“Fuck me, please” you said, louder this time.

He nodded, undoing his shorts, letting his length spring free. You hurriedly sunk down on him, letting out an exhale at his size. He was pretty slim and tall and his member matched. 

You felt dizzy from your past orgasms and he could tell, his hands gripping your hips in order to thrust up for his hips to meet yours. Your head fell on his shoulder a she continued to fuck your brains out, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix. 

He pounded into you as you did your best to keep your balance, of course not without the loud moans that came from you before you could stop it. You clenched around him at a constant pace, bringing him loser to his edge than he thought.

He brought your face up to look at you, you looked pathetic, lost in pleasure, “Aww is princess almost there, can you even tell at this point? Have I fucked you stupid already”

You nodded ‘uh-huh’s’ coming from you absent-mindedly. Your tongue lolled out as you felt yourself release without warning. Tsukishima felt the squeeze, groaning as he too reached his high, no words being exchange as he slowed down. 

You both were left panting. He pulled you off and patted you on the back. 

“’Kay, who’s next?”