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[sugawalmartwobble]

my girl. [pt.4]

pairing: tsukishima akiteru x female!reader

request: @old-me-is-gone​ i am in pain~!!

warnings: swears, suggestive stuffs, slight angst, tears lmao

a/n: im crying in the club lmao

das my baby <3

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[tywrites]

thank u for feeding my akiteru heart 🥺🥺

[suckersuki-deactivated20210430]

song prank text on 1A boys + tamaki & aizawa!

whew! some of these got steamy again my bad! my horny ass

shoto— your text by sundial

bkg— shes kinda hot by 5sos

izuwu— u da one by rihanna (LMAO MANS RLY SAID KESHA)

kiri— best part by her

kaminari— break up with ur gf by ariana grande

aizawa— guys my age by hey violet

tamaki— silly girl by chloe moriondo

sero— cyber sex by doja cat

shinshoe— kraazy by likybo

[bullshxtvixen]

Hi ur fave haikyuu whore is here- can I get some breeding kink ukai? 👀🥵

You’re my favourite whore in general so of course you can ;)

Coach Ukai - Breeding kink HC

Warnings: Smut, breeding kink, 18+

Once you mention wanting to start a family with him it’s a free pass to fuck you at any given time.

We all know this man is going to be a horny bastard, he’s going to take you anywhere and in anyway that he can, whether it’s in the front seat of his car with you straddling his lap, against a wall in the storage closet or at home in your bed with you squirming underneath him. 

He’s going to take any chance he can to fill you with his cum because the idea of you becoming swollen with his child is enough to drive him insane.

When you come to visit him while he’s coaching the day after confessing to wanting a family he’s going to be twitching to bury himself inside you, so when you offer to help clean up and begin putting the nets away in the storage closet he’s going to order everyone else to leave because there’s not a chance in hell he’s waiting to fill you with his cock.

Before you even have a chance to properly put the nets away he’s going to be slipping into the storage closet after you, locking the door behind him.

He’ll have you pinned up against the wall within seconds, his trousers already around his ankles and his cock pressing against your thigh.

“You’re going to take my fat cock like a good girl and i’m going to fill you with my cum, you got that, princess?”

Luckily you’d worn a skirt that day and a pair of thin lace underwear which he’s going to rip off immediately before commanding you to jump up and wrap your legs around him.

Then he’s filling you without any warning, stretching your pussy with his thick cock. 

“Fuck, princess, you’re always so ready for me. I love you so fucking much.”

Nothing gets him more fired up than hearing how good he makes you feel, whether it’s through words or moans and if he doesn’t hear it then he knows he’s not doing his job right.

“Come on, kitten, i wanna hear you purr for me, let’s see how loud you can be for me.” he’ll say before he starts slamming into you with bruising force.

You’re grabbing onto him in anyway that you can, leaving claw marks down his back as he pounds into you over and over again, each thrust sending you closer to the edge.

He’ll rest his forehead against your chest and watch as his cock disappears inside you, coating him with your juices.

When he’s close to finishing he’s going to change the position so that you’re now on the floor and he’s got your knees pressed to your chest. It’s his favorite position because he can go so so deep, and the deeper the better.  

He’s going to keep you locked in that position as his fills you with his cum, coating the inside of your pussy in thick spurts.

When he pulls out he’s going to hold your legs up with one hand by your ankles as he watches his cum seep out of you before he uses a finger to push it back inside you. He can’t risk any going to waste.

He’ll always make sure to pepper your body with kisses after, paying close attention to your stomach.

The man honestly just loves you so much and can’t wait to finally have a tiny piece of both of you and if he gets to bury his cock inside you then it’s a win win.

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Yo okay this is the first headcanon i've ever wrote so go easy on me okay. I got myself all excited writing this because i am a simp for that man. I’m disappointed that theres not more Ukai smut on here >.

If you have any other requests, feel free to send them in!!!

[tywrites]

catching their s/o masturbating | headcannons

request: “Kuroo, Tsukishima, and Wakajima (seperate) catching their s/o masterbating? thank u!”

a/n: this concept man,,,, it’s hot,,,, ;)) hope you enjoy, anon, thanks for being my first request! i wasn’t sure how smutty/detailed you wanted it so i just kinda went for it haha <3 also! i only did tsukki and kuroo bc my inspo was lil down but i hope you like it regardless!! any feedback is really appreciated

pairings: kuroo tetsurou x reader, tsukishima kei x reader

warnings: nsfw! degradation in tsukki’s part, mutual masturbation, and a lot of swearing obviously, it’s all under the cut <3

KUROO

ok so, we all know how much of a tease kuroo is. like, he makes fun of you for everything so BE ASSURED that he’s gonna make fun of you big time for this

he comes over to your apartment to chill n watch some movies (he has a key bc duh, he’s your s/o) and when he walks in, he hears something a lil,,,

suggestive ;)

so ofc he goes to investigate and he stands outside your room with his ear FULLY pressed up against the door shksjs

through the door, he’s able to hear your little pants and soft moans as you touch yourself

at first he just listens to your moans and curses with the biggest smirk on his face because he’s already thinking of all the teasing he’s gonna be doing to you after this

and thinking about some other stuff he’ll be doing to you if you get my drift ;))

eventually, he’s trying to decide whether to go in and interrupt because y'know, he’s having a lot of fun out here buuuut he could also be having some fun in there with you

but his decision is clear when he hears you moan out his name

“kuroo… fuck,”

as soon as he hears that, he’s immediately flinging open the door with a huge grin on his face (and a huge problem in his pants IM SORRY)

“need some help babe?” he’d say, all smug

“…kuroo you literally have the biggest boner stfu”

you’re blushing so hard, you’re literally so embarrassed he heard you oh my lord

“aw, is my pretty baby embarrassed? we all get needy sometimes, nothing to be ashamed of,” he’d tease before f i n a l l y entering the room fully and closing the door behind him

he’d stalk up to you and cage you in between his arms while you lay on the bed. he’d be whispering how dirty you were for touching yourself without him while his hands wandered over your body

“kuroo, please just touch me,”

“hm? i didn’t hear that, wanna say that a bit louder?”

“fuck you-”

you feel so fucking vulnerable right now and he’s just TEASING YOU. he knows how needy you are right now and honestly your begging is making him even more hard than he already is (if that’s even possible)

eventually he just wouldn’t be able to continue much longer and would give into your pleas once you tell him how badly you want him

he’d find it really hot to recreate the situation you’d been thinking of when you were masturbating

and believe me, he’d make up for his teasing through how many times he’d make you come that night-

TSUKISHIMA

again, this salty prick will NEVER let you live this down man

he’d have been taking a shower. a long shower. and honestly you just couldn’t help but give yourself a little release. like, he’d KNOWN how horny you were while you two were chilling on his bed watching movies, but just before y'all were about to do the deed, he conveniently decided to go take a shower.

and at this point he must have been taking the piss, he’d been in there for an HOUR. and you had needs!! so you decided to take matters into your own hands

literally.

once he’d stepped out of the shower and turned it off, he could hear what you were doing IMMEDIATELY. like, you were NOT holding back whatsoever

you wanted him to know what he was missing out on

so, he’d walk down to his room but he wouldn’t walk in. he’d stay outside the door, listening to you pant and moan out his name

“kei oh my god-”

cue instant boner

he’d just kinda sigh to himself at your pettiness (EVEN THOUGH HE STARTED IT) and eventually his hand would subconsciously rubbing himself through his sweatpants

your moans would just egg him on and he’d just be touching himself outside his bedroom, not holding back his moans either. honestly he found the whole situation really hot, knowing you were getting off to the thought of him. you’d hear him and smirk to yourself and be even louder, wanting to fucking break him and make him come in to h elp you

“kei… fuck, i’m gonna come-”

as soon as he hears this, the door opens sharply, revealing him standing there with his hard dick out and a dangerous look in his eye. he’d walk over to you, standing in front of the bed.

“go on, darling, come for me.”

well,,, you didn’t expect that

but honestly, it’s kinda hot watching him jerk himself off while watching you fuck yourself to the thought of him. so you comply

you start to get closer and closer and he’s saying so many dirty things

“that’s right, fuck yourself you little slut,”

“what are you imagining right now? is it my fingers? or is it my cock inside your wet pussy?”

“you just couldn’t wait, could you? you need my cock that badly, huh?”

he’d get you so close to orgasm with his words until!! he just!! tells you stop????

you look up at him with the most frustrated look like who tf does he think he is? he’s just smirking at you, still wanking his cock and staring straight into your eyes.

“do you think you deserve to come? after being such a naughty girl and touching yourself without me? i don’t think sluts get to come, do you?”

this bitch. you just whimper helplessly and he lAUGHS at you and walks over so he’s standing over you with his dick in your face.

he tells you to finish him off and honestly you’re so horny right now that you don’t even argue. after he comes down your throat, he FINALLY helps you out with those long ass fingers

expect a LOT of overstimulation.

[iwaxme-deactivated20201011]

Prompts 2&3 NSWF for Iwa for the 200 follower special

2. “You’re so cute when you pout like that.”

3. “Teach me?”

a/n: this ended up being A LOT longer than expected....👀👀

Iwaizumi plopped down on the floor across from you in the circle. He felt like you all were a bit too old to be playing spin the bottle, but Oikawa practically begged everyone to play. So here he was. Cramped between Kunimi and Mattsun and watching the event unfold.

“Alright, alright, I think everyone knows the rules? Oikawa asked, placing a green glass bottle in the middle of the circle. Iwaizumi rolled his eyes at how cliche his best friend was.

You shook your head. “I’ve never played this game before,” you revealed. Much like Iwaizumi, you were also squished between two of his teammates.

Oikawa gasped. “Out of all the people—you, I never expected you to be uncultured!”

“Just explain the damn rules, shittykawa. My legs are getting cramped,” he said rather harshly.

Oikawa whines about him being rude, which he honestly couldn’t have cared less, and explained the rules of the game. As Oikawa explained the...nastier rules, you visibly shrunk into the oversized sweater you wore and became bright red. Iwaizumi smiled to himself. He loved how innocent you were and secretly hoped that he would be the one to ruin that innocence.

“Iwa-chan, you got first!” Oikawa declared.

For probably the hundredth time, he rolled his eyes. Honestly why was he even friends with this child? As he pondered his friendship, he spun the bottle. He watched as it slowly stopped on you, his heart racing faster by the second. He internally smirked. Maybe he was going to be able to ruin your innocence.

When everyone noticed it landed on Y/N, the whole team erupted into ooos, Oikawa the loudest. He turned towards you, raising his eyebrows. “Careful, he likes it rough, Y/N,” Oikawa warned lowly, that stupid smirk on his face sounding in his voice. Iwaizumi heard Kindaichi choke on something as he reached for your hand.

You looked up at him, glancing from his hand to his face, your face turning a deeper shade of red. God, he loved how embarrassed you looked... You took his hand and let him lead you to the designated closet. Once you both were inside, Iwaizumi suddenly became nervous. He wanted to do so many things to you, but what if you didn’t want to do anything? How would he even ask if you were okay with him fucking the sense out of you?

You cleared your throat, iwaizumi snapping out of his thoughts. “So...um....” Iwaizumi could tell that you were very nervous. After all, your face had not changed from it’s red hue and you were looking down. He watched you fidget with your sleeve.

“We don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to,” Iwaizumi said. And he meant it. The last thing he would want to do is force Y/N into doing something they didn’t want to do. But god, how he wanted to slide his cock in you. He felt his pants grow a little tight. Fuck, fuck, fuck, this is not the time.

You looked up at him, your beautiful eyes staring into his. “Are you sure?” you asked.

Iwaizumi hummed Im responded, nodding. He backed up against the wall away from you, trying to get some space. He didn’t want you to accidentally brush against his boner and feel even more uncomfortable. However, you noticed. You gave him a quizzical look.

“Are you alright?” you asked.

He nodded again, averting your gaze. You stepped closer and observed him. “I’m fine, really,” Iwaizumi said, his voice lower than intended.

You crossed your arms, shifting your weight to your right leg. “Teach me?” you asked, looking him right in his eyes.

The question caught him off guard and he didn’t know how to respond. “Teach you what?” he asked.

“W-Well, y’know I don’t really know how to play this....” you trailed off. Were you asking him to teach you...sexual things..?

He just stood there, staring at you in the dark closet. Enough time passed to where he could tell you had gotten uncomfortable. You slightly turned around, cheeks pink. “Uh, forget it. It was a stupid question,” you mumbled, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

Iwaizumi took a step towards you, closing the gap between you too. He put an arm around your waist and pulled you flush against his body. His member had now fully hardened and was now throbbing. He groaned when your thigh made contact through his jeans. You let out a small gasp, about to say something when Iwaizumi crushed his lips against yours. He swiped his tongue against your bottom lip, holding you tighter.

You returned the kiss, running your hands up to his hair and slightly tugging on a handful. Iwaizumi groaned against your lips and shoved you against the wall. He rolled his hips against yours, giving a low hum of satisfaction at the friction. He grabbed the back of your thighs, picking you up. You wrapped your legs around his waist and arched your back as he kissed down your jaw to your neck. He sucked on a particularly sensitive spot, which earned a soft moan from you. Hearing you moan made his absolutely feral. He needed to be inside you now.

“Fucking he’ll, Y/N,” he groaned against your neck. “You’ve got me so fucking hard.” He reached down to unbotton his jeans, his hand softly brushing under your crotch. You whimpered, wanted to feel more of him.

Suddenly, the door burst open, Oikawa appearing in the door way. “TIMES U—JESUS FUCKING CHRIST IWA?!?!”

Iwaizumi slowly turned his gaze towards Oikawa, giving him the dirtiest look he could muster. Oikawa seemingly got the message, slamming the door shut and yelling to the team, “DON’T GO IN THERE!! IWA-CHAN AND Y/N-CHAN ARE GETTING NASTY!!!”

You groaned in embarrassment, covering your face with your hands. Iwaizumi rolled his eyes, returning his attention to his cock and the woman hovering inches from it.

“I can’t believe that just happened...” you groaned, peeking at Iwaizumi through the spaces between your fingers.

Iwaizumi took a deep breath. He was used to brushing off Oikawa, but for you, he could understand the sudden change in mood. “We can stop if you want?” he asked, slightly reluctant.

You pouted. “I want to—”

Iwaizumi reattached his lips to the sensitive spot on your throat, sucking on it harshly. You let out a loud moan, your legs tightening around his waist.

“You’re so cute when you pout like that,” he said, brushing his fingers under your skirt and along your panties.

You sucked in a breath, your body going still. “Can I?” he asked. How he fucking wanted to just curl his fingers inside you and taste your juices. You nodded your head, giving a breathless “yes”. Iwaizumi smirked and pushed aside your panties. He ran a finger along your slit and lightly brushed against your clit. Your hips bucked as you let out a needy moan.

He wanted to hear more. He needed to hear more. He added some more pressure to you clit and rubbed in circles. You let out another moan. “Fuck, baby girl,” he breathed as he pushed a finger inside you. You let out another moan, louder than the last. “I wanna fuck you so bad.” He bit his lip, sliding another finger in. He pumped his fingers in and out of you, relishing the feeling of your pussy around his fingers.

“D-Do it...ah.....H-Hajime,” you said in between moans.

Iwaizumi didn’t need to be told twice. He pulled his boxers down to mid thigh, whipping out his cock. The sound of his name coming out of your lips had his hard member throbbing. He decided he would make it a personal goal to have you scream his name. He lined himself up with your dripping cunt, inserting the tip. He breathed hard, about to slam into you when you gripped his shoulders.

“W-Wait! Don’t be too rough, okay?” you asked, looking him in his eyes. His heart melted, realizing that this was most likely your first time. He nodded, easing himself inside of you.

He let out a low moan as he felt you wrap yourself around his dick. “Fuck,” he breathed. “You feel so fucking good, baby girl.”

Your fingernails dug into Iwaizumi’a shoulders, your teeth harshly biting down on your lip to keep quiet. After all, the whole volleyball team was just on the other side of the door. The thought of his teammates hearing the lewd noises you two were making made him more excited. After he let you get adjusted to his size, he started to thrust. With every thrust, every moan, he felt himself become more and more feral. He wanted to fuck the shit out of you, to make you scream his name, but he promised he wouldn’t be rough.

“Faster, Hajime,” you pleaded, arching your back.

“Are you sure?” he asked, looking up at you.

You nodded, biting your lip. “Fuck me like you wanna.”

Iwaizumi adjusted his stance and gripped your hips. He pounded into you, the lewd sound of skin against skin reverberating around the room. Your moans became louder, borderline turning into screams.

“You like that, princess?” He raised one of your legs over his shoulder, getting deeper access into you cunt.

You hummed in response, unable to form a coherent sentence. Iwaizumi shook his head. “Say it, princess. Is daddy making you feel good?”

“Y-Yes,” you moaned out. “H-Hajime...you’re fucking me so—AH—goood!!”

He buried his face in your neck, breathing heavily. He knew he was about to cum soon. “I’m gonna cum soon, princess,” he let out, thrusting harder.

You screamed his name as he hit your g-spot. He smiled against your neck. He felt your walls clench around him, the feeling sending him over the edge. He thrust into you a couple more times, emptying his seed in you. He let your leg down, holding you in his arms. You both breathed heavily, not speaking for several minutes.

For some reason, the silence bothered iwaizumi. It was too quiet on the other side of the door, what the heck were his teammates up to?

“Oh thank god, I think they’re done,” he heard Oikawa say through the door.

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[haikyuuopworld-deactivated20210]

OH, HEY HEY HEY! I was wondering if you could write headcanons for Iwaizumi, Oikawa, and Sakusa/Yaku (I can't choose between the two of them ngh, write about whoever inspires you more) with a girlfriend who likes to cuddle with them on top of her, while she kisses their foreheads, plays with their hair and stuff. Thank you, I love your writing!!

I did all 4 this time as an exception cause these requests have been sitting here for too long ajdjsn I hope that you enjoy it though!! mwah mwah ily 💓💓💓

Girlfriend who likes to cuddle with them on top (Iwaizumi, Oikawa, Yaku and Sakusa)

Iwaizumi Hajime

When you asked him if you two could cuddle, he was expecting you to come lay down on top of him

but then he sees you lay down and pat your chest and he's like ???

"I want you to be the one on top,"

He blushes a little bit cause um what

he still does it anyway and god does it feel good when you run your fingers through his hair

the gentle kisses you plant to his forehead while telling him how proud you were of him only get him to blush harder

"This is so sudden..." "there's no specific moment to praise you! you deserve to be loved and praised all the time"

he blushes harder

please help the boy he just became a tomato

Oikawa Tooru

Jumps on top of you the moment you suggest you two should cuddle like that

loves it a lot

though he wasn't expecting you to caress his soft hair and pepper his head with kisses while telling him how much you love him

that immediately makes him shrink a bit and bury his face in your neck

"You're okay, Tooru?" "more than okay,"

you continue to praise him and you smile when you see the redness to his cheeks.

"You're blushing," only makes him blush harder and he just placed a kiss to your neck

he's grateful for you

Yaku Morisuke

The moment you suggest it, he smiles and nods, laying on top of your with his head on your chest

Morisuke is a sucker for affection tbh

he loves it most when you pamper him and call him your pretty boy

hhh what a sub

the moment you start running your fingers through his hair he's long gone

his eyes start fluttering shut and you feel your heart melting at the amount of adorableness this human being has

"Getting sleepy?" you ask gently and you swear you heard him purr in response

well either way, you definitely did not move from that position for a couple hours

Sakusa Kiyoomi

"why would I do that?" you know he's trying to sound cold but you also knew that deep down, he also wanted to cuddle cause he looked like he was having a rough day

and what's better than cuddles after a long day? :DD

yeah sleeping but still

he sighs when he sees your pout and immediately places his head on your chest

"Only this time though," "just sleep oh my god"

a drama queen when you try to braid his hair

"be gentle with my hair," "not like I'm going to rip it off, Omi. Come on,"

he lets you have your way anyway

at the end, he's the one falling asleep cause your fingers keep massaging the right spots on his scalp

a big baby uwu

[the-black-birb]

okay but like,,,, if you wouldn't mind then nsfw hcs of miya twins with a touch sensitive s/o?

Oooh this is cute 🤩🤩 ok here we go im writing this fresh off of doing calc hw

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Miya Atsumu

Doesn't really realize that "sensitive" means he can't be rough until you're practically sobbing beneath him

Tries to learn to take things slow

But he gets drawn in by your reactions and can't help himself

Will whisper in your ear or blow on the back of your neck in public to get you riled up, hands running up and down your waist and giving you goosebumps

Finally when you're in private he'll tease you about it

"Did I getcha soaked, sweetheart? What is it you want?" yeah he's gonna make you beg for it. And if you're not one to beg, he'll change that

Immediately has his hands in your pants. He's a setter, he knows how to use his hands!

Loves to overstim you and see all of your different reactions so he'll keep you busy all over

His mouth is sucking hickeys on your neck while one hand plays with your nipple and the other one is busy fingering you

He wants to see you overloaded with sensations. He lives for it

Basically has you cumming hard in barely a minute

Loves to give you intense, nerve wracking orgasms

And since it's so easy for him he always makes you cum at least once before he getting to the ~main event~

Likes to fuck you without doing anything else. No playing with your nipples, no kisses to your neck, not even a thumb on your clit. Wants to prove he can make you cum with his cock and his cock alone

And he can

Miya Osamu

While all of Atsumu's actions seem deliberate, Osamu's are far more subtle

Loves to brush a hand against your thigh or the back of your neck in public and see you shiver

"Accidentally" getting you turned on in public so he can have his way with you later

When you finally get to a place in private and you're practically begging him to have his way with you, he'll act surprised

"You're so wet already? I've barely even touched ya" he knows damn well the effect he has on you

Blows cold air on your pussy to watch you shiver. Touch your inner thighs, your hip bones, everywhere except where you want him until you're a mess

Tries to see how dripping wet he can get you without even touching your cunt

When he finally, finally, gets to your pussy he makes quick work of eating you out seeing as he's already made you suffer enough

But when he's fucking you afterwards he'll take full advantage of your sensitivity again, nipping at your neck and playing with your chest so you're writhing under him

Might just let you warm his cock while he plays with you and sees if he can get you off like that

Overall likes to take full advantage of your sensitivity to drag out your sex

[samwritesss-deactivated20210715]

hii ive come to share my concern over the lack of noya thrist in this fandom??? like??? im??? i love him lmao, can i request some thrist about him? i love your hc's + kudoss

-ˏˋnishinoya thirst h/c’sˊˎ

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genre; nsfw / +18

warnings; smut, 18+, nsfw, sex, biting / marking up, daddy / sir kink.

taglist ; n/a

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sorry these are so short and crappy, i kinda got lost heh

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[yuu nishinoya x g/n reader]

!! all characters are aged up !!

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prompt: You sighed softly, the warm water trickling down your bare body as you tilt your face up towards the shower head, the softly pelting drops washing away the day down the drain. You wondered if you could find stories of what peoples' days were like if you slithered down into sewers with the rest of the water, but you wondered even more of what this unsettling feeling in your stomach was. It wasn't painful, nor was it light enough to ignore it. It felt weird and foreign, as if someone was digging up the secrets in your gut. After many tries of ignoring it, you yet again sighed, but more disappointingly this time as you turned off the shower, shivering as the cold air of the bathroom rushed to attack your skin. You didn't have a long enough shower to create steam and now you had to suffer but even then the mixture of uncertainty in your gut was still much too strong. Wrapping the towel around your body, you walked out of the shower and to the sink to moisturize your skin. Even as you massaged the cream into your calves, you still couldn't figure out what you were feeling, and you felt like puking but yet you couldn't. It just kept getting worse as time went by and you felt a flush go through you as you opened the bathroom door to your room. You realised what the diagnosis was as you stared at your boyfriend's back, your computer open in front of him. You though you were blind for a second, and almost wished you were as you saw the familiar colours of your writing blog covering the screen, the words 'Masterlist' at the top. While he had found your fandom blog, you had lost your ability to breathe.

a/n: sorry if this looks weird, i’m posting this from my phone! i’ll add the cut later ❤️

Ukai ~ SFW blog

You could feel your entire body freeze, breath catching in your throat as you watched the familiar colors of your blog flash across the screen. Muttering a few curses of annoyance, you quickly marched over to the laptop, abruptly closing it.

This evidently startled him, a gasp leaving the man's lips as his eyes shot up to you. He flinched after looking at your face, the irritation showing through your features.

"Why are you snooping through my things, Kei?!". You felt nauseous, assuming the worst about what he saw.

"I wouldn't call it snooping, princess. The laptop was wide open so I didn't think you were trying to hide it.." The hurt was cracking through his voice. "What happened to not keeping secrets from each other?"

You couldn't even look at your boyfriend in the moment, knowing you wouldn't be able to stand your ground if you saw his face.

"I-I just..I don't~"

Ukai inched closer to you, placing a hand to your cheek so that you could look at him.

"I really hope that you're not about to say anything negative about your blog just because I happened to come across it. There is nothing wrong or remotely embarrassing for having one. Why should you feel this way over something that you enjoy?!"

As much as you hated being scolded this way, you had to admit that your boyfriend was right.

"I know, Kei. I just didn't really want you finding out this way. I thought maybe one day, I could build up the courage to tell you on my own."

Ukai's arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you into a bear as you giggled into his shoulder.

"You don't have to be nervous to tell me anything. You were in the shower for awhile, so I had time to read some of your stuff.."

Your face immediately blushed with red, awaiting his reaction to all the sappy stories you write.

"I thought they were pretty amazing, (y/n). Now, please don't tell me that's the reason why you're up so late on most nights."

"I, uh~"

His grip loosened on your waist, allowing you to escape from his grasp and run back into the bathroom. You could hear Ukai groan in annoyance at the sound of your laughs behind the door, a grin forming on his face at how adorable you were in his eyes. He turned towards the abandoned laptop, opening it back up to save the username on his phone for later.

You’ve just earned yourself another supporter.

Tamaki ~ NSFW blog

The shock on your face says it all as you watched your boyfriend scroll through one of the newer smuts you posted. You said nothing as you turned back around, slamming the bathroom door in the process.

Tamaki jumped at the sound, panic rising through his body as his head snapped back to the door. He quickly rose up from the desk, rushing his way to the bathroom and knocking.

“Bunny...w-what’s wrong? Are you o-okay?”

Your blood ran cold at the sound of his voice behind the door, mentally cursing yourself out for leaving your blog open like that. This usually wasn’t something that you’d overreact about, but the things on your blog made you worry even more. You tended to write about very..explicit things and over the top kinks. You’ve been doing this for awhile now, always being extra careful to keep all of this under wraps.

So why did you have to leave the laptop open this one time.

“(Y/n), please...o-open the door.”

“No! I’m embarrassed okay...can you please just leave.”

Tamaki sighed from behind the door. “Bunny, you d-don’t need to be like this. Just open the d-door and we’ll talk it out, okay?”

As much as you wanted to sit there and wallow in your misery alone, you knew that Tamaki would stay on the other side of that door all day if it meant waiting for you to come out. You couldn’t help but notice the strain in his voice, as he pleaded you to stop hiding.

You slowly rose from the floor, unlocking the door to be greeted by a blushing Tamaki. You glanced at his flushed cheeks, closing the door behind you to reach out and stroke his face.

“Tama, why are you so red? Are you okay?”

Tamaki refused to look you in the eyes, shifting his pants awkwardly and choosing instead to glance at the ground before answering.

“I-I’m fine. Your w-writing~”

“Oh gosh. Please pretend you never saw that..” You felt like crying. It was incredibly embarrassing for your lewd writing to get exposed to your innocent boyfriend in this way.

“B-Bunny but I...liked it.” Tamaki’s face turned an even darker shade of red at his confession. Your heart was beating out of your chest, breath quickening as you tried to process what you just heard.

Before you knew it your back was pushed against the wall, Tamaki’s lips latching onto your neck. You could feel his hard on straining against his pants as his kisses became feverish.

“I d-didn’t know you were into that type of stuff butterfly. Let’s t-try some of it out, yeah?”

Tamaki’s sudden confidence startled you in the best way possible. You were finally able to indulge in kinks that you weren’t sure he was into.

Leaving your blog opened turned out to be a blessing in disguise.

***

collab masterlist

[lemonkawa]

gamers | part two

bokuto x reader

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[starboybokuto]

Wait that post you answered of Kenma being really vocal had me feeling some type of way😳 could you do one of Kenma being really vocal 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

The one reason why Kenma hates when you tease him in public is because you both know he just can‘t stay quiet. As soon as you touch him in some sort of sensual way, doesn‘t even have to be his dick, just the feeling of your fingers grazing his nipples thrugh his sweater or your lips on his neck are enough to leave him a whimpering mess. He knows because of that exact reason, you absolutely love teasing him especially when he‘s currently in the middle of an online game with his headset firmly placed on his head and the microphone close to his mouth. There have been times where he muted his mic for four game sessions in a row solely because you tried your very best to get him all worked up. One time, however, he forgot to mute it because after being teased the whole day, your soft grip around his cock was just too much and as he used your fist to get off, loud moans and deep grunts left his lips, his mind only focused on chasing his high and only after you clean him up, he realizes what has happened. Thank god the boys decided to throw him out of the game as soon as they realized what he was doing and Kenma didn‘t stop blushing for an hour straight upon reading his best friends message saying his moans sound pretty

[bleedinqhearts]

THE DELICATE ART OF DEPRAVITY

the delicate art of depravity ;  pairing: atsumu miya x f!reader  warnings: cursing, explicit sexual content  tags: oral (male receiving), cum facials  summary: the time when atsumu teaches you what melted vanilla ice cream on your lips remind him of…  fic navigation: here (includes four other scenarios!)

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───  

Despite the rumors that cheerleaders are some of the most high maintenance girlfriends to have, you’re surprisingly easy to keep happy. Even though you’ve been voted to be the captain of your cheer team, you still kept the shy tendencies first year you were fond of, including (but not limited to) nervously tucking your hair behind your ears, fiddling with the threads on your school sweater, and blushing at the smallest mistakes everyone gently laughs off for you. 

It’s one of the best parts about dating you. Everyone else frequented the same popular locations, and the last thing Atsumu wants to do is be on a date with his lovely girlfriend and have his conversation interrupted every other five minutes by some Inarizaki nobody trying to prove to his first year classmates that he’s on speaking terms with the Atsumu Miya. And if it isn’t his infamous volleyball reputation that attracts people to you two, it’s the fact that you’re as popular – if not more so – and a whole lot more approachable. Whereas Atsumu takes no hesitation in snapping at the poor, unsuspecting lowerclassmen, you offer them a small smile and a friendly greeting. And even if you’re too kind to say it, Atsumu has no trouble whatsoever when it comes to telling whoever it is that’s interrupting your date to promptly fuck off and never come back. 

(Honestly, going on lowkey dates is a solution that all parties benefit from.)

Simple dates are his specialty anyway, and again, you’re surprisingly (and pleasantly so) easy to please, and he’s thankful for your low maintenance attitude. An impromptu ice cream outing is a typical Atsumu Miya date, one that you never tire of (especially since he lets you get the tallest soft serve cone possible), what with the recent heatwave washing over Japan practically boosting the sales of any frozen treat available. 

He’s walking you back home, both of you still in your respective outfits that you two wear during practice. A loose white t-shirt is tied up, just barely exposing a sliver of your stomach, the tease of skin taunting him. Not like he can avert his gaze to anything less distracting, though; you’re still wearing your black training shorts, ones that no matter what you do will always be riding up.

You’re talking about how cheer practice went; how you’re really happy that all your teammates are following your orders, and that your new routine is coming along together nicely, and as you’re chattering on and on, he tries – he really does – to focus on your words, and maybe it’s the heat, maybe it’s the fact that the locker room conversation this afternoon was even more vulgar than usual, or maybe it’s just all of his suppressed feelings and arousal coming to bite him back in the ass for not chasing after his desires, but he just can’t seem to focus on anything but the way your shirt rises ever so slightly when you raise your arms to emphasize a point; the way you’re tugging at your shorts as they keep riding up your thighs when you walk; and the most tantalizing of all: your mouth when you’re taking a quick second to stop speaking in favor of licking your ice cream cone. 

The hotter-than-average temperatures have caused the ice cream cone to melt at a more rapid speed than normal, and you’re struggling to stop the vanilla ice cream from melting all over your hand. He knows you mean nothing overtly sexual behind your actions, but he’s stuck between wanting to look away and looking on eagerly as he watches you lick the rapidly melting ice cream, your pink tongue licking everything it can reach, and fuck – it’s like the sound of you slurping on your ice cream is being amplified. The sound could be straight off an ASMR video, but right now, it’s like he’s listening to the audio of a cheesy porno. 

It doesn’t help that some of the melted ice cream gets smeared on the corner of your lips. You have no idea what the effect of having your doe eyes looking up at him so innocently as your tongue darts out to lick off the white ice cream does to him, and it’s both frustrating and endearing all at the same time. 

You continue licking at your dessert with a fervor of a competitive eater but to no avail. It’s a noble but fruitless task; the ice cream can hardly be salvaged, and you apologize as you have to chuck it in a nearby trashcan. 

“It’s alright,” He swings an arm casually over your shoulders, bringing you closer to him. Despite having been together for a little over a year, the want (more like need) for physical contact still remained intact. “We’re almost back to your place, anyway.” 

“Oh, thank god, because I’m all sticky,” You whine. “I need to wash my hands. And my face. Ugh, and I’m all sweaty too.” Never one to stick to one conversation topic for a prolonged period of time, you’re quick to move on back to the original subject of your conversation; something about getting new rubber mats because the old ones kind of hurt to fall on? Whatever you say goes through one ear and out the other as every time you nudge him gently to get him to look and pay attention to you, all he can see (even though you did a fairly good job of licking it all away) is your pretty pink lips and sweet face smeared with ice cream (of course he’s imagining ice cream…right?). 

Even when the two of you make it back to your house, the reverie of your face coated with thick ropes of cum – he means ice cream – keeps coming back to distract him. By the time you excuse yourself to go to the bathroom and wash off any remaining stickiness from the ice cream off your hands and face, he’s sporting a bulge in his gym shorts that’s fairly noticeable. 

But when you walk back into your room with a renewed vigor and a freshly washed face, you don’t notice. Instead, you plop down on the bed next to him, mainly focused on your laptop as you open up Netflix. 

“Let’s watch a movie! My parents are still on their trip, and I don’t wanna stay home alone for very long.” 

Sometimes, Atsumu wonders what he did wrong in a past life to deserve to be put in situations like these. Everyone else, he knows, would kill for an opportunity like this: a sweet, loving girlfriend who’s basically the complete package paired with parents who are almost never at home. And any other couple would surely be taking advantage of such circumstances. 

Except, the only downside to all of this is that the only reason why your parents are so trusting of you is because you don’t follow that route of thinking. You think that parents being gone plus being able to invite your boyfriend equals – not the perfect opportunity to have sex – but… to watch a movie as loud as you want, without fear of bothering anyone else. 

You’re so engrossed with the film you’ve chosen that when you pull your sheets over the two of you, you don’t notice the way he’s quick to shift his body around so that your hand doesn’t accidentally graze his hard on. And really, he’s trying to will it away, but it’s insanely difficult whenever the main reason for said boner is inching closer and closer to him as the seconds pass by. When there’s a jumpscare in the middle of the movie, you flinch, quick to wrap your arms around your boyfriend, and Atsumu stiffens. 

“What’s the matter?” You ask, your arms still wrapped around him, eyebrows furrowed as you notice his slightly uncomfortable expression. 

“Nothin’, don’t worry about me, baby. Let’s just watch the movie.” For a bit of a habitual liar, Atsumu’s never been that good at lying to you, and this blatant lie makes you frown. 

“Atsumu, is something wrong?” Before he can try lying to you again, you do what can be considered both the worst and best thing possible: you maneuver your body to where you’re facing him, straddling his lap, and then your eyes widen as you feel him poking the soft flesh of your thigh. “Oh.” 

“Babe, I–”

“How long?” You ask him, still not bothering to change your current position. You sound a little hurt. 

“It’s not that big of a deal.”

“You know, I-” You bite your bottom lip for a second, trying to think of the right wording. “I don’t mind…Helping you with this sort of stuff.”

It’s not like the two of you haven’t had sex before. He had tried to make your first time as enjoyable as possible, and you certainly had no complaints whatsoever, but no matter how much he wants to do “this sort of stuff” with you, there’s always this nasty feeling he gets where it feels like he’s taking advantage of you.

He’s your first serious relationship, and you’ve never done anything you do with him with anyone else. Everything is an all new experience to you, and while you’ve never been one to shy away from challenges, you always have this wavering confidence when it comes to doing such things. 

“I don’t want ya feelin’ like you have to do this.” Despite the position the two of you are in, despite the fact that he doesn’t have a single gentle bone in his body or a kind word in his vocabulary, despite the fact that he expects a lot more from the (lesser) girls he’s been with before you; despite all of all this, he sounds oddly soft, and when he uses his thumb to trace your cheekbone, it’s a tender touch. It’s a side not many people get to see, and something tells you that you just might be the only person who’s allowed to see him like this. The knowledge of this empowers you, making you feel a bit more confident in yourself, helping you add some stronger conviction behind your words as you speak.

“Atsumu–” your hands travel from his chest downwards, fingertips ghosting the outline of the waistband of his gym shorts. “–I want to do this.” 

And that’s really all it took before he found himself sitting on your desk chair, watching with his dark eyes as you sink down on the carpeted floor of your bedroom, one hand resting on his thigh as your other found its way to his dick, wrapping your fingers around his length before pumping up and down a few times.

He lets out a low hiss at the friction. You go a bit slower than what he’s normally accustomed to, but he’s normally never been one for taking things slow. Before he met you, it’s always only been about getting himself off. But in this relationship, you’re both happy to play the role of giver. 

You stroke him, a choice subconsciously made to buy you time to hype yourself up. You know, of course, that Atsumu’s far more experienced than you’ll ever be. It’s nearly embarrassing how easily he can get you off, and you’re determined to maintain the balance in this relationship by providing a helping hand (and mouth) for your boyfriend.

It’s not really your fault for being a little intimidated. His cock is long and girthy, your tiny hand looking even smaller when you’re stroking him off. Your fingers are dainty and your hand so much smoother than his own, and he’s never been an easy person to please – the complete opposite of you, really – but even a simple handjob from you has him over the moon. 

But trying to get him off with just a handjob seems a bit unfair, considering the fact that he always goes the extra mile for you. And besides, it’s not like you don’t want to. 

(In fact, even though the thought has you blushing, you really don’t mind the feeling of having his cock keeping your mouth full.)

You remove your hand, and when he opens his eyes to see what you’re about to do, he’s greeted with the sinful sight of his sweet, angelic girlfriend parting her pretty pink lips to take the first few inches of his cock into her warm mouth. 

He’s mesmerized by the sight; this is an image that he’ll think of whenever you’re not around. You move your head further down, taking more and more of him into your mouth before he hears a muffled gagging sound that disappears almost as soon as it made its presence known. The slight vibration of it, though, only adds to his pleasure. 

That, and the view. You’re trying your hardest to look up at him, your eyes framed with thick lashes and peering up at him every and now then, obviously eager for his approval and praise. The remaining length that you couldn’t fit into your mouth finds itself wrapped in your hands once again, moving in tandem with the bobbing of your head.

He doesn’t want to get too aggressive with you – not yet, anyway – and while his hands rest on the back of your head, he doesn’t push you down or pull you by your hair; instead, he allows you to go at whatever pace you’d like. Not that it particularly matters; with every passing minute, he’s finding it harder to hold back. 

He’s never been very vocal during sex, but his groans of appreciation spur you to move faster, hoping to help him reach his climax soon. 

“A-ah, you’re the fucking best, babe.” He groans, applying a small amount of pressure to the back of your head, pushing you just a little bit further down, forcing you to take more of him in your mouth. “I’ve been thinking about this all day. Seein’ ya lick that ice cream and having it all over yourself. You’re so hot, babe. You have no idea what ya do to me.” He notices the way your eyes widen in surprise at his admittance of this, but he finds that the more he speaks, the quicker your pace gets, almost like these little confessions give you an energy boost.

“Fuck!” He hisses when you start swirling your tongue around the head of his cock, and there’s a little bit of saliva dripping out of your mouth. You’re still sucking him off, almost like your life depends on it, and when he curses again, you hum in contentment, making his dick all the more sensitive. 

You can’t help the overwhelming urge to smile when you feel his dick start to twitch just the slightest, a sign that he’s about to cum. You’re practically salivating all over his cock; it’s basically shining underneath the warm glow of the lights in your room, and there’s no chance in hell that he can hold back his release anymore. Noticing this, you remove his dick from your mouth with a wet “pop!” and stare up at him. Your lips are swollen and there’s this sort of feral look in your eyes that he’s never quite seen before.

“Y-you can cum all over me… If you want.” You sound shy, but shy girls don’t normally do or say things like this. “I promise I’ll lick it all off.” 

It only takes him a few quick, half-assed strokes for him to release all over you, ropes of hot, thick cum finding purchase on your gorgeous face. The real life image of your face covered in his cum is a lot better than what he saw in his fantasies, and the small amounts of ice cream from earlier this day can’t even compete. 

And true to your word, your tongue tries to lick up whatever it can possibly reach, which isn’t much. You take a finger, gathering up whatever you can, and stick it right in your mouth, looking him in the eyes as you suck on your thin finger before taking it out of your mouth, showing him your completely clean index finger, slick with your spit. 

He nearly cums again, right then and there, especially whenever you give him that sweet, darling smile of yours before telling him, “You taste just as good as the ice cream.” 

[writeiolite]

summer heat — [ SOS 05 ]

who: kuroo x fem!reader, nishinoya x fem!reader

what: ABO werewolf au, smut

warnings: fellatio, deep throating, size kink, stomach deformation, breeding kink, knotting, unprotected sex, dom/sub, subdrop, aftercare tho, slight jealousy, competitive sex, kuroo’s alpha kink (not sorry), dirty talk, degradation, and squirting

wc: 4,031

SOS: m.list . 05 . 06

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Chihase looks at him expectantly from across the gym once he enters, but he only dejectedly shakes his head. She scowls but nods in understanding. A big “disappointed but not surprised” is written across her forehead in bold letters.

I’d make a great actor, he praises himself, unable to hide the small grin on his face as he turns to join the rest of team Hibiscus. And while the workshop is boring compared to what he wants to be doing, it’s the perfect way to keep himself busy until he gets to that. 

At the same time, Kuroo’s busy trying to figure out the best way to approach this situation. The phone call was a little strange, sure. He didn’t think too much about it or you until Nishinoya entered the gym parading around with your signature soap scent clinging to his skin. Either he made a run to the convenience store for the same soap or there’s something more going on than he cares to share. And Kuroo’s far from dumb. That little fucker really thinks he’s so discreet? 

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[sckusa]

clueless

koutaro bokuto x fem!reader

⠀⠀⠀-> rating: mature

⠀⠀⠀-> warnings: smut, praising, oral (male receiving), slight overstimulation, clothed sex, semi-public but not really

⠀⠀⠀-> summary: over the past week, ___ had been trying to drop hints to her crush that she likes him, and trying to get him to notice her. from trying to make him jealous, gentle touches, basically anything you can think. sometimes though, bokuto is just clueless.

⠀⠀⠀ -> a/n: i needed some good old bokuto smut bc he’s a sexy beast with a thicc ass. also this was gonna be a nasty smut but it turned soft so enjoy (*´꒳`*)

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

⠀⠀⠀ it was during the training camp when it had all really started. i mean.. could you blame ___? bokuto was basically just giving himself away to people for free. his large muscles and sweat glistened body could have anyone’s knees weak.

⠀⠀⠀ perks of having an extremely hot crush…

⠀⠀⠀ but ___ didn’t like him for his body, even though that was a perk. she loved how energetic he was. how he was so dedicated to volleyball and becoming the best ace in all of Japan. but no matter how good he was, she would always adore him.

⠀⠀⠀ except… when he was being clueless to her advances. granted his was focused on the training camp so she didn’t blame it on that. she would never want to take him away from one of the things he loved the most… volleyball. but i mean she straight up was handing out hints like it was nothing. she resorted to trying to make him jealous… but that didn’t work either.

⠀⠀⠀ she had “flirted” with kuroo once, talked about how good his thighs were when bokuto was in ear shot. talked with bokuto about the fine men there, and shook it off like it was nothing. it pissed her off to no regards but she sighed at the thought.

⠀⠀⠀ she came back to reality, looking at the practice matches going on currently, they were playing nekoma, and bokuto seemed as pumped as ever. stepping back to watch as her team prepared their attack.

⠀⠀⠀ it almost felt like slow motion in the moment. bokuto’s arm raised high above him as he sores through the air. a giant smile on his face as Akaashi sets the ball to him perfectly. bokuto’s spike coming down hard right at Yaku, but he wasn’t able to receive it.

⠀⠀⠀ “Hey, hey, hey! another nice toss! did you see that akaashi!” he yelled to his best friend as akaashi nodded, praising his upperclassman as ___ chuckles in the corner at his dorkiness.

⠀⠀⠀ “come on ___! we have to go get the you know what’s!” yukie said as ___ snapped back to her senses.

⠀⠀⠀ “oh yeah! coming!” she said as they ran away, quietly snickering at the small gift they had prepared for all the boys at the training camp. their favorite, watermelons! ___ licked her lips at the thought of delicious watermelon, but couldn’t help think of how bokuto would eat it.

⠀⠀⠀ taking a huge bite out of the red fruit as the excess juice flowed down his neck and into his t-shirt. sweat flowing from his forehead as he was breathing heavily. his muscles being constrained by his tight t-shirt.

⠀⠀⠀ god what it would feel like to have her body wrapped around his… him filling her up to the brim… and never letting go.. his moans and grunts in his ear as his large—

⠀⠀⠀ “___!! gosh! that’s the third time today! what are you thinking about?” kaori said as ___ looked at her.

⠀⠀⠀ “i-it’s nothing! i’m s-sorry! i-it’s probably just the heat! you know how it gets here in the summer..” ___ flushes at being caught in her wet day dream. yukie saw through the whole thing as she grinned.

⠀⠀⠀ “oh i think i know who she’s thinking about…” yukie said as she poked ___’s side, making her yelp.

⠀⠀⠀ “hey! what was that about! i said it’s nothing!” she yapped at yukie as she smirked.

⠀⠀⠀ “someone was thinking about the captain~” kaori joined in as ___ was flinging her arms around herself, trying to get them to back off as her face was completely red, she felt so embarrassed.

⠀⠀⠀ “n-no i’m not!” she said as the two girls snickered at each other.

⠀⠀⠀ “fine, don’t tell us what your obviously dreaming about, we’ll figure it out soon enough,” they said as ___ gulped.

⠀⠀⠀ oh shit…

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[miyaxs]

fair trade

ushijima wakatoshi x fem! reader

warnings: extreme sexual content, overstimulation, edging, um yeah

word count: 1.4k

for ann<3

taglist: @anvese @naruto-run-away-from-my-problems @ktdkp @daichi-stan @arcangel-wings @jjsmimi @rvelveti @hq-luv

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[katsukisbimbo]

Sugawara Koushi x Reader

✯ pairing: Sugawara Koushi x Reader

✯ genre: Friends-to-lovers au!!! awkward koushi who just wants to smash🤧🤧

✯ summary: Koushi is a bussy boy who just wants some bussy!!! but he’s too awkward

✯ wordcount: 845

✯ note: gosh i hope this was okay!! i hope everyone stays safe during this time!! this is also for @dazaicentral <3 hope u enjoy :))

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[itsleese]

needy.

Ushijima Wakatoshi X Reader (Haikyuu!!)

Warnings: 18+! smut, feelingssss

You’re a bit of a brat, but he loves it.

Wakatoshi has had girlfriends before. There was Mira-chan in middle school, Natsuki and Tomoko-san in high school, and the latest was Fuyumi, here in college.

None of those girls were like you, though. You, with your charm and wit, with your beautiful face and sharp mind, with your minidresses and gorgeous hair.

Oh, your hair.

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