ok since now m done w/ indirects, ive decided that i will be taking a lil break from posting on this here & my dark blog as well !!
as u can tell by the past few months, ive been extremely busy & preoccupied w/ my studies so i really dont have the free time to create & write new content for my blogs. i would love to continue to write but as of right now i cannot do so.
however, i still will be checking in on here & maybe even posting so if u still wanna send asks or messages please feel free to do so! i will try my best to reblog & like whenever i can !!
i luv u all sososo much !!! please take care & i hope to see u soon <3
A/N: i rewatched the shiratorizawa arc and this beautiful mess was born. thank you my dear cait @strawberryakaashi for beta reading my work as always, love you lots!! （╹◡╹）♡
Goshiki can’t stand how you take all of the attention away from his upperclassmen. Hence why he has a self declared hatred towards you. He can’t help but want to watch you do the only things girlfriends like you do, having sex.The definition of adoration often lingers in Goshiki’s head, the act of regarding someone with the utmost respect, esteem, and love. It’s something that Goshiki hasn’t felt in a long time, constantly surrounding himself with upperclassmen from Shiratorizawa University’s Men’s Volleyball Team. The rare occurrences in which he does receive a small amount of praise is a simple “nice serve” or “great save” regarding a particular extraordinary performance during matches. Nothing more or nothing less, but he is content with the minimal praises. Goshiki is aware that they respect him, but he keeps wanting more. Though he knows that they’d never admit it to his face, it still is always on the back of his mind.
Goshiki can’t help but notice how their eyes sparkle when they meet yours or the slight upturn at the corner of their lips. He’ll admit that being in your presence is intoxicating, smiling so bright it gives the Sun a run for its money, and it’s practically music to his ears when you laugh at a corny joke. He understands that, along with your appeal to the other boys. Admittedly, Goshiki does blush when you give him compliments; small ones like “I like your shirt” get him so easily flustered. Always becoming a blubbering mess, god forbid if Tendou is there or he’ll tease him relentlessly once you go your separate ways. Sometimes Goshiki catches himself getting jealous at how your hand lingers on Ushijima’s shoulder after poking fun at his bluntness or hugging Yamagata a second too long for it to be considered a friendly embrace.
Even though you weren’t a player or a team manager, you seem to always linger around. The shocking thing is that no one seemed to question your presence, as if everyone but him knew why you were there. Goshiki doesn’t remember when or how you weaseled your way into the tight knit friend group; all of his earliest memories in college include you. Whether it be after classes or during practices, your bright smile could be spotted within the group. They enjoy your presence so much to the point that sometimes the upperclassmen would encourage you to join them, insisting that you aren’t inviting yourself to hang out. Goshiki thinks otherwise, but since he’s only a freshman, he doesn’t really have a say in anything. It comes down to Ushijima to decide, rarely saying no to you. I mean how could he? You look so sweet, a sickeningly sweet girl. Jealousy bubbles in his chest every time one of the upperclassmen ruffles your hair or pats your back. He wishes that was him. The first memory Goshiki has of you is when you visited the college’s gym.
hi babie, thanks for checking in on me !! ू(ʚ̴̶̷́ .̠ ʚ̴̶̷̥̀ ू) i have been doing quite well the past few days, aside from being so busy & tired w/ my studies (˃ ⌑ ˂ഃ )
but m gonna try to write a lil drabble about tutor!akaashi to post this weekend heheヽ(•̀ω•́ )ゝ✧ hope ure doing well too anonnie, take care of urself as well okay !!! (๑•́ ω •̀๑)
Oh really! Wow! I just thought that..your writing is so good that you’d have some sorry if I seem rude! - 🌺
hnnngg thank u again anonnie !! but m fairly a new blog & i tend to not be so active so maybe thats why i dont have anons (＞人＜;) but now i have ya hehe (≧∀≦)
You're writing is so nice!! AHHHHH ITS SOOOO GOOD!!!!! LIKE *chefs kiss* -🌺 (can I be this anon?)
eeek thank u so much babie, this really mean soso much to me !!! ू(ʚ̴̶̷́ .̠ ʚ̴̶̷̥̀ ू) m happy that u enjoy my writing hehe（≧∇≦）& yes ofc u can be an anon !!! u’ll be my very first one on this blog aaaa (*ﾉ▽ﾉ)
being a pouty & whiny babie bcs you’re jealous of issei being flirted with & touched up by girls you dont know (`^´o)=3
— includes : dd/lg, possessiveness, use of the word cunny
issei notices your behaviour— the pulling on his shirt while he was talking to some of his female friends only for him to be faced with you & a lil pout pulled on your lips, the sound of your adorable whining & the small & warm hands of yours that clinged onto his side. it all put a smile on his face, really. at least he now knows that you wanted to be reminded that he belongs to you only & he was more than happy to comply with that.
that’s when issei takes you home to give his whiny baby a good fuck to get her behaviour back in place. he wants you to ride him— to use his big fat cock for your own pleasure over & over again until you realise that he’s indeed truly yours. also considering the fact that he enjoys seeing you attempt & struggle to fit his cock into that tiny cunny of yours that barely takes him whole while hot tears run down your face each time. but don’t get him wrong— he genuinely wants his little girl to feel so so good & for you to cum until you pass out.
so when he gives you permission to cum as you’re riding his cock, he was shocked to hear you reply with a firm no. “what did you say, sweetheart?” you were still bouncing on his cock with all your might as your cunt was tightening up.
“said ‘m not gonna cum! not until daddy says he owns me, me only!” he could hear the frustration in your voice. his little girl was trying oh so hard to not let go just yet, not until she had what she wanted. issei smiles. he knows full well that you were so close off the edge, he could feel your tiny cunny fluttering & clenching around him.
“baby you know i belong to you-“
“no! i belong to you. you own me. you own me & only me, okay!” of course he knows this but to see you proudly shout & scream that you solely belong to him— it made his heart flutter in his chest.
“i own you. not any of those bitches i was talking to or whoever else, only my precious angel right here”
“th-thank you, daddy” you said meekly before creaming all over issei’s cock.
You want to be by his side as much as time will allow you. The end all, be all of your soul.
spencer @kamoniwa and i were screaming about this in dms & we gave each other the green light to write it so hfhdis thank you and also a big thank you to carrie @ourladyofseijoh aka queen of sacrilege for beta reading and all your help in general ♡ i hope you enjoy!!
meian shugo
wordc. 4k+
tw priest!meian, sacrilege, (semi) public, coercion/manipulation, god complex, degradation, religious guilt/ trauma and a lot of catholic imagery in general, he’s called Father
There’s no place to escape prying eyes in the House of God. You’ve always felt this way when you were younger too, clinging to the cold of the thick pillars that carry the monstrous building, old and dark and unavoidable.
Even when there was no such sin to taint your hands and mouth, you could look up and feel the weight of eyes on you through the deep purple and azure of the stained glass, making your throat tight and fight small. Now, they are incessant, eternal, and with each passing moment standing in this place of good and light the walls seem to crumble a little more around you.
possessive kentaro-nii !!! every single boy is deathly afraid of talking to you, hell even looking in your direction. theyve all seen what happened to the boys that dared talk to you even with a slight hint of flirtation behind it— face all bloodied & bruised up. but you dont even pay them a single thought— not when you have your kentarō-nii who says the only men you ever need in your life is him!
sorry i havent been posting on this blog as much ╥﹏╥... pls feel free to send me thirsts or promps in my askbox & i’ll reply them asap as a form of apology !!! ( ຈ ﹏ ຈ )
pls bokuto just breeding his dumb lil puppy 🥺 's stuck in my head hhhbg
*dreamy sigh* yesyesyesyes.... bo & breeding is so _:(´ཀ`」 ∠):_
— warning : breeding, overstimulation, use of the word cunny
bokuto has you in a mating press as he fucks his cock into your sensitive cum filled puppycunt. you’re thrashing around— whining & mumbling about how you’re too sensitive and for bokuto to slow down. but all of it goes unlistened to— bokuto continues to hump his cock deep into your cunny, even if he’s too sensitive as well.
“come on puppy, just one more. i know you can take it. you’re my good little puppy, aren’t ya?” bokuto tries to hoax you to take another load of his cum with his pretty words of praises & compliments.
“y-yes i am. ‘m your good little puppy,” you dumbly mumbled, almost in a trance like state due to the numerous orgasms you had before— hair sticking to your forehead from the sweat, stray tears running down your heated cheeks, tongue lolling out at the side & cunny fluttering and twitching.
“there she is, my pretty little puppy,” bokuto muses with a smile stretched on his lips. “gonna fill this pretty puppycunt of yours with my cum to the brim. gonna breed my pretty puppy,” he groans out as he began thrusting his cock into you again— fucking his cum right back into you.
so there he goes— he managed to continue filling his pretty puppy’s cunny over & over again until his cock is too sensitive & he has shivers from feeling your cunt clenching arounf him. he has his cock settled deep in you as it softens while he cages you in his beefy arms— keep all of his warm cum deep in & making sure none of it spills out.
heya anonnie !! <3 yes i am ( ◠‿◠ ) but like i said in my rules & regulations, for fics i complete requests based on whether they interest me or not. but shorter thirsts or hcs, its highly likely m gonna answer em !!ヽ(*^^*)ノ
it's your blog, Liz, and it's okay to post what you want. if you're uncomfortable with it, then obviously take it down, do what makes you comfortable. but for other people? not a chance. they chose to follow a dc blog, and interact with that kind of content. most people who interact with dc chose to blacklist the tags they don't want, and if they didn't do that and read the warnings and STILL SENT HATE? (or even just saying they didn't like it) that's their own fault. not yours. don't let them get you down for something you wrote on your own blog with proper warnings. (p.s it was beautifully written and was hot af lol)
hnnngggg anonnie ure too kind to me !! (/ _ ; ) m really sososo glad that someone liked it huhu T_T.
it was the first time i wrote something that dark so i was already insecure about posting it & was contemplating a lot. after seeing some ‘criticism’ from others, i realised maybe that i went too far so i took it down. i mean i did put warnings & a read more so i was really taken aback that people actually sent hate to me even after that, like was that all not enough for them to avoid reading it ?? (>_<)
but again thank u sososo much anonnie !! i luv u & hope u have an amazing day <3
i deleted my latest atsumu piece bcs the more i read it, the more i got disgusted with myself for writing something like that. i wrote & posted that on a whim & when i was probably not in the right headspace to be writing such dark content. i sincerely apologise if u were triggered by it, i never meant any harm with it.
i read the feedback i got from some, so i might rewrite it & add aftercare to it or just make it less dark. again, i apologise sincerely.
— daichi: in the moments where you’re hardest to control, to settle down, to make you stop your whining- where he finds an itch, a need to see you broken down and disciplined. he told you to settle down, told you to wait just a little more for him, he was going to be done soon.
but what did you do? pout and cross your arms like a petulant child, turning your nose up and telling him you’d go and entertain yourself. it was all he needed to snap, to turn over to you. his elbows resting on thick thighs, spreading open to look down at you, meeting eyes that were now wide and shaky- all thanks to the way he looked, gaze steeled and glossed over in an icy stare.
one strong hand coming out to hold your face, the other unzipping, hastily unbuckling his belt, clinging loudly thanks to messy and rushed movements.
“yeah? gunna go and entertain yourself?” he scoffed, softened cock lying heavy in his palm as he scooted forward- gripping your face harder, brining you to it, leaning back to see the moment his limp cock made contact with your upper lip; he smiled, a kind and nearly disarming smile, hidden infront of that still hard gaze.
“okay, alright baby... go and take care of yourself while i finish up,” he calmly stated, watching you twitch against his hold, “but first, gunna make a mess of my sweet little plaything...”
it was warm, trickling down your mouth, lips turning inwards to make sure none of his piss got in your mouth. his cock still soft, but slowly fluffing up at the sight, teary eyes looking at him, trying to get away, trying to turn your head, but his thick and strong hand kept you in place, all while he peed all over your mouth, chin, dribbling down your neck. it was hot and wetting the front of your shirt, hot shame crawling up your neck thanks to him dirtying you up in such a nasty manner.
pulling away with a satisfied sigh. he let go in that moment too- tapping your cheek roughly, nearly with enough force that you jolted with each smack.
“alright, go and play- go play with a messy face, and don’t wipe any of it off, not until i’m finished with my work.”
— bokuto: lying limp against his hold, wheezing out shattered breath against the weight of his whole body pressed onto you, the mass of him shaky and slickend with sweat. his cock settled deep, so deep it felt like it was lying nice and heavy inside your tummy. it was all thanks to the way he had you folded down in half, bending your back even more with how slumped over you he was.
“puppy...” he whined, a noise that came from him often- one that made your hair stand on end... he wanted more, he wanted more or something from you... but what else could there possibly be? hed already cum inside you twice, the sound of sticky and thick cum slapping down onto your skin over and over was proof of that, all because he’d started rocking down onto you once more, bringing you back to him thanks to the oversensitivity lighting a fire in your battered, used, split open cunt.
“f-fuck! n-no more... no more, you said that was the last one.” you wailed, hands balled up next to your head began their shake once more with each desperate rut down into you.
“shh, that’s not it puppy... had to get your attention... i need to piss.” bokuto huffed, wiggling wet hips down flush against you, stirring up the inflated walls of your cunt housing an obscene amount of cum.
his words made you balk, questioning exactly why he was telling you this.
“needa piss... but you’re so warm, ‘nd there’s so much cum inside...” he whispered, bulging muscles straining more as he leaned down, using you to hold himself heavy- squeezing a pathetic wheeze from your tightening chest.
“my puppy doesn’t care if i pee in her... right?” he questioned, eyes glazed over at the thought, you stared up at him with a nearly shocked expression, mouth closing and opening helplessly, caught up in the way he seemed to grow more and more restless.
you shook your head shyly, unable to say anything, all while your body burned at the thought.
“ah- ‘sgood... my puppy’s so good to me.” his heart thrummed heavy in his chest, shaky breath heating up your face, teeth grinding down onto eachother as he filled you up- a hot stream of his piss tickling the gummy and sore walls he was wrapped up in,
“ngh! ‘s wet! so wet!” you exclaimed breathlessly, starting to squirm at the just how much he was letting go inside- face contorted in a grimace with the globs of cum also seeping out, settling down onto the bed.
he hissed as you wiggled, fingers biting as his hold tightened, grumbling out a stern order to-
“stay still.”
the command barked out with no room for disobedience. you settled, trying to make things right, wanting him to call you good once more.
“ah- there she is... good pup, letting me clean you out with my piss... gunna have to give you more of my cum now, hm?” he chirped, eerily optimistic at the prospect, chest swelling with a primal need and pride- getting to mark you like this made him feed so good.
he expects you to be on your knees at the door the moment he gets home— ready to greet him with a “welcome home, sir” rolling off your lips. he wants the house to be clean & dinner to be ready and prepared for him already as well. he thinks these are really the bare minimum he could ask from you while he works hard to support both you & him. all he asks is for you to be a obedient & dutiful wife for him.
and you know better than to act otherwise— memories of him disciplining you with his rough & calloused hands striking against your face, leaving red marks in the shape of his hands on your cheek while salty tears stream down your face. him merely laughing off your idea of getting a job as well so he doesn’t have to work as hard— telling you that you’re just too dumb to handle having a job & to not worry your pretty little head about it, just stay at home & worry about what to cook for dinner instead.
but wakatoshi still loves you, you’re certain he does. why else would be leaving feverish kisses all over your neck from behind you as you’re cooking— eventually beginning to start humping the soft mounds of your ass or if he really has no self restraint, he’d pull his pants down & pull your panties aside as he shoves his big cock into your unprepped cunny all while demanding that you don’t stop cooking.
why else would he demand you to start sucking his cock the moment he gets back home, feeling stressed & tensed from his day’s activities—calling you his ‘perfect little slut’ as he releases his warm cum into your mouth & orders you to swallow it all. why else would he keep fucking your cum filled cunny even after you cry out to him that you’re too sensitive & can’t handle it anymore, for him to please just stop, until you’ve succumbed into a state where you’re a babbling & fucked mess all because he wants to keep breeding his little wife.
people find it weird & start to question it slightly. you were doing so well academically in school & was set getting a job, until you belonged to ushijima. and the way your first instinct was to let ushijima explain everything was also slightly concerning. “wakatoshi just wants the best for me and the both of us. he just doesn’t want me to be working when i don’t have to!” you’d convince them, it sounds as if you’re trying to convince yourself as well.
but wakatoshi teaches you to not mind them— basically engraves it deep inside your brain that everything that he does is because he loves you & that this was the right way things should be done. so eventually all your concerns & second thoughts about the way things are just disappear, gone forever. all that’s left inside that head of yours is to serve your husband like the obedient & dutiful wife you are.
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