Three Goblin Art
Jules of Nature
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hello vonnie
taylor price
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Kiana Khansmith
Stranger Things
art blog(derogatory)
Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
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Keni
i don't do bad sauce passes
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
wallacepolsom
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blake kathryn
祝日 / Permanent Vacation
seen from Malaysia
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@marinchie
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𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍’𝐒 𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐘
🍮 𝑰𝒕’𝒔 𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔, 𝑰 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔
𓂃𓂃•｡ꪆৎ ˚ ᤱ 🥯 ૮₍ мαяιη кιтαgαωα ₎ა ִ 𐙚 🍰
ꪆ [19] ' ׂ [𝑠ℎ𝑒/ℎ𝑒𝑟] ׅ
𓏲 ⁺˳ ˓. [INTP] . 𓄹 [“The smell of vanilla and honey~”] !⁺◟
𝜗 🍫 𝜚 ┈ [ƒαη∂σмѕ ι’м ιη。。。] ｡
・:〃➜ 𝑺𝒂𝒆 𝒊𝒕𝒐𝒔𝒉𝒊’𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆!!! . ݁₊ ⊹ 🥐. ݁˖ . ݁݁🥖
. ɱεɳµ ⸝⸝⸝ 🥨 ｡𖦹°‧
𝜗ৎ 𝐌.𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
satoru gojo
꒰ how is he in bed as a husband? ⋆ distraction ⋆ dad’s best friend!gojo ⋆ with virgin!gf ⋆ melting into the kiss ⋆ overprotective older bf!gojo ⋆ virgin!gojo ⋆ eyp w/ olderbf!gojo ⋆ safe word ⋆ checking in ⋆ midnight heist ⋆ wearing his hoodie ⋆ take me home ⋆ pūssy slapping ⋆ expanding your family ⋆ sharing you with geto ⋆ argument with olderbf!gojo ⋆ vanilla morning ⋆ argument with husband!gojo ⋆ flower crown ⋆ lovefool
ryomen sukuna
꒰ how is he in bed as a husband? ⋆ stomach tongue ⋆ dad!kuna ⋆ melting into the kiss ⋆ his child’s first steps ⋆ enemies entwined ⋆ pregnant!concubine ⋆ with his rebel son ⋆ gifting his son a tantō ⋆ safe word ⋆ riding him half asleep ⋆ take me home ⋆ bloody sx ⋆ pussy slapping ⋆ cuddling ⋆ dad!kuna & his kids ⋆ clingy concubine. ⋆ one of the girls ⋆ forbidden territory ⋆ hiding your injuries
toji fushiguro
꒰ how is he in bed as a husband? ⋆ protecting his shy gf ⋆ save a horse, ride a cowboy ⋆ comfort in a thunderstorm ⋆ midnight visits ⋆ melting into the kiss ⋆ protective toji & megs ⋆ back of his car ⋆ safe word ⋆ take me home ⋆ pūssy slapping ⋆ bedtime with gumi ⋆ roommate toji ⋆ sneaky link!toji ⋆ olderbf!toji & virgin gf ⋆ quality time w/ dad!toji ⋆ fighting his kid over ur attention ⋆ first steps
series: outlaw!toji
suguru geto
꒰ how is he in bed as a husband? ⋆ melting into the kiss ⋆ safe word ⋆ pūssy slapping ⋆ sharing you with toru
kento nanami
꒰ how is he in bed as a husband? ⋆ shaving his stubble ⋆ sitting on sheriff!kento’s lap ⋆ safe word ⋆ workaholic hubby ⋆ bringing sheriff!kento’s lunch ⋆ pūssy slapping ⋆ husband!ken eating u out ⋆ sheriff!kento & pregnant wife wedding night
choso kamo
꒰ melting into the kiss
higuruma hiromi
꒰ with his secretary
MIXED CANDY .ᐟ.ᐟ
for when one flavor just isn’t enough. different characters, same sweet tooth
₊˚๑ Multi x Reader Masterlist
━ not accepting anymore requests for these on this account, if you want to request a multi x reader fic refer to @kittennextdoor and request there!! <3
all fics and more on my ao3 here
MASTER KEY:
cupcake's favorites- 🌸⋆｡
smut- ꩜
angst- ✗
fluff- 𔘓𓂃
lunch break drabble 🌸⋆｡, ꩜
kiss mark drabble 𔘓𓂃
dacryphilia drabble 🌸⋆｡, ꩜
eyes on me drabble ꩜
licked clean ꩜
face riding ꩜
cumming from head ꩜
strawberry shortcake 🌸⋆｡, 𔘓𓂃
milked dry ꩜
size diff riding ꩜
sitting on his lap
sugar daddy 🌸⋆｡
jealousy
hes too big ꩜
nice view
moonlight 𔘓𓂃
quiet ꩜
sweetest kisses ꩜
fwb jealousy ꩜ (ao3 link)
sweet talking (f x f) ꩜
height diff advantage
thigh riding (f x f) ꩜
their own pleasure ꩜
hate sex (ao3) ꩜
gentle brat tamers (ao3)
𝑀𝒾 𝒶𝓂𝑜𝓊𝓇, 𝓉𝓊 𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓈 𝓂𝒾 𝓂𝓊𝓃𝒹𝑜.✦ ݁˖
Sae Itoshi x Hyperfem!Reader, pet names: “princess, baby, etc”, rùbbing?, fîngerǐng, créãmpie, themes of dōminance and sûbmission, makǐng oūt, Sae has a really big dîck in this so….
THIS TAKES PLACE IN SPAIN, WHICH EXPLAINS THE CAPTION!💮
You were being a brat, he tolerated it because you were so cute. When you woke up you immediately demanded he fix you breakfast, and pouted when he didn’t get up. As if that weren’t enough to start the morning, you asked to go to the mall and cried when he said no. Finally at the mall, you bought everything pink on his card without even thinking twice. Hello Kitty pins that you probably would use once on your outfits, heels that you would ask him to help you put on, dresses, bracelets. Everything that caught your eye, he bought for you. It was getting late and the mall was closing soon, he could also see how your movements slowed. “We should go home now.”, he told you as he grabbed your arm and led you out of the mall. You pouted, “whyy~”. “Because I said so?”, he responded as you both got in the car. The car ride home was filled with tension as you looked out the window with an angry pout on your face. he sighed, “why are you mad, we would’ve had to leave anyways.”. You ignored him and stepped out the car as soon as you got home. Hours passed and you and Sae didn’t speak. Sae’s last straw was when you ignored him when he asked you what you wanted for dinner.
He stepped closer to you and pinned you against the wall. “Your being a fucking brat you know that?”. He effortlessly picked you up and threw you onto the bed, lifting your skirt to reveal your lacy pink panties. He slipped his finger inside your folds, feeling how wet you were. “Making me angry gets you wet, hmm?”. He teased your clìt, rubbing around making you squirm. He leaned down and kissed you, tounge mixing with yours as he fingered your cunt. He pulled away from the kiss, “use your words princess..”. You breathed out a soft “y-yeah..”. He smirked before filling you up with his cock until he was balls deep. A wave of Euphoria washed over you as he started to thrust deep inside you, hitting that deep spot that made your legs shake. Your legs started to shake as you started to cum. He felt your appending orgasm and started to thrust even faster. “cum for me baby~”. Just like that your walls closed around him, he suddenly came inside you. As you came down from your high, he smirked down at you. pulling out to see his cum dripping from your abused cunt.
“Still want to act like a brat princess??” 𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖
He is so cuteee
とてもかわいい🥹
going feral over him🧍
Seeing an edit on TikTok of a “character”.
*Sighs*
Opens Tumblr and looks up “character” x reader.
#RELATABLE
Sushi After Sex~
Boyfriend!Bachira x fem!reader, smút, AFTERCARE, mîssionàry, rough sex, mentions of còçk-drûñk reader, pét names!!
A/N: Im going to start writing more, I SWEAR. This is based of that one tiktok audio that sounds like: "its like a reward..", PLEASE SEARCH IT UP, IM NOT CRAZAY.
God it was so rough, Bachira's eyes were locked onto yours as he rentlessly pounded inside your used cunt. Bachira mumbled throughout, most incoherent to you. “Mmph, stay still…” His hand came to your hips to keep you down when he felt you squirm. “Bachi–too much..!". but he only thrusted harder, his throbbing cock kissing deep inside your cervix with each thrust. You felt yourself slowly giving out, you were so cock-drunk you couldn't think straight anymore. Your legs shook as tears filled your eyes, you were so ruined. But he thought you looked adorable, your dilated pupils as he slid in and out of your soaking wet pussy. Bachira giggled, his cheeky grin never leaving his face, he was so attractive. It only made you need to cum even more. Your tits bounced against's your chest, "M-meguru' i-im so c-close!~". You yelled, your heart beating loudly in your ears.
"Good girl, cum for me~" , he commanded softly, you could hear his giggles. Like this was fun for him. You almost passed out from your orgasm, it lasted longer than the many ones before did. "shit…" you panted, your body feeling drained. Bachira licked his lips before giving you a loving peck as a 'good job.' You were so tired, he pulled out of you slowly before wrapping his arms around you. "Are you ok? What do you need?", he asked softly, making sure to keep his voice at a whisper since you were still recovering. You were so cock-drunk, you couldn't think straight and you snuggled into his chest, still naked from the previous séx. "s-sushi.", you mummbled out softly. "S-sushi..a-and boba.." Bachira let out a soft chuckle, his breath tickling your ear as he tightened his hold around you. He loved how you always craved a new food after sex, it was such an adorable quirk of yours. "Anything for my princess," he replied, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of your head. Sitting up, he gently moved your limp body so you could lay back comfortably on the bed, pulling the covers over you protectively. His own body was still flushed with exertion, his black-yellow hair sticking up in every direction from where you'd been running your hands through it earlier. With a satisfied grin, he stood up, stretching his toned muscles. I can never get enough of her, she's perfect. He thought, his eyes roving over your naked form appreciatively. "Don't be gone for too long..", you mumbled as you snuggled into the covers. Bachira chuckles lowly at your request, his eyes gleaming with a playful glint. He walks towards the bedside table, grabs his phone, and starts scrolling through it. What kind of sushi does she like? He wonders, recalling your past conversations about food. After a moment, he looks back at you, a smirk playing on his lips. "Alright, I won't be long," he says, before leaning down to press a tender kiss on your forehead. His touch lingers for a second before he finally withdraws, giving you a chance to enjoy the cool air against your flushed skin. "I'll make sure to order your favorites." As he heads out of the room, he adds over his shoulder, "Don't fall asleep before I come back, I want you to enjoy every bite!" His voice is a mix of sarcasm and affection, making it clear that he expects you to comply. The door closes gently behind him, leaving you alone with the sounds of your heavy breathing and the anticipation of his return.
Upon returning, Bachira carries a large tray of assorted sushi, his bare feet padding softly against the floor. He's still naked from the waist down, showing off his toned legs and defined abs, and a small trail of water droplets follows him from the shower he took while waiting for the delivery. He sets the tray on the bed and climbs in beside you, picking up a piece of salmon nigiri (i googled that) with a pair of chopsticks. His eyes never leave yours as he brings it to your lips, watching closely for any signs of discomfort or pain. "Open up," he urges, his voice husky with satisfaction from earlier activities. As you do, he carefully places the sushi in your mouth, his fingers lingering for a second longer than necessary. She's so beautiful like this, he thinks, his heart swelling with affection. Once you've chewed and swallowed, he leans in to steal another kiss, savoring the taste of soy sauce mixed with the unique flavor that is you.
Sex with me so amazing
𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐔𝐀 𝐙𝐎𝐊𝐃𝐘𝐂𝐊 (キルア• ゾルディック)
𖥔 ݁ 𓈒 𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙉𝙏/𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙎 : smut, dom/sub themes, graphic detail, hair pulling, blowjobs, gentle hands, soft kisses, constant praise, overstimulation, creampie, rough sex, praise, degradation, breeding talk, cum play, choking, possessiveness. masturbation, bodily fluids, kinks. includes references to risky/public scenarios and “punishment” sex
𖥔 ݁ 𓈒 𝙉𝙊𝙏𝙀 : Hi guys! Sorry for my absence. This is a mix of headcanons and nsfw alphabet, I hope you enjoy! Happy gooning everyone hehe
𖥔 ݁ 𓈒 𝙂𝙀𝙉𝙍𝙀 : nsfw alphabet
𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐃𝐔𝐏!𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐔𝐀 ★ 𝟐𝟒 𝐘𝐎!
Killua's aftercare is incredibly gentle and comforting. There's no better feeling than being cuddled against your husband's warm, sweaty body, still suffused with your previous activity. One hand in your hair, the other resting on your waist. At the same time, he constantly praises your performance... and your body.
No matter how rough he can be, he'll always take great care of you during and after. This goes as far as constantly asking and making sure you're not in pain and that you're comfortable with everything, bringing you food and water, and even making sure you're enjoying yourself not just as much as he is, but MORE. You've never ended the night without cumming or having an orgasm, even the first few times.
Obviously, it's not extraordinary to pay attention to your partner during sex; it's even normal. But it's something Killua pays very close attention to... He knows he can be harsh and exhausting at times. After all, he's a Zoldyck, everything about him is superhuman: his body, his performances... you can just fuck until you literally pass out
If neither of you has passed out, you could discuss what you just did and say it was the best sex you've ever had, but what's the point, that's actually what you decree all the time
Killua knows exactly how your body affects him. He doesn't have many weak spots... except for you. He loves everything about you, though some things ignite his desire more fiercely than others.
Your neck, for instance: He worships it-pressing his lips there, sucking, nibbling, kissing. Especially when you're angry. Sometimes you leave, annoyed at something he said or did, and barely a minute passes before he's wrapping his arms tight around your waist, trailing slow, heated kisses down your neck to your collarbones, apologizing over and over-even when you're the one at fault. He knows exactly how to break down your defenses, and he thrives on it.
He's drawn to your belly, too. Whether it's flat or softly rounded, it makes no difference. He loves feeling the little shivers your body sends when his tongue glides over your skin, imagining a child nestled within, or seeing the outline of his cock pressing against your flesh.
Your eyes captivate him above all else. Killua is intensely visual, and during sex, it's almost a lifeline. He craves watching your pupils dilate, reading the plea, the daring challenge, the raw hunger in your gaze. Seeing tears shimmer in your eyes drives him wild. It only fuels his hunger to fuck you harder.
But his relationship with his own body was complicated for a long time. Not because he thought he was ugly, but because he'd always been seen-and saw himself-as a living weapon. His body was nothing more than a tool, in his eyes and in his family's. All the scars, remnants of his brutal childhood and torture, were relentless reminders. But seeing you adore him, cherish every inch of his skin, touch him with reverence...
Slowly, he rebuilt his confidence.
Now, Killua stands proud and confident. Not cocky-just completely at ease with himself.
After years of relentless training, he especially loves his chiseled abs. Watching you trace your fingers over them, follow the sharp V-line, lay your head there to fall asleep-or to catch your breath after climaxing makes him melt inside. He treasures his muscular back, his strong arms, too.
And his hands. He loves what they can do with you-gripping your throat, cupping your breasts, stroking your soft skin, parting your thighs, seizing your wrist...And above all, he adores your reactions: your shudders, your trembling.
Then there's his mouth. His lips and tongue-devouring, marking, worshipping every inch of your body. From your lips to your nipples, down your thighs, soaked with his saliva.
Killua fucking loves seeing you covered in his cum it's like a goddamn claim-proof that you're his, and no one else's. The sight of you messy, used, dripping with him? Gets him so hard.
Funny thing is, once he's done and the high fades, he sometimes gets all flustered about the shit he just said or did. Like: "Fuck, did I really say I was gonna stuff you full until you couldn't take it anymore?" or "What the hell made me pull out just to fuck your throat like that?" Give him a few minutes to come back to Earth. He lowkey hates how unhinged he gets.
He loves seeing you drink his cum. But honestly? He's not picky about where he finishes. He likes variety.
His favorite is cumming inside you. Especially when he's pissed or in one of those obsessive moods. That's when he fucks you deep and raw, making all kinds of filthy comments about knocking you
But he's also got a soft spot for finishing on your tits. Or your thighs. Anywhere that makes a mess he can admire.
Your face? Oh, he lives for that. When he paints your face with his cum, he'll go quiet-just panting, gripping your chin, staring into your eyes with this fucked-out look like he's trying not to lose control all over again.
He'll also insist on cleaning you up himself. Letting you do it feels wrong to him-like wiping away something that belongs to him.
Thanks to how healthy and active he is, the guy produces a lot. He cums hard and deep. It's hot, sticky, milky as hell-and potent. It has this intense energy to it, and when he's super turned on, he just can't hold back.
Since he's a massive perv, I honestly picture him as a total chronic masturbator (like, | lowkey see it as canon Imao)... and that obviously comes with a bunch of dirty secret
The thing is, he jerks off constantly — not even because he's horny, but because it's literally the only way he knows how to decompress. That's how he copes with stress and pressure.
That's also why I think he started jerking off really young. Like, 7 or 8 years old kind of young.
Killua actually stole something from you - some random object that has nothing sexual about it, like a hairband or a necklace - and he keeps it hidden. He uses it whenever he has trouble finishing. Thinking of you always gets him there.
He regularly beats off to pictures of you - and not just the spicy ones you've sent. He does it to completely random-ass pics too. Like you doing nothing. He feels kinda fucked up for it, but he still does it anyway.
Killua is hard all the fucking time, especially when you're anywhere near him. Which is kind of typical for a teenage boy - except the problem is, it didn't stop as he got older. He's literally spent whole afternoons sitting next to you at Gon or Leorio's, struggling to hide a full-blown erection under a cushion, just because you innocently rested your head on his shoulder.
I can imagine Killua as someone with experience Whether it’s thanks to porn or just his life before he met you… yeah, let’s just say you’re definitely not his first time. But that doesn’t matter, you’re his best time.
Killua didn’t have a normal childhood or teenage years. Between his assassin-focused upbringing, his limited social circle, and his travels with Gon and Alluka, he didn’t really get the chance to have intimate experiences while growing up. So when Alluka got old enough to be independent and life eventually led Killua and Gon to drift apart (to the point they weren’t even sharing a room or an apartment anymore) Killua felt the urge to make up for lost time. He started going out and hooking up with a lot of girls. Even though he never had anything truly serious before you.
No doubt about it — he’s a flirt. A big one. But the thing is, he never really had to try too hard for one-night stands. Every time he stepped out, especially when it was to a club or a bar — there were always at least five girls ready to flirt with him. (I can totally imagine Leorio being super jealous of that, lmaoo.)
He’s always been good in bed. Even from the start. Sure, he was nervous and a little clumsy his very first times — that’s normal. But he quickly made up for it with effort, enthusiasm, and the fact that he’s anything but selfish. He wants to give pleasure. He listens, he adjusts…
Killua also learned a lot from porn. He’s got that analytical mind, he observes, processes, remembers. By the time he had his first real experience, he already knew what he was doing on a theoretical level.
And honestly? I see Killua as someone who’s absolutely mastered the art of sensuality. He knows how to build tension, how to whisper the dirtiest things in your ear, how to look at you like he’s undressing you with his eyes, how to touch you in all the right ways.
It feels like every time you’re with him — from the first kiss to the last moan — there is always an atmosphere similar to this music.Yeah… sex with him feels like that.
Killua has a wide range of favourite position but, honestly, anything works as long as you’re comfortable and it allows him to cover your pretty body with kisses, bites, and hickeys.
In general, his favorite positions are the ones where he can see your face. It makes him feel more connected to you. He loves that intense eye contact, and watching your expressions while he’s absolutely wrecking your sweet little pussy is a huge turn-on for him. He’ll do anything to pull those reactions out of you !
One of his favorite positions is cowgirl. He loves putting his hands around your throat or gripping your hips to guide your movements. But it’s even better when you knock his hands away and flip the power dynamic, making him submit completely to you. That provocation… fuck, it drives him insane…
I’d say the times he fucks you in positions where he can’t see your face are usually when he’s angry or jealous. Almost like he’s teaching you a lesson, or making a point. Those are the moments when he growls things against your ear like: “You’re so fucking mine…” or “See what happens when you talk to other guys?”
Doggy style is perfect for that. On nights when he’s rougher, more possessive… when he needs to punish you, to fuck you hard, or just to get a quick release. It often happens in public places, after you’ve provoked him by making him jealous or teasing him. And trust me, he never just fucks you in that position—he loves what it allows him to do. The way it forces you to submit… the way he yanks your hair with one hand and grips your hips with the other, pounding into you harder and deeper every second until you’re screaming his name.
And then, there are the rare, more intimate moments: in the morning when he wakes up already hard, or at night when he’s exhausted. That’s when he loves spooning you. It’s not a position he uses often, but he loves the access it gives him to your neck. He’ll smother you with kisses and filthy whispers, moving slowly, sensually… taking his time to make you come undone.
A/N : so for now it's all boys! i plan on doing 2-3 parts but honestly they'll take a while to come (no pun intended lmao)🌝
and as usual, please bear with me, English is not my mother tongue 🙂↕️
Video game lover, we should . . . With eachother!
Streamer! Kenma x Fem! reader, smût, còckwárming, grînding, D in V sèx
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A/N : Wrote this while listening to Feel Good by Clara La San so if you want to check out the song👀
You were Kuroo's sister, so of course he wouldn't want you and Kenma dating. But you two said fuck it and did it anyways. Tonight Kenma was streaming , the sound of soft breathing and keyboard taps filled room. The atmosphere was so peaceful, yet there was one problem. You were horny, but didn't want to bother Kenma, due to him being so absorbed in his game. Time passed, and you couldn't help yourself. You stood up of the bed before walking over to Kenma's desk. "Uhm Kenma, can I sit on your lap? I just want to watch you play..". Kenma nodded, his eyes never leaving the screen as you sat down on his lap. You started pressing small kisses to his cheeks, and moving around on his lap. Seeking friction to satisfy your growing desire. Kenma noticed this and didn't say much, he just let you continue. Although you could've swore you saw a small smirk on his face. You continued to grind yourself against him until you finally asked, "Kenma, are you almost done...". You paused for a second before continuing, "I need you..". His eyes left his screen for just a second to look down at you before returning. "I only have a little bit longer till this round is over, just wait a second...". You frowned before wining, "but Kenma i don't want to wait.". He sighed before pausing his stream and looking down at you on his lap, "your being so needy, just let me finish this match". You looked back up at him, eyes pleading for him to help you somehow. He slowly slide his sweatpants off to reveal his hard length, he placed his hands on your waist. Positioning himself at your entrance before he slowly lowered you down onto his cock. Groaning at the sensation of your tight pussy surrounding him. You moaned, finally getting part of the relief you so desperately wanted. He pressed play on his game, continuing to tap his fingers on the keyboard while buried deep inside you. You whimpered quietly at the feeling of his thick cock throbbing deep inside you. But you wanted more, you needed to cum. You were so desperate, you would do anything to get yourself closer to the edge. Just before you started grinding your hips against him again, he turned off his monitor and moved his hands down to your hips. "So impatient..", he mumbled before starting to thrust inside you slowly. His thrusts got quicker, pushing deep inside you to reach your cervix. He reached between you two, finding your clit as his finger expertly rubbed it. Your eyes rolling back in pure ecstasy, as he hit that sweet spot deep inside you. "kenm-mm!~", you whimpered out loudly. "Use your words sweetheart", he said as he thrusted rapidly inside you. "k-kenma, g-gonna' c-cum!~", you breathed out loudly. You almost forgot how to think from how hard he was pounding his cock inside you. "Then cum for me baby", he leaned in and whispered in your ear. Your walls tighten around him as you came, screaming his name over and over in pure bliss. Your climax slowly subsided as you sat on his lap. His cock stil inside you as he pressed kisses along your neck.
Game completed!
My eyes are set on you.🏐
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Oikawa x fem!reader, smüt, kîssîng, fîngerîng, máking out, classroom śêx.
A/N: Im back...😇, I LOST MY COMPUTER AND I FOUND IT SO IM BACK TO WRITINGG!! but do we like the creative title, yknow because toru is a setter🤫
The sound of the gym echoes faintly through the quiet halls of Aoba Johsai High School as the last few students filter out for the day. The sun hangs low in the sky, casting long shadows across the courtyard outside. You linger near the school’s back entrance, the cool metal of the railing beneath your hands as you wait.
Oikawa appears a moment later, still in his volleyball uniform, his hair slightly tousled and his usual confident smirk playing on his lips. He approaches you with an easy grace, slinging his bag over one shoulder. “Waiting for me?” he teases lightly, though there’s a glint in his eyes that suggests he knows exactly why you’re here.
You roll your eyes but can’t help the small smile that tugs at your lips. “You took longer than usual today. Tough practice?”
He shrugs, the smirk softening into something more genuine. “Coach was on my case about perfecting my serve. As if I don’t already have the best one in the prefecture.” There’s a hint of weariness in his tone, but it’s masked by his usual bravado.
Without another word, he reaches out and takes your hand, leading you towards the quieter side of the school where the empty classrooms offer more privacy. The familiar tension hums in the air between you two, an unspoken understanding of what comes next.
Inside one of the deserted rooms, the door closes softly behind you. Oikawa leans against the edge of a desk, pulling you close until there’s hardly any space between your bodies. His hands find your waist, his touch both possessive and gentle. He tilts his head down, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers, “Miss me?”
There’s something in the way he says it, half playful, half serious—that makes your heart race. You nod, your own hands sliding up to rest on his chest, feeling the steady thump of his heartbeat beneath your fingertips.
“Good,” he murmurs, his voice low and almost tender. “Because I’ve been thinking about you all day.”
It’s not the first time you’ve found yourselves in this situation—stolen moments after school, when the boundaries between friendship and something more blur until they’re almost nonexistent. But as much as you both enjoy these encounters, there’s an unspoken agreement to keep things casual, to not let feelings complicate what you have.
Snapping you out of your thoughts, you felt Oikawa's lips on yours. His tounge sliding inside your mouth as he pressed his firm chest against yours.
You both pull away panting, his hands trace your curves. Like he's done this a thousand times before, and it's almost like he has. He reaches the waistband of your skirt. You let out a small gasp before he kisses you again. You knew after this you would go back to normal, waving at each other in the hallways like nothing happened. You couldn't help but want more.
His fingers trailed closer between your thighs, deepening the kiss the closer his fingers got. He pulled away, letting you breathe for a second. "Someone's needy~", he whispered against your ear.
You both looked at each other, Oikawas eyes set on yours.
His stare on intensified your arousal, making you bite your bottom lip to stop from moaning. You tried to stop yourself but you were giving in, just like he wanted you too.
After teasing you for a bit longer, he finally slipped two of his fingers inside your wet folds. He started circling your clît, causing you to moan involuntarily. He kissed you again to silence your moans. You could aways get caught, getting fingered inside a school classroom where anyone could catch you.
He started to pick up his pace, a grin plastered across his gorgeous face. You felt it, you were so close. So close to letting go. He leaned closer to you, "let go for me". That was all it took, you came right there. Oikawa kissed you to muffle your loud moans. After a few seconds he pulled away from your lips, both of you were panting heavily. He locked his eyes on yours before whispering.
"Still wanna be friends with benifits?"
Gamer girl y/n x Bachira
Summary: Your a famous streamer who secretly admires football specifically the football player Meguru Bachira. One afternoon your life changes, he confesses his interest in you!1! fem!reader x bachira A/N: Prob gonna continue this ^^ cw/tw: none
“Chat, what do we think about fnaf?” You speak into the pink razer microphone whilst making eye contact with your camera. You lounge back on your pink gamer chair, reading through the chat. Being a streamer was your thing, every afternoon you started streaming and thousands of people eagerly joined you live desperately awaiting your angelic presence. It was not only your cute pink hair and cat ear headphones that drew them in but your wit and charisma.
“YESYYES EMILIE”
“Good afternoon princess ^^”
“[name] WAIT THERE ARE EDITS OF YOUR A FAMOUS FOOTBALL PLAYER ON TIKTOK!!!”
Reading through the flood of messages it was one that demanded your attention. “Huh, me and a football player pffff! Are you serious right now?” You joke your lips curving upwards. “Okay chat, let's see what all the hype is about.” You roll your eyes, pretending like you didn’t care about football at all. When in fact, unbeknownst to the world there was a football poser on the wall of your favorite player Meguru Bachira. Hmph, but luckily only a fragment of it showed on camera but the character wasn’t recognisable so you were safe for now.
You open tiktok on your phone and the algorithms shoves him in your face, displaying a tweet from no one other than Bachira:
Then the edit combines clips of both your game reactions and Bachira’s dribbling with the song “Someone to call my lover” by Janet Johnson.
A blush races up your neck, you look up into the camera pouting and slightly embarrassed whilst screaming internally. You loudly “Hmph” and try to change the subject. But now the chat, aware of this new potential, isn't so quick to let go.
“OMG, WAHHHHH YOU GUYS WOULD BE SO CUTE TOGETHER"
“^^ THIS FRFR SO PEAK” “GIRL GO GET YOUR MAN LIKEEEE WHAT CHU WAITING FOR”
“PRINCESS PLS YOU COULD DO SO MUCH BETTER PLSSSSS 😭”
“IS THAT HIM ON YOUR POSTER, OH?”
Unfortunately for your views you swiftly pull up fnaf effectively dodging any further questions.
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Bachira
He watches the sea of notifications bombarding his phone after his spontaneous confession about you. His lips smile, he’d been a fan of yours since the beginning before he left for blue lock you were his favorite pass time. It's been 5 years and you’re both 22 years-old, he’s a world class striker and you’re a popular streamer–his comfort streamer. He loves when you play horror games cause he gets to hear all the cute noises you make from your shrieks to your puffy breathing. Usually he tries to attend your streams but his schedule demands a lot, but today when he finished showering after practice he pulled out his phone and saw you were streaming. Bachira saw how your face flushed when you saw his tread, he chuckled and grinned softly. You tried to change the subject but Bachria saw how the chat hyperfixated on this new pairing. Suddenly, his eyes flick to the top right corner of your room where he sees a blurry corner of a poster which shows some brown and yellow hair. Bachira gasps, almost falling off his bench. “Is that me? Fuck bro, no way.” But a nagging voice in his head confirmed that it was him. Bachria lit up like a christmas tree, smiling as he left the locker room.
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After that afternoon life was never the same for you again, the hashtag [name]xBachira was trending on twitter and it was all people were talking about. Your viewers figured out the mystery man on your wall. Then tt came to you in an instant, you hesitate to hit the post button, you sigh and click.
Divider credits: @honeyluvsw
just go professional already mootie🥹
Matchmaking mistakes? 𐙚‧₊˚🐝✩ ₊˚☁️⊹♡
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Secretboyfriend!bachira x fem!reader, smût, aftercare, dõggystÿle, hair pulling, ròugh séx.
A/N: I spent all night writing ts and i fucking love it >:3. NOT PROOFREAD SO PLEASE IGNORE MISTAKES!!!
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Bachira Meguru was a good friend. He had tried his best to match you up with one of his friends. He had made sure you two "accidentally" saw each other in the hallways , he had been careful. He was an amazing friend. That’s what he told himself while he relentlessly thrusted into your abused entrance, pushing your face down into the pillows and gripping onto your hair. “Hey, darling,” Bachira panted out. “We’re keeping this to ourselves, yeah?” He knew you couldn’t answer. He giggled at the sight of you bent over, taking him without a complaint. “Use your words pretty.” There was a small smack to your ass, and his pace sped up, teasing you. How could you possibly answer in this state? Bachira knew once this was over he’d be attached to you, that’s just how he was. He couldn’t let you go. You were his. “Darling” Bachira whimpered quietly, his thrusts getting sloppier and sloppier as he tried to keep up the pace. “Don’t leave me, okay?”. With every thrust, Bachira felt a sense of guilt but also an overwhelming desire that he couldn't suppress. He knew this wasn't part of the plan, but something about you made him lose control. He stared at the back of your head buried in the pillows, his hands tangled in your hair as he whispered urgently, "Promise me…promise me you won't tell anyone." His voice was husky, filled with need and a touch of vulnerability.
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In between gasps and Bachira's giggles, he wondered if you could feel the tension in his grip, the desperate way he was holding onto you. He didn't want this moment to end, yet he knew it would complicate things. His heart thumped wildly in his chest, and his breathing grew ragged. "Please…" he begged again, his tone softening slightly. The idea of losing you now that he had finally gotten close terrified him more than anything else. Bachira's doe-like yellow eyes were squeezed shut, eyebrows furrowed in concentration as he continued to drive into you with an unrelenting rhythm. You couldn't speak much, your mind blurred with only the feeling of him thrusting inside you. You nodded your head against the pillow. Finally, unable to hold back any longer, he released his load with a groan that sounded almost like a plea. As he slowed down, he leaned forward, pressing his sweaty forehead against your bare skin. In that moment, all he could think was how right it felt to have you under him. "So warm," he mumbled, his body still trembling from the aftershocks of pleasure. He kissed your neck gently, his lips lingering for a second before pulling away. In between gasps and Bachira's giggles, he wondered if you could feel the tension in his grip, the desperate way he was holding onto you. He didn't want this moment to end, yet he knew it would complicate things. His heart thumped wildly in his chest, and his breathing grew ragged. "Please…" he begged again, his tone softening slightly. The idea of losing you now that he had finally gotten close terrified him more than anything else. Bachira's doe-like yellow eyes were squeezed shut, eyebrows furrowed in concentration as he continued to drive into you with an unrelenting rhythm. You couldn't speak much, your mind blurred with only the feeling of him thrusting inside you. You nodded your head against the pillow. Finally, unable to hold back any longer, he released his load with a groan that sounded almost like a plea. As he slowed down, he leaned forward, pressing his sweaty forehead against your bare skin. In that moment, all he could think was how right it felt to have you under him. "So warm," he mumbled, his body still trembling from the aftershocks of pleasure. He kissed your neck gently, his lips lingering for a second before pulling away.
Maybe match making mistakes aren't so bad?
If I cant have, you no one can.
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Yandere!sae x hyperfem!reader, Mentions of violence and killing, mîssionary style, degradation, ôrgãsm déńial + overstimulation.
WARNING: THIS IS MY FIRST POST SO PLEASE EXCUSE BAD GRAMMAR OR WRITING!!
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sae itoshi , that was your boyfriends name. Every boy knew it, from the way he possessively held your waist when walking. Or the way he glared at anyone who looked your way, making sure they knew who you belonged to. In public he was always alert, but it the bedroom.... He was so affectionate, his hands ran across your body like he had done this a thousand times before. His eyes always locked on your expressions. Like he was taking note of what made you feel good, what drove you crazy. So when he saw you talking someone, the look in your eyes, the way he stared at you from head to toe. So he watched, and he noticed. Ever time his eyes landed on your tits, the ones only sae was allowed to touch, it made him furious. You were practically being eye fucked and couldn't even tell. Once you left, saying something about having to head home. He made sure no one was watching before sneaking up behind the man, pulling a knîfe from his pocket. ------------------------------------------------------------------
sae itoshi returned home with a stern expression on his face, his only thought was finding you and reminding you that you're his. You ran to the front door to greet sae, "Hii Sae! How was your day today?". He slid off his shoes, "bedroom, now.", his stern voice leaving no room for argument. Your eyes widened as he looked down at you, you nod and walk over to the bedroom. "Strip", his eyes locked onto yours. "why so demanding, and do you seem angry sae-", you asked innocently looking up at him. "dont make me repeat myself."
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sae itoshi pounded into you, his tip pushing past your cervix as you scream out in pure bliss. "why did you let him do it?", he grunts as he thrust inside you at unimaginable speeds. You skin sticking together with each harsh thrust of his body. "i-i dont k-know what y-your talking about!". He thrusts inside you even faster, which you didn't know was even possible at this point. He looks down at you as if you mad him even angrier, "You know exactly what i'm fucking talking about.
How he eye fucked you, you saw how he looked at you. He feels you getting closer, your walls closing around him. "S-sae! I'm gonna c-cum!". He suddenly pulls out. Your eyes widen, did he just deny your orgasm? "n-no! A-ahh!~". But he waits, letting your orgasm subside for a slow moment before pushing himself deep into you, making you whimper loudly. His hips grinding against yours, creating a friction that threatens to send you over the edge, his lower abs rubbing against your cl!t. "You're mine, fucking remember that before you go and act like a slut.". He began to thrust even faster, mind going blank as you nod. He reaches in between your slick body's, finding your cl!t and rubbing it roughly. "Then cum for me.", his walls breaking as he feels himself getting closer too. He lets out a loud grunt, before spilling inside you, letting him fill you up to the brim. You pull away panting, tears spilling from your eyes onto your cheeks. "I'm not done with you, i want you bent over for me."
you learned something important that night,
If he cant have you, no one can.
