wishing gender euphoria on all trans people, wishing for all trans people to feel at home in their bodies, to be absolutely and entirely in love with and at peace in their bodies
summary: tobio-nii finally finds out that his adorable little sister feels the same way
As always, your parents weren’t at home—that much was expected. But today, even Tobio would be out until late. You couldn’t help the sinking feeling in your chest when you walked into your empty husk of a house. It was so lonely ever since your older brother started spending more time on campus, and you had no choice but to comfort yourself the only way you knew how.
The bedroom door didn’t quite close all the way behind you, but you disregarded it, knowing nobody would be home to disrupt you anyways. You flopped onto the bed, and wiggled out of your bottoms, one hand creeping beneath your waistband while the other clutched your phone to browse raunchy sites. Although you took in the obscene videos, racy comics, and filthy erotica, your mind drifted to Tobio, wishing that he’d take the place of the men in all those scenarios, comforting you in person rather than leaving you alone at your time of need. Settling into your blankets, you began taking care of the ache in your core, back arching off the mattress as you slowly worked yourself up to your high. The room gradually filled up with the sounds of your heavy breathing, slick noises of your arousal, and the familiar creak of the bed as you shifted around.
Unbeknownst to you, Tobio was on the other side of the wall, quietly taking care of his own needs, stroking his length to match your rhythm. He seriously lucked out today; he didn’t think he would ever have the opportunity to catch you at a vulnerable moment like this, unsuspectingly letting out your sweet moans for him to hear. When practice got cancelled, he went straight home and took a nap, only to wake up to the sounds of your self-pleasuring. He didn’t mean to eavesdrop on his precious little sister, really. Yet, how could he let this chance pass him by?
As he gripped his cock, your brother felt his balls tighten much quicker than usual. He wasn’t expecting his innocent sister to sound so...so lewd. His orgasm was coaxed on by how slutty you sounded as you moaned, how sopping wet he reckoned you were just through the noise of you fucking yourself. Before long, he felt himself shudder as he shot out his load. Never had he cum so early, the embarrassment enveloping him as he realized what had had him so worked up to begin with. Your soft whines remained in the background as Tobio slumped down and began cleaning himself off.
As his post-orgasmic bliss dissipated, a sense of guilt and disgust grew within him, as though he had violated you himself. He laid an arm over his eyes and exhaled deeply.
A few more seconds passed, and he shamefully emerged from his room, intending to wash up in the bathroom when something made him stop in his tracks.
“N-nii-chan…feels good!”
Erotic fantasies of your brother fuelled your lust while you touched yourself. Instead of your own hands, you imagined that it was his large palms caressing your breasts, and his long fingers stretching you out, loosening your entrance for his thick cock. Your gasps and whimpers grew louder as you gave in to the pleasure, but you didn’t care, chanting your brother’s name as you came.
Lost in a euphoric trance, your eyes remained squeezed shut, allowing him to slip into your room unnoticed.. The moment his eyes adjusted to the dim lighting, he was captivated by the sight of your limp form splayed out on the bed. His ravenous gaze traveled across the expanses of exposed skin, pausing briefly on the rise and fall of your chest and your spasming pussy. He swallowed before revealing his presence.
“____, was that…my name?”
Upon hearing his voice, your eyes snapped open, and you yelped. Panic welled up inside you as you sprang up and hastily covered yourself.
Thoughts of possible consequences raced through your mind. No more hair ruffles, no more head pats, no more words of praise. He’d no longer swing by your school to treat you to lunch when he was between classes. You could definitely say goodbye to him picking you up from the bus stop after dark.
“Tobio-nii! I- how long have you been standing there?”
Now you’d gone and done it. He must be repulsed by you. No one should have been in the house, nobody should have been there to catch you, so how was this happening?
“Not important. I’d rather talk about how you were just masturbating while thinking about me.”
Blood rushed to his dick as the scene he walked in on replayed in his head, and your cute noises echoed in his mind. His shock quickly shifted into frustration: frustration that he had to conceal his possessiveness when you gave your attention to another boy, frustration that he had to control his urges when you pranced around the house in your ratty drawstring shorts, or that he had to avert his eyes when your nipples poked out from your thin sleepshirt.
Frustration that he had to live through hell hiding his feelings for you when his dear sister was exactly the same way.
“You mean to tell me,” he started, taking calculated steps towards you, “That this entire time we could have been taking care of each other? The fuck did I jerk off in the shower for?”
Huh? You were stunned and relieved, but there was no time for you to hold back your tears. Unable to process what he said, you peered up at him with watery eyes.
Thinking that he frightened you by raising his voice, his eyes widened in alarm. He gathered you into his arms and stroked the back of your head. “Whoa, hey, hey, don’t cry, angel. I didn’t mean to get angry with you; I got too excited back there.”
“No, that’s not it. I-I thought you would hate me, and I didn’t know what to do.”
“I could never hate you, ____. You’re so precious to me that I couldn’t stand the thought of anyone else putting their hands on you where mine should be.”
Pulling back, you looked into his eyes for confirmation. “Really? Because I always hated your girlfriends for stealing my place.”
“You’re so cute, but I promise you have nothing to worry about at all. I didn’t want them like I wanted you.” You felt him guide your hands to his groin, where his dick was nearly popping out from his boxers. “Do you feel that? Feel how hard I am? You made me this way.”
Your heart swelled with pride knowing that he loved you more than he did any of those whores, and seeing him so worked up, all for you brought back the familiar tingle between your legs that only your Nii-chan knew how to soothe. Freeing him from his pants, you watched in wonder as his cock stood at attention, leaking precum from the tip. Tobio’s breathing grew heavier from your touch.
“____? Do you think you could do Nii-chan a favour?” His ears reddened in mortification. Despite the fact that he had cum earlier, all he wanted to do was shove his cock into you and fuck you silly. “I got turned on when you were crying,” he groaned and covered his face. “Sorry, I know I shouldn’t react that way, but you’re just so cute.”
On the contrary, you were really happy that he found you so endearing.. “Don’t be sorry, Tobio-nii,” you reassured, shaking your head. “Just tell me what I need to do.”
Tobio kneeled at the foot of your bed and gripped his length, grateful that you were willing to help him out. “Could you remove the blankets and show me your pretty body?”
The idea of baring yourself to him made you flustered. But if it was your brother, asking you so politely for help, you wouldn’t mind displaying your most vulnerable parts. Glancing at his hopeful expression, you peeled back the covers.
“So good, baby. Now open your legs and touch yourself for me.”
Again, you bashfully complied, spreading yourself and angling your hips to give him a better view. The way he watched you made you searing hot; he gazed at you with lust blown pupils, eyeing you like a starved wolf as he fisted his cock.
You were fixated on his dick, curiously observing the rosy colour of the tip, the slender shaft, the slight curvature upwards, and the vein running down the middle. It was the first time you’d seen one. Heat pooled in your centre when you thought about taking him in your mouth.
“Nii-chan? Can I try sucking you off?”
“What?” he panted. “You don’t—ah, fuck—have to. I can’t make you do that.”
Leaning forward on your hands, you stared at him in earnest. “I want to.”
His face scrunched up as he weighed his options, but a quick glance at your glossy plump lips was all he needed to succumb.
After he agreed, you held him gently, noting how your hand barely wrapped around the girth of it, and how it felt so much thicker and heavier than it looked.Experimentally, you eagerly licked the sides, lapping at the precum that dribbled down his length, then you wrapped your lips around him. Paying close attention to his instructions, you gingerly massaged his balls and inched him further down your throat. “Yes, yes just like that. Now swallow.”
He tugged at your hair, pushing himself deeper, alternating between looking down at you, and closing his eyes in ecstasy. Your jaw was sore, and your throat was starting to burn, but you couldn’t help but moan at the disheveled state he was reduced to. Your cunt clenched around nothing, pulsating with desire.
Tobio’s eyebrows knitted together, loving the sight of you gagging on his dick. He’d always dreamed of defiling you like this; he felt so dirty, but so good.
“Shit, you’re making your Tobio-nii feel so amazing. I’m gonna cum soon.”
You desperately longed for him to cum on your tongue, but even more than that, you wanted him to alleviate your aching core, so you reluctantly pulled your lips off of him. “Mm, wait! Not yet.” You spread your lower lips apart, looking at him with need. “Please. In here.”
Tobio regarded your fucked out expression and your dripping hole, deciding to satisfy you against his better judgement. His cute sister was begging so sweetly for him, so how could he deny your request? Besides, he wanted it just as badly.
“Yeah? You’re gonna give your virginity to Nii-chan? Gonna let your big brother fuck his seed deep into your slutty pussy?”
His filthy words caused you to shiver, yet, he was soothing and gentle as he slipped his cock inside, pushing the head in little by little, pausing until you were ready for more. He moved only the tip back and forth, parting your opening, coating his dick with your juices.
The stretch hurt a little as he inched in deeper, but there was no one other than your beloved Nii-chan you’d rather lose your virginity to. You knew he respected you enough that you could even call it off there, and he would stop without any questions. There was no doubt that he would treat you better than anyone else you could’ve had your first time with.
When you finally nodded to him, he eased in the rest of his length, and he sucked in a breath when your cunt squelched, accepting him in hungrily. He waited a few more seconds before thrusting slowly. Once you gave him the okay, he increased the pace steadily until he was slamming his cock in and out.
His cock reached places inside you that you were never able to reach with your fingers, causing your eyes to roll to the back of your head. You felt so full, so complete.
Tobio nearly spilled into you when he directed his gaze to the spot where the two of you were connected. Your cunt squeezed him like it didn’t want him to pull out and painted him in a creamy white substance. He was addicted to seeing you losing yourself on his dick as he split you open.
Pressing on the back of your thighs, he pushed you deeper into the mattress and shoved his length even deeper. Your brother enjoyed the feeling of corrupting you, wiping you clean of every man that came before him and ruining you for every man that would come after him. That is, if you would ever want another man after he’d had his way with you.
Feeling your pussy tighten, he slid a hand between your bodies and grinded the heel of his palm against your nub, forcing an orgasm out of you, and spurted his viscous cum inside. He pumped his cock a few more times before pulling out, admiring his handiwork when his cum leaked out from your convulsing hole. Rather than let it drip onto the sheets, he lifted your pelvis to place a pillow underneath, then collected his release with his fingers, only to push it deep inside you again. Contently, he plugged you back up with his cock, brushed some hair out of your face, and pecked you tenderly on the forehead.
You laid there, basking in each other’s warmth, filling the void in each other’s heart.
Tobio nosed the crook of your neck, breathing in deeply. “Mine.”
a/n: well, well, well... tobio-nii makes a comeback
kuroo’s college is twenty minutes away from yours, and apparently, neither of you have twenty minutes to spare.
he’s already made it perfectly clear that the college he’s going to is set in stone, and as much as he loves you, or as much as you love him, neither of you are willing to switch schools to be closer to one another.
it’s the afternoon now, the two of you just got back from school, and normally, if you were spending time at his house, in his room, the last thing you two’d be doing is fighting.
but it seems lately, with college just around the corner, fighting is the only thing the two of you could do.
his room feels darker than it is.
“i don’t want to argue anymore.” you say, defeated, burying your face in your hands.
and kuroo sighs, standing in front of you, and he takes your hands away from your face to have them in his.
he tells you, “we have to figure things out.”
“i know that.” you say back, refusing to look at him anyways.
it seems as if lately every topic has been icy between the two of you, and if you didn’t know any better — or maybe if you did — you’d have thought that maybe it’s a sign that it’s just time to finally break up.
it’s the glaring option — breaking up.
it’s better than arguing, better than racking your brain for a solution to this problem, better than wasting your time fighting and yelling — but no matter how easy that option is, neither of you are ready to call it quits.
“you really had to choose a college twenty minutes away from mine?” he laughs lightly, swaying it as a joke, and his bed dips when he sits on the edge of it.
you stand before him, “that’s barely anything.”
“yeah,” he looks at you, his voice coaxing his words out as humor, “you couldn’t just come to mine?”
and you frown, scoffing, “i’m sorry that my dream school isn’t yours.”
his eyebrows furrow, “that’s wasn’t my point.”
“it’s not?” you cross your arms, “you’re basically blaming me for not going to your school.”
and he stares at you for a second, knowing that his words didn’t come out right, and it’s just one more thing that he can’t seem to get right.
before this week, this month, you two barely ever fought nonetheless argued, so it’s odd to be so out of terms with you, odd to disagree.
“i didn’t mean that.” kuroo looks at you again, even though he knows you’re ignoring his glance.
his voice softens, “i’m just upset.”
and you finally look at him, “well, i’m upset too.”
the colleges the two of you are going to are twenty minutes apart, and it’s not much, but with his ambition and your dreams, it’s hard to prioritize your relationship over school.
it’s hard to spare twenty minutes only for him to leave again and miss you as you’re so far away.
kuroo knows how hard it is to be away from you, and the only thing that hurts more than that; is that he knows that you’ll eventually get tired of it too.
his room is dark now, the sun has set, and you’ll be having to go home soon.
your voice is soft, “do you want to break up?”
he blinks, and he finally realizes how glossy his eyes are getting.
“no.” kuroo tells you almost immediately, his head shaking, “i don’t want to ever do that.”
and you love him for it, but now it really feels like the conversation is approaching a dead end.
“school starts in a few days,” you tell him, your heart beating out of your chest, “we can’t just go into this blindly.”
you feel defeated, “and i don’t want to fight anymore.”
and he scoffs, “you think i want to fight?”
“you keep getting upset with me!” you almost raise your voice, looking at him, you try not to yell, so your voice softens, “i don’t know what to do, i can’t change colleges, i can’t match your schedule, i can’t change these things.”
he looks back at you.
“i don’t know what to do.” your eyebrows furrow, “just tell me what to do, and i will do it.”
he doesn’t say anything.
your voice is threatening to break, but you hold against it, “just tell me what to do.”
for a minute, he doesn’t say anything, he doesn’t even look at you. his own hand tangled in his mess of a hair as if he’s racking his brain to figure things out.
kuroo doesn’t want to break up with you. he’s known this since he first kissed you, and ever since then, he’s sure — if he can’t be with you, he would rather be alone.
his eyes snap back up to you, like he’s just had a sudden idea, and a trail of sweat falls down his temple.
there’s a small smile forming on his lips, and he’s kind of sure of what to say next.
you look at him, and he looks back at you, with his soft — unsure — eyes that brims with nervousness and certainty all at once.
his voice is small, “marry me.”
and you laugh lightly, “don’t joke.”
“i’m serious.” he looks up to you from the dip of his bed, his smile unwavering, and he runs his fingers through his hair again.
he continues, “we find an apartment that’s close enough to both our schools, come home to each other, be together even if we’re mostly apart.”
“kuroo.” you look at him, eyebrows furrowed, and you’re so unsure of what to say, it makes you laugh, “this isn’t funny.”
“i mean it.” he looks at you so intently, it makes you take a breath.
he says this so easily as if he isn’t 19, as if he isn’t going off into college twenty minutes away from yours, as if he’s sure that you’re the only person he ever wants to be with.
kuroo offers you a small smile (and his entire, nervous heart), “marry me.”
If you put on an item of clothing and it’s uncomfortably tight, do you think “my body is too big,” or do you think “this item is too small for me”? It’s such an important distinction! As far as sizing goes, clothes have no power over us other than the power we imbue them with. How would it feel to decide that your body calls the shots, and that clothing that’s too tight no longer serves your body’s purposes, rather than the (really weird diet cultural belief in) the reverse?
midoriya who leaves light kisses across your knuckles, his breath fanning over your hand. there is only pure admiration in his eyes as he looks at you as if you're the sun that the planets revolve around.
haikyuu boys that would confess to you really unexpectedly bc they heard one of your classmates planning on confessing as well and he didn’t want to lose you
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ how long it takes the haikyuu characters to realize that you’ve stopped walking beside them.
➼ pairing! multiple haikyuu characters x reader
➼ warnings! none
➼ type! humor and fluff
➼ author’s note! based on this tiktok trend! a video like this reminded me of daichi and i couldn’t help myself lol. some characters were harder to place than others but i tried my best. :)
notices you stopped as soon as you do so and turns to look at you. will just silently stare at you until you have no choice but to catch up with them and keep walking; yaku, kenma, yahaba, shirabu, fukunaga, semi
notices as soon as you stop and they immediately think something is wrong. their first instinct is to ask you if you’re okay. please reassure them that you are; ushijima, akaashi, kiyoko, kita, kai, hirugami, yamaguchi, reon, komori, aone, ennoshita
also notices as soon as you stop but instead of concern, they regard you with (faux) annoyance. will simply snatch your hand in theirs and pull you along, mumbling something along the lines of “don’t do that again”; taichi, tsukishima, sakusa, iwaizumi, osamu, futakuchi, kyoutani, taichi
notices pretty quickly but keeps walking just to mess with you. pretends they don’t hear you calling their name when they get pretty far away but they can’t contain their laughter when they hear you start to run after them; suna, kuroo, hanamaki, matsukawa, atsumu, kunimi, sugawara, probabaly tsukishima as well
doesn’t notice until they’re a good couple of feet ahead of you. tenses up as soon as they realize you’re no longer besides them and practically runs back to where you are; bokuto, hinata, hoshiumi, goshiki, noya (first five were probably just too busy talking to notice), yachi, asahi, kindaichi
doesn’t notice and will not notice. they’re either just extremely clueless or are simply a man on a mission. will quite literally leave you behind if you don’t call out to them; daichi, aran, lev (he’s just clueless), yamamoto (also very clueless), tanaka, kageyama (clueless <3), konoha
you don’t even get the chance to do this with them because there’s never a moment where they’re not holding your hand when you’re with them; tendou, koganegawa, oikawa, inuoka, also bokuto