Sometimes I'd like to think Hawks sees Present Mic as a an actual humanoid parakeet.
Present Mic is never going to know how much he turns on the No.2 hero.
His ridiculous hairstyle is like the large crest of a strong and healthy male, flaunting it at all times while doing hero work. Whenever Mic is bobbing to music, all Hawks sees is a parrot demanding some attention and love.
And that voice? UMPH. Hawks canât handle such a quirk. Where others hear an unbearable scream, Hawks hears the worldâs most dominant mating call. His feathers can sense those screams a whole city away, and it takes a lot of willpower to not follow such a powerful, confident call and tell Mic that yes, he accepts his loud offer to smash.
Hawks keeps it all to himself. Mic doesnât need to know.
Warnings: Submissive / Dominant roles, Mommy Kink Ruts, Pillow Humping, Reader is mean
Word count: 3603
Raffle prize for: @rxi19â
Story notes: This story contains mommy kink, and very dominant and submissive roles.Â
Chastity. Abstinence.Â
These were words Keigo was familiar with.Â
After all, he was already rather used to it due to his hectic work cycle. Some days he just canât find time. Too tired, too busy. It was difficult enough squeezing in sex with you, a break from the madness heâd always be ready for.Â
âHow hard can it be?â Keigo plays with the string coming off the seam of your night shirt. âI know how to keep myself occupied. Iâll be good.âÂ
âYou sure?â You ask, closing your book and placing it on the nightstand. âItâs big boy stuff, I donât know if you can actually handle it.âÂ
He scoffs. âOh, please. Iâm a hero, dove, Iâve got the willpower of a⊠man.âÂ
You roll your eyes with a smile. âOkayy then, but you signed up for this. Once youâre in, you canât back out. Breaking the rules has some⊠severe consequences, baby.âÂ
âI know,â he purrs.Â
With that, you tug on the beaded string of the lamp and off the lights go.Â
omg his dick tho. its so thick... your poor little asshole eyeâ
also this is my first time writing anal here sksksks
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it burns. god it burns, probably more so with the latex than it would bare. either way, no amount of butt plugs or fingering could have prepared you for the insane stretch of iwaizumiâs cock entering your ass. itâs comical, the expression on your face half torn between unexpected pleasure and the pain of discomfort. heâs so thick, stretching you to the point that your body begs for mercy, and yet, once his hips are flushed with your ass the only thing you can think about is how he needs to move.
âfuck, youâre so tight. took daddyâs cock so well.â
youâre trembling, ass clenching around where his cock splits you open. the feel of him sliding out only makes you tremble more, hurt whimpers falling from your lips at the sensation of his cock sliding along your tender insides. youâre so sensitive already, pussy leaking and dripping strings of slick as iwaizumi picks up a rhythm.Â
âdaddy,â you whine, hole twitching around his shaft. âg-god it f-feelsâ!â
youâre not sure how to describe it, honestly. it feels so tender and hot. oddly wet from the amount of lube your boyfriend used, but itâs good, if the steady drip of your cunt is any indication.
âgood girl, fuck, youâre such a good girl,â iwaizumi grunts, thumbs pulling at your ass cheeks so he can watch his cock sink into your hole over and over again.
itâs mesmerizing. so much so that he doesnât even mind taking it slow. but he wonât lie and act like he isnât thinking about the day he can sink his cock into your ass and fuck you through the mattress. he longs to have you begging for his fat cock in your tiny, little hole, begging for daddy to fill you up.
âdaddy, myâ,â you cut yourself off, burying your face into the pillows. you canât believe youâre going to come like this. âmy c-clit! pl-please.â
âclose already?â he asks in awe, not hesitating to bring those calloused digits down to rub at your needy slit. âdirty bitch gonna come from having her little asshole stuffed?â
the shame that burns through you doesnât stop you from coming. you tighten up and your pussy gushes, spraying your release all over your bedroom sheets. iwaizumi croons, aborted thrusts into your ass as his fingers work your clit through your orgasm. when he pulls out, your hole gapes and winks, pink and open and iwaizumi has half a mind to stuff it full once again. he doesnât, instead moves to tear off the condom and flip you over.
hazel eyes gleam down at you and you watch his tongue brush over his teeth. you know heâs not done with you, even if you feel frayed at the seams already. he hasnât come yet and you want it, feeling yourself clench around nothing despite your body still reeling from your climax.
âmessy,â he growls, eyes trailing between your soaked thighs. âtoo bad,â he tuts, panting and slapping your clit with his cock. âiâm only gonna make a bigger mess of you.â
Imagine Kuroo forcing his gf to be a cam girl tho? Because he's that nasty, he enjoy having her sitting on his cock(with his face outside of the camera)and force it inside her while she's struggle to speak and thanks her fans for watching, sometimes he even direct her how to play with the toys he bought because he love seeing her crying saying she doesn't wanna do this but still have to do it anyway because if don't hell do something way worse
yo me and @seita were just talking about somethin like this đłđł
noncon, sex toys, voyerism, cam sex
thereâs nothing more gratifying to kuroo than reading out loud comments about how much of an obedient little slut you are whilst youâre gagged and unable to advocate for yourself. everybody watching the livestream is just stunned over how youâre taking his monstrous cock so well! and the fact that you can handle his rough hand leaving clouds of purple bruising all over your cheeks after assaulting your rear is incredible.
what they donât know is that this is all completely against your will. kuroo has you in a kinbaku, with your arms roped behind your back and your ass in the air. perfectly positioned for him to defile you with all sorts of different sex toys. such as wand vibrators, clamps, anal plugs, you name it. but no stimulating toy beats the feeling of his massive cock mercilessly plunging in and out of the constructing walls of your weeping cunt. heâll drill your aching hole and bruise your cervix until youâre an incoherent mess, all for the eyes of his beloved viewers.
and if your disobedience continues to be an issue, kuroo will have no choice other than to mute the livestream and whisper harsh threats into your ear. nobody on the other end can make out anything heâs saying thanks to the mic being muted, but itâs obvious in the way that you immediately halt your movements and stay still as he continues on with his assault that he successfully scared you straight. of course everyone watching just thinks that he whispered reassuring words into your ear. what a great boyfriend!
if only they were made aware of the fact that this was all on kurooâs accord, and that you werenât making a single penny off of the streamâs earnings. it wasnât your place to go on and complain when you were doing nothing but crying like a baby whilst kuroo was blessing you with the fucking of a lifetime. bad girls donât get rewarded, now.
so yk about hawks and his piss kink? You said that heâd often make his darling pee themselves during sex and they donât like doing it yada yada- but hereâs the fun thing. The brain, when you associate any random act with sexual pleasure, even when youâre not doing anything sexual and you do said act, you will feel arousal(even to the point of orgasm) So hawks is making his darling piss themselves during sex, they enjoy sex, next time they pee themselves? Oh boy theyâre in for a WILD ride
Great thing about this is, I can go on a whole spiel about how fantastic this is for Hawksâ manipulative behavior. This is about scumbag / yandere hawks !
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Turning you into his submissive little plaything is the end goal. While heâs wearing you down, heâs careful with how he does it. Iâve mentioned this several times, but his favorite way to do it is humiliation.Â
He can be rather cruel, in a lot of weird ways. In the case of pissing yourself, he knows how embarrassing it is to piss yourself during sex. Makes you drink two large glasses of water and fuck you brutally hard. Gets in every position that makes it easier to put pressure on your bladder, like forcing your belly down on the floor, and letting all his weight press against you. Or, any position will do so long as he can push against the lower abdomen with his hand. Whatever it takes to make you gush out some urine.Â
You hate it, you canât stand that he makes you so something as unsanitary as that.Â
When he feels like being particularly cruel, heâll make you lay on your back and step on your stomach. With the harsh grinds of his booted heel against your bladder, you canât hold it in too long. The times you start having a smart mouth, heâll make you drink cup after cup of warm water and wonât let you use the restroom. Not even when your legs shake and your eyes are watering because you just want to let it out.Â
âNo, no. You wanted to be smart with me--well, letâs see how smart you are when you wet yourself,â heâd say, crossing his arms at you.Â
âPlease⊠Please, Kei, I canât hold it⊠Iâm going to get a UTI if you keep doing this to meâŠâ You blubber out, clutching the silk fabric of his hero shirt.Â
âThatâs not my problem, Dovie,â heâd grin with a mouthful of teeth, laughing at you when you eventually have to let it out.Â
Keeping these two things in mind, he strings the two acts together. He does it so well, the next time he forces you to piss yourself you feel a strange sense of arousal overcome you. The same arousal you feel when he makes you cum.Â
You feel horny.Â
This is how he will mindwash you into wanting to have sex with him when you initially refuse to. Donât want to suck his cock? Thatâs all swell and dandy, heâll just make you pee yourself--then, youâll be wanting some of him.
SEMI FUCKING SHIRABU'S GAL IN THE LOCKEROOM BECAUSE HES PETTY
sksksksks iâmâ holâ up now đ€
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itâs hard to feel like the scum of the earth when youâve got a cock as thick as a coke can inside of you. it spears you open, stretches you to your limits and makes you feel like youâre on the precipice of passing out. this shouldnât be happening, really it shouldnât. in the boys locker room nonetheless, with someone who isnât your boyfriend. but youâre finding it so hard to rationalize why you shouldnât be clinging to semiâs back, why he shouldnât be fucking you brainless. all thatâs on your brain is semi semi semi.
semi gives you a lot of what shirabu doesnât. comfort. praise. the way semi stares at you when heâs finally seated all the way inside you makes your insides flutter and you whimper like a baby. itâs insane. youâre supposed to be outside cheering for your boyfriend and yet youâre getting plowed by his senpai behind his back. you hear shirabuâs voice in your head calling you a disgusting slut, but itâs soon drowned out by the voice of the man between your thighs.
âsuch a pretty, little thing,â the blonde coos, hiking you higher up the lockers. âyouâre taking all of me and on the first try.â
âf-feels..â you try, mouth dropping open as semi pulls his hips back slow and presses in just as slowly. âgod, it feels l-like so mu-much!â
âit is,â he grins, bouncing you along his shaft again. âbut you take it so well. see? look at that pretty face, feels good, yeah?â
you nod, whimpering when he fills you up yet again. âsemi!â
âgood girl.â
youâve never been given so much praise in one night, never felt so full. your head is spinning and you canât keep yourself from gushing cream all over semiâs cock where it stretches you open. you know itâs wrong, but your pussy drinks it up. semi might not be your boyfriend, but heâs surely fucking his way into the role anyway.
Tendou would be obsessed over his fav shounen manga's author after seeing how cute and adorable she is in a fan meeting! Tbh he was expecting her to be a neck beard or sumthin, he'll go to every fan meetings and if he feel like he doesn't get enough attention, welp my as well kidnap her
tendou just having a hyper fixation on you is my kink
tw stalking, kidnapping
he basically just meets you once and is now your biggest fan. probably has a fan account for the manga but just compliments you constantly. his username probably has your name in it,,, and numberonefan as well
tendou goes to as many conventions that youâre attending as possible, heâs met you a few times, and just relishes in the attention you give him. you donât give that much attention to any other fan, do you?
but if he does catch you shining that same smile you gave him, time to kidnap you straight out of the convention! a lil chloroform and some wrestling never hurt nobody! and he takes you back to live out the remainder of your days in his basement <3 his personal lil mangaka
and when the news goes around how youâre missing, heâs on his fan account talking about how sad he is that youâre gone :((
thinkin about sakusa... what he would look like with his t-shirt pulled up a lil to show off his pale v line and his cock free of his black volleyball shorts... his pretty masked face...black curls...flexible wrists and nice fingers..i want him to stomp on my ribs and shoulders with his trainers leaving bruises on my skin and nudge my cheek with shoe and step on my neck when my head starts to loll to the side almost passed out and drag the sole on my tongue. 1/2 sakusa thirst soz i need to sayit
2/2: straight up punch me in the face and stomach until iâm panting and dry heaving and make me lick the blood off his knuckles with my filthy mouth and fingerfuck my throat before forcing his cock down it. thrusting dry into my pussy until im sobbing and tell me awful awful nasty things with his hands on my throat and busting a nut deep inside me saying im disgusting with his cum leaking out of me
holy fuck anon why didnât i answer this sooner (ALSO THIS IS REALLY NASTY SORRY)
nsfw, fem reader, noncon/rape, abuse, blood/gore, asphyxiation
idk how youâd end up in this situation but damn you must have really fucked up.
âyou. stupid. slut.â he huffs with each kick. you cry out into the floor, ribs and shoulders being crushed under his nice volleyball shoes. youâd probably have to clean those later.Â
âomi...â you cough, tasting blood in your mouth. âomi, iâm sorry...â
âshut up.â he trails his shoe up until itâs over your throat, stepping and increasing pressure the more you choke for air.Â
your hands come up, trying to touch his ankle and pry him off, but he just presses harder. âdonât touch me you disgusting mutt.â
âcanât...â you wheeze. âbreathe.â
âthatâs the point, whore.â
your vision is going spotty as you look up at him. what if this is the last thing you see? your boyfriend... looking down at you with such malice as he kills you.
but then it all comes back. you splutter on air for a moment before he raises his shoe over your face and kicks down down your mouth. you scream, pressing your lips together and smacking your hands over your mouth. you roll around on the floor so pathetically, crying as blood begins to pour through your fingers.Â
âget up.â he gestures at you.
you look up at him.
âare you stupid? i said get up.â and so he grabs you by the hair, dragging you onto your feet. you let go of your mouth in the process, giving him a clear shot of your nose, using that flexible wrist to deliver a nice punch to the middle of your face.
you stumble back, back hitting the kitchen counter. thatâs right. youâre home. at your apartment. it oddly grounds you.Â
but then he rears his leg back once again, kicking you straight in the stomach. you can hear the air get knocked out of you as you fall to your knees once again, and he just keeps going, battering your middle until youâre dry heaving on the floor.
âif you vomit iâll make you eat it right back up.â heâs right behind you, watching blood drip from your mouth and onto the tile. âyou good?â
you look over at him, eyes sunken in, blood streaming from your nose and smeared over your lips. youâre not going to puke, not this time, at least.
âcâmere.â
you crawl over to him, sitting on your knees as you get in front of him.
âopen.â
you do as he says, opening your mouth as he puts his bruised hand in front of you.Â
âgotta stretch out that slutty throat of yours, make sure iâve gotten rid of that gag reflex before i stuff it with my cock.â
and with that he plunges his fingers in your mouth. he has them up to the last knuckle, wiggling around. you will yourself not to gag or puke, lest you want to get another rough beating from your boyfriend.
âyour throat is so tight,â he comments. âespecially right after i beat the snot out of you.â
you involuntarily cry, flesh spasming around his fingers. with that, he takes them out, leaving you to gag as strings of saliva connect your lips and his fingers together. but not for long, since he uses them to take his cock out of his shorts.
he tilts your chin up with the same hand and shoves his cock in. itâs way thicker than his fingers, much more of a stretch. you try to think of anything else, try to think of yourself on a relaxing vacation instead of getting abused by your boyfriend.
âfuck, i can see the bulge in your throat,â he sighs. âthatâs so hot.â
you hiccup a sob, coating his cock.Â
âoh fuck, do that again.â he grabs your face, pulling on your cheek.
you do it a few more times, and then he decides heâs had enough.
âget up and bend over the counter.â
you do as he says, sobbing the entire time. but he doesnât care, as soon as youâre in position heâs fucking you raw.
âit hurts...â you whine, gripping onto the side of the counter.
âitâs so fucking tight, though...â he groans. âis it too dry? here...â
he slaps his hand over your face, making you cry at the pain. he pulls out and slathers it over your cunt before pushing it in again.
âis that better? using your blood as lube?â he slips in deeper. âis it good enough now?â
âkiyoomi...â you whimper. âstop. please...â
âyou can beg me all you want...â he groans. âit just makes me want to rape you more.â
the word make you cry as he just continues battering your pussy.Â
âi think youâre getting wet, though...â he picks up the pace. âdo you like getting beat on? does it turn you on when i hit you? when i violate you like this?â
ân- no...â
âi guess iâll just have to do it more often, huh?â he ignores you. âbeat you bloody more often. you deserve it, anyway.â
his words hurt. maybe you do deserve it. what had you even done in the first place?
âiâm gonna cum...â he groans. âyour stupid cunt is gonna make me cum.â
ânot inside, omi, not inside...â you try, but it falls ond eaf ears.
you can feel his seed fill you up, thick and warm.Â
âyou disgusting whore,â he groans in your ear. âyou filthy, disgusting whore. fuck.... take it... take my cum...â
I feel like Tsukishima, Kuroo, Tendou or Futakuchi would be perfect yandere bully.
Youâre forgetting about the original obsessive bully - Oikawa. I donât really see it in canon, but this ainât canon and I donât care for his vibes enough to make him seem nice.Â
Heâs just so mean, when he wants to be. He can grin and laugh and play nice when he has to, but as soon as he gets you alone or manages to concrete his moral superiority in the eyes of everyone whose opinion he cares about, the act drops as quickly as that sickly-sweet smile of his. Heâs so blatant about it, too, hitting all the classic marks, writing off every traditional stereotype he can get his hands on, whether heâs stealing your notebooks and leaving them for you to find torn-up and ruined or cornering you in the gymâs locker-room after practice, going on and on about all the awful, degrading things his fan-club says about you, about how it would be so terrible if all those nasty rumors found their way out into the rest of the school. If you try to talk things over with him, youâll only make things worse. Ask to talk to him alone, and heâll tell all his little friends that youâre always following him around, that youâre no better than a lovesick puppy following him around, begging for any scraps of attention he has to give. Confront him, and suddenly you care too much. Youâre the stalker, not him. Youâre the creep. Heâs just the poor, unfortunate popular kid who canât catch a break when it comes to clingy admirers.Â
Maybe if you paid more attention to him, this wouldnât have happened. Maybe if you just came to him willingly, before he had to force your hand, there wouldnât be bruises on your knees and bite-marks littered across your chest, where you canât show them off unless you want to lose whatâs left of your pride. Now, youâre stuck dealing with the cocky, arrogant, needy consequences of your actions, or you can try to salvage whatâs left of your reputations as he does his damnedest to drag your name through the mud. Itâs up to you, honestly, but the path of least resistance is usually the safest... I mean, on a mental level, at least. Oikawaâs got a tight grip, and trust me, no part of you is going to make it out unscathed.Â