tw: angst, implicit smut… subpar + self indulging <//3. i read it once so idk… likeokah. mdni
thankyou to @leviismybby @keiskyutie for being the bestt babies and teaching me how to write smut💀 ilys 🤍
sae itoshi doesn’t love you, as his strong hands grip your hips, your moans echoing through the room, —he sets the pace kneading into your plushy flesh— your hands gripping the folds of the white sheet, head buried in pillow, he hides away from your gaze.
sae doesn’t fuck you in missionary/mating press, he's afraid his eyes might giveaway his true feelings, the moment they meet yours he'd hate the way you'd look at him, your eyes glimmering with love and affection.. the affection he deprives himself. the same that his heart has yearned each time your hands accidentally brushed washing over the facades he puts up.
sae doesn’t lace your fingers with his, because if he did you'd hold it better and never let it go; daunting him of a possibility where you won't be reach out for him anymore or perhaps when you'll beg him to hold it omce more. he slips off, fisting your wrists as you ask for him to trust that you'll catch him.
sae deafens himself to your sweet moans and melodic cries of I Love Yous, his name slipping off your lips effortlessly.
he'd hate the way you’d run your hands through his hair… tugging, eyes fluttering as you’d clench around his girth, your touch burns him from the inside, as your vulnerabilities seeps through naked. he’d blind himself to your smile, telling himself one day he'd be the reason you'll lose it.
you'd be a naked soul under him ready to give your all, without asking for an ounce in return. the moeent where his head would touch yours, all his weapons turning usless against the urge to hold you close, to have your hearts beating as one. he'd find himself at mercy of your peace. the intimacy of the moment driving away his fears. he'd hate the urge to kiss your soft lips, for it may unveil histrue self. its too weak, you're too weak to bring his walls down he chants like a prayer while a ray peaks through the dark alleys of his crooked heart.
you’re not enough, you wont ever be, no matter what lies you feed yourself as he lays next to you, giving away not even bits to hold onto. he shuts you out. you wont be the one to hear his aching heart beat. "love need not be a two way street sae" you whisper to his back, inaudible.
you eat your own words, a hand hanging in mid air, maybe one day he'll let someone in, someone capable to fight his inner demons… someone he’d reach out to. and you widthdraw your hand, “its too early…”, “…he's too broken” you're not the one.
01:44 AM: bf!sae who absentmindedly fingers you. youre both just laying on the bed scrolling through your phones/laptops. and his hand just slides inside your trousers. he is just caressing those thighs.. gently squeezing them every here and now. when it starts to slips inside your panties. bf!sae loves to finger you. eating you out is definitely on the list but not as much as he loves to finger you. and its always at such unpleasant timings. you’re working on your laptop or reading a book, his fingers are slipping inside, your slick folds, swiping across your slit. a drive with with him, those trousers/skirts are coming off. he loves to bury his thick fingers in your cunt… edge you purposely and let you make a a mess on them. if youre going clubbing with him… its already a no panties zone. he’s booking those vip lounges for a private show of you. sae might hate pda but something about seeing you make those absolutely pretty faces in public, eating away your whines as he lazily works his fingers inside you… you squirming and tugging onto him, desperately trying to mask it off while he whispers filth in your ears. its pointless to argue with him. it gets him going. there are two things that gets the best of him, soccer and your pussy. he is secretly a pussy worshipper just doesnt show it.
note: if we flip tables and what if youre the mangaka character and your fav simps on you… these are some adequate subpar headcanons… 🫠 (i dont write so lmao bear w me 🤭) thankies to Ai <3 @gojoest-main for indulging always mum ily and SOBS GOJO IS BASED ON WHAT AI SAID🤭)
the husband
YN IS HIS LOML. he is huge on selfship community! HIM AND EVERYONE CALLS HIM YOUR TRUE HUBBY! he has a whole lot of selfship arts with you. he might go broke with all the merch but he cant help it every time he sees your fanarts or a new chapter drops, he goes feral. PINTEREST MOODBOARDS, PLAYLISTS YOU NAME IT. HE HAS IT. he is defending you on every website, writing little self indulging drabbles about you. he knows you well, his little head canons are cannoned by all of your fans. your his f/o and nobody can change it. he either talks about you infront of his friends and he has gained a reputation because of it or leads teh secret life… there is no inbetween. has the sweetest selfship headcanons but occasionally tweets regular horny one liners about how bad he wants to be fucked by you, or about how much he wants to cum inside you and get you pregnant.
gojo?, reo, kise chuuya, isagi, yuuji, taiga, ran + anyone who fits the criteria
the loyal hoe
he has too many blorbos, he knows it. BUT YOURE HIS MAIN BLORBO, HIS BIGGEST SELFSHIP/ THE ONE HE KEEPS CRAWLING BACK TO. it can be put as you made him standout. IS 25/8 YN BRAINROT AND TWEETS HORNIEST STUFF. HE ONLY SURVIVES ON SMUT AND BREATHES TO THE THOUGHTS OF YOUR AROUSAL. writes the best sex stuff. he keeps hopping from one to another but everyone knows he is your biggest whore. UNHINGED. crazy lot of nsfw fanarts of you, has patreon subscription to see all those fanarts. it doenst matter where he is, work/home/cafe. HE IS THIRSTING ABOUT YOU. writes about the shapes of your labia/cock and can write poetry on your body.
SHIDOU, karasu, dazai, GOJO, sukuna, toji, BACHIRA, aomine(ik.. but if he could write), ranpo, EREN, kaiser, jean + anyone who fits the criteria
the sweetheart
he isnt extremely active. somewhere in between the worlds. he calls himself your cheerleader, your number one supporter. he has tons of art saved of you might/might not be on budget. has one commissioned selfship with you. he loves you and probably has the most pure of the selfship with horniness served as dessert. (NO ONE CAN ESCAPE IT) occasionally indulges in you. is mostly very sfw!! but his head is full of all the sexi stuff. loves to talk about you… if anyone strikes a conversation about you he can write verbal books. CERTIFIED SIMP. his selfship is uwu. doesnt go big on it but is a soft fan.
kenyu, hiori, isagi, yuuta, megumi?, chifuyu, rindou, kakucho, connie, atsushi + anyone who fits the criteria
the silent one
he has been your fan since the start, the first time he laid his eyes of your 2d character design, your story, your everything captured him. he loves you from afar.. isnt really active but has a small pinterest board or a playlist of you that he silently indulges in. has no idea what selfships are but you’re a coping mechanism for him (sometimes). if you were real, he’d treat you so much better than the shitty charcter you’re stuck with. doesn’t pick fights online but wouldn’t hesitate if someone crossed a line. he doesnt realize but thinks of you more than a fictional character. probably is the healthiest out of the five. none of his irls know about his fixation of you and it would never see the light of the day. IF LOYALTY WAS A PERSON IT WOULD BE HIM. period.
nanami, rin, ness, levi, erwin, akutagawa + anyone who fits the criteria
the idgaf
he simps only for you. he has posters of you and is not ashamed. people know about you being his favourite character but he is scary so nobody can ask it about. has minimal/no online presence. but keeps signed copies of the mangakas. JERKS OFF TO YOUR POSTERS UNABASHED. he follows one fan account and prolly goes anon sometimes. heavily reads your smut or hasn’t scratched the surface you cant tell. YOURE NOT A CHARACTER, YOURE HIS FAVOURITE. ANOTHER ONE WHO DOENST KNOW WHAT SEFSHIPS ARE, BUT HEAVILY CREAMS THINKING OF YOU and has wild fantasies about you.
sae, aomine, shoichi, oliver, izana, kaiser(idk), baji, naoya, mikey, wc kunigami, ranpo + anyone who fits the criteria
zen speaks: i’ll do a yn as diff as character tropes drabbles too 🤭 so wtevrhr <3
sae fucks you good please okay thankyou. okay TOP MEAN DOM SEX. I AM SPITTING FACTS AND NO SMUT LMAOSSSJSJ PLEASE SAE IS ADDICTED TO YOUR BACK ARCHES.. when YOUR ASS PLOPS OUT.. AND HE LOVES TO SHOVE THAT FACE IN PILLOW.. his chain that hangs and the cold metal that keeps grazing yoru back of neck. he loves to grab your neck, yanking you agisnt his chest. AND YORE TELLING ME THIS MAN DOESNT FUCK ON YOU HIGHWAYS AGAINST HIS SPORTS CARS… HE IS FULL ON OHMAMI BY CHASE ATLANTIC NOT KIDDING.
oliver aiku is a plethoras of one bad decision after another. that next drink you know you should avoid, but it feels so good to numb those feelings for once in a while. he is the acid burn, sour in your throat but so addictive you wanna take another one. He is your escape, your flip switch when things start falling apart. You dont love him, but need him in your veins, intoxicating you. Its shallow and pathetic, how badly you want him to run into his embrace, let his hands run wild on you body, thread pieces of you with his wrecked touches scathing the lines of your sanity.
“oli..I-I nee-need yuh..” You breathe tugging his hair restlessly slamming your hips roughly onto his face weeping for his tongue and heaving laps. you’re embarrassing yourself but he does it so well. he lets you use him. you’ve done this multiple times and you crawl back each time with more guilt but he lets it slip away everytime. Because when you are on top of him, arching your back so skittishly, the devil peaking through those untainted eyes and your walls clenching, sucking him in, he loses it. “aiku tell me if i’m doing well” that sweet honey like voice, this good girl facde you put for him, it catches him offguard in these games you tool around with him. “you fuck me so well doll, fuck i need you so bad”
“Aik-Aiku.. do i?”
“Ye-yes doll”
To have you crying and moaning his name, for tonite, is all he’s ever wanted,, and you answer his prayers like a damned goddess.
He gives you those eyes. those eyes that makes you feel in power. For the love of god you’re in control…the leash youve got over him, like he is only made to satisfy you and only you. he kneels to your insecurities and kisses your doubts. You deny of him affection but derange him with your fleeting kisses. bruises across his chest, mmark him down for his thronehe’s not him. He can never be him. he is aware, never prays but waits for your doom, so you can redeem yourself in his burning heat and starved touches.
03:07 AM: listening to cold/mess and realizing, how much sae loves body contact… yes he’s not big on pda.. he hates holding hands… its clamping and sweaty. But he loves to sleep to naked with you… atleast shirtless for sure, the both of you. he loves the feeling of you falling asleep with your back pressed against his chest… arms tightly wrapped and intertwinedwith your hands… and sometime when you turn around in your slumber to face him. He surely forgit to breathe there for the second. He caresses those cheeks, gently tucking your behind. pulling you towards him… kissing your forehead.. sae loves to kiss your temples and forehead… its his comfort space… you’re his comfort… he is unsure as to why you’d choose him… he doesn’t give alot… but when you unconsciously snuggle into his chest holding onto his arm… he realizes how deep he is in with you… your soft mumbles snaps him out. “I am bad at this.. fuck.. worse… but you get it dont you…” he whispers in before embracing you for the night.
you hear him whisper an i love you, but you dont say it back out loud… you’re too sleepy… and moreover its his moment… you let him have it snuggling in a little more, rubbing your nose on his chest. it makes him smile.
walking in on shoichi watching porn is so normal like a random tuesday afternoon. you dont even find him jerking off to it. eyes squinted, he’s lost in some other thought. “shoichi turn the volume down” you side eye him. thats when he see yours narrowed brows. “shi fuck baby..” there is that million dollar smile on his face, he fixes his glasses. you take the spot next to him rubbing his crotch painfully slow… the way he gets so hard almost instantaneously is such a turn on for you.
