To thank you all for following me on this account and @daichidaichidaichi, I thought it would be nice to welcome you all to my little minecraft realm 💜🥺
So here’s the rules!
-you MUST be 18+! This is just due to making everyone feel comfortable and safe! The realm isnt sexual in any way shape or form, but please only apply if you’re 18+ (I will ask for ID but only for date of birth, you can scribble everything else out!!)
-You MUST play on bedrock edition! It doesn’t matter what console or platform you play on, it’s just got to be bedrock, for some reason you can’t cross java and bedrock and you unfortunately can’t join :(
-we do have a discord server to post ideas, chat, send tips etc, you don’t HAVE to join the discord server but it is preferable!! Just let me know!
If this is something you’re interested in- playing minecraft and chatting to other people apply here
I’m going to keep the applications open for a while, I posted it last on @daichidaichidaichi but because I’m horny jailed, it flopped lmao,
I only have room on the server for 7 more people!!!
CW// enemies to lovers ig, fem reader, male and female masturbation, daddy kink, unprotected sex, dirty talk, swearing, cum eating, manhandling, frat boy atsumu, college AU
Thank you @m-mortimer for semi beta reading and supporting me!!
It was always your luck, bad luck. Wherever you were, he was two steps behind. Constantly around you, his voice floating into your ears, annoying and cocky. Ever since you started class with him three months ago; you knew you didn’t like him. He walked in late, too late to be acceptable, with a strut and a smirk gracing his face, his bag slung over his left shoulder. Which in your mind was ridiculous, it would mess up his incredibly good posture and frame, why would you mess with that? Blonde hair that desperately needed toning flashed past as he found his seat behind you, cologne too strong and the music that played in his ears too loud. You didn’t like him. But he was always there.
“You’re sharing a room with Atsumu, they overbooked us, so it looks like you guys will have to share”
The look on your face should have been a give away that you didn’t like this idea. Not one bit, but your teacher had walked away before you could protest, or even beg to not be confined within the same four walls as Atsumu Miya. This college trip was supposed to be calm, relaxing where you do a few museum tours, sleep in a big bed to yourself and indulge in a bubble bath or two. Apparently not.
A bicep brushes your ear, overly strong cologne gracing your personal space, a laugh sings past your other ear, and suddenly you’re surrounded by him.
“Guess we’re roomies, hah?” You could sense the grin on his face before you even turn to look at him, smug bastard, always grinning or smirking or chewing those perfect lip-
“You better not try anything funny, Miya” you grumble as you slide out of his grip, the warmth that was draped over you sliding away.
“Nah, not tonight, I just want a nice shower and an early night”
Suspicious, Atsumu is known as the party animal. Shooting shots off girls' bodies and equally offering people to body shot off his abs (The self proclaimed ‘king of body shots’, either choosing the prettiest girl in the crowd to trail his tongue down, or spreading himself out to be dripped and drooled over). Always posting selfies of him at another party, night after night (documenting his numerous trips to the ER after a drunken stumble or a ‘friendly fight’, lip split and bruised knuckles flashing in front of the camera). You wonder how the bright lights and alcohol doesn’t constantly give him a headache, maybe they did, maybe that’s why he’s so addictively annoying. You should unfollow him, you make a mental note to do that once you get settled, large bed to yourself, clean and cosy as you sleep.
The evening goes quickly; food with friends and exploring the city until the late hours of the night, staring at the lights and buzzing environment around you. You were practically vibrating with happiness until you remembered your rooming situation. Refusing to let it spoil the happy feeling inside you, you decide to quickly change. There was steam rolling out from under the heavy doors, Atsumu was probably showering, giving you the perfect opportunity to change and slide into the sheets, basking in the soft cotton and fresh smelling pillows. Musky steam flows over your head as the bathroom door opens, (revealing him, and nothing but him,) simply draped in a towel around his hips. You don’t let your gaze linger too long but just enough to take in the soft hair (a dark brown, massive contrast to the yellow on his head) travelling down his lower stomach, disappearing under the damp fabric. It’s a long enough look to watch how the light bounces off his tanned, wet skin (eyes daring to follow the droplets making their sinful way down his chest and stomach). He didn’t think to dry off before he left the bathroom?
Peeking out of the top of the sheets, you watch how his shoulders flex and bulge with his every movement, the late night hours making your brain think about things you told yourself you’d never think about. How his shoulders would look as he holds himself over you, how that stupid silver chain hanging around his neck and collarbones would glisten in front of you, ghosting over your face with every movement. How his tanned skin would look so much better with red lines and scratches littered across it (with your marks patching his chest and neck and thighs and -). It’s enough to make the throb between your legs more prominent as you turn over to face the wall. No, you can’t think this, especially not about Atsumu, a new girl every weekend, probably STD crazy, Miya. No.
Loud music from his earphones fill the room, the same loud music you’ve had to put up with for months from behind you; is now a metre or so away from you in a bed. Glancing at the clock it was nearly midnight, 11:48 to be precise, and all you wanted was to sleep. Normally if you couldn’t sleep you’d slide your fingers inside your panties, rubbing your puffy clit until you cum and succumb to darkness in the form of sleep. However the body in the bed next to you, rising and falling with each steady breath meant you couldn’t, right?
“Atsumu?” It was barely audible, the music in his ears too loud to hear your tiny voice from across the space.
“Atsumu” you try again, louder and more daring. Yet he still doesn’t move, no signs of him stirring or noticing you’re calling out for him. Fuck it.
Your legs spread slowly, every sound that is made makes you acutely aware of what you’re about to do, the scrunch of the sheets and slight squeak of the mattress against the headboard makes you freeze. But your fingers still dance down the soft plush of your thighs, inching closer and closer to the damp fabric of your panties. The small wet spot formed as soon as you saw him in that stupid towel, only growing more when you saw even more as he changed into his boxers, nothing you’ve never seen on his socials. (apparently he didn’t like pyjamas. “Too restrictive” he muttered as you snapped at him to “please cover yourself”, a ploy on your behalf to stop your mind wandering; ultimately failing)
The first ghost of your fingers over your clit causes you to gasp, instantly biting your lip to silence yourself; immensely aware of how weird this is, touching yourself whilst the person you hate most sleeps next to you, but it just turns you on more. The next step is to rid yourself of panties, giving you more access to the slick arousal pooling at your entrance, gathering it on your fingers to allow your fingers to glide over the swollen skin, practically throbbing under each touch. Your clits hard and when you apply small, tight circles with a firm touch you have to slap a hand over your mouth to stop yourself from moaning, whimpering out his name and waking him. You blush at the thought of him catching you, how mortified you’d feel if he heard you touching your puffy cunt and crying his name; how you’d never hear the end of it, always known as the girl who touched herself in atsumu miyas presence.
It doesn’t deter you though, the circles on your clit are heaven, thighs shaking and twitching with each firm action your fingers apply to your sex. Two slick fingers sliding inside of yourself, wet lewd noises squelching out as you bury inside yourself, up to the knuckle, not enough but it will do.
“Are ya having fun?”
Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck, he was awake and he heard you, he heard you finger yourself and rub pathetically at your clit. Do you remove your fingers? Alert him even more to the wet sound that will occur when you do? Or do you just stay still until he gives in and rolls over to sleep.
“Don’t stop, keep touching your clit for me, baby”
“Excuse me?”
“You heard me, are ya gonna listen to me for once in your life or keep pretending you're not knuckles deep inside yourself right now?”
The commands made you stomach turn, a gulp stuck in your throat as you whimper out a pathetic “yes”
“Good girl, bet you’re thinking about me, huh?” There’s that shit eating grin again, you can hear it as he teases you. You wonder what else he’s doing, is his cock hard? Straining against the thin fabric of his boxers or is he laughing at you whilst you're spread out for him? Too many questions run through your mind as you think about what to do next, fingers still firmly applied to your throbbing cunt.
“If it helps… I’m stroking my cock for you, thinking it’s your hand” if you listen closely his voice is shaking, breathless grunts leaving his lips every so often filling the room with thick air between you both. “So keep touching that little clit of yours and imagine it’s my fingers, I bet you’d hate that, cumming over my fingers and making a mess of your sheets”
Cocky, but you can’t deny the fact that the words flying your way are turning you on, fingers dancing quickly and swiftly over the nub of nerves that make you see stars.
“Please…” you whine; what you’re whining for you're not sure, but it’s a beg nonetheless. A beg to have a atsumu between your legs, (to have that stupid stupid chain dangling over your face, maybe you’d bite it, tug on it to anger him, make him go harder) and a beg to let you cum.
“Cmon, pretty thing, I know you can do better than that. Wanna hear you cry for me, I know you can. I know you bounce on your fingers every night wishin’ it was my cock. Why don’t you tell me about that?”
“W-wanna… want you inside me, Atsumu, please…” it’s quiet, being deafened by the slick sounds of your soaked pussy and the clicking sounds of his fist hitting his balls with every stroke. Oh how you wish you could see it, where the veins lay under the sensitive skin and how the red leaking tip gets revealed with every pull back of his palm. The thought of wrapping your lips around the head and suckling on the Precum makes your eyes roll into the back of your head, you can almost taste the saltiness on the back of your tongue.
“W-wanna… want you inside me, Atsumu, please…” it’s quiet, being deafened by the slick sounds of your soaked pussy and the clicking sounds of his fist hitting his balls with every stroke. Oh how you wish you could see it, where the veins lay under the sensitive skin and how the red leaking tip gets revealed with every pull back of his palm. The thought of wrapping your lips around the head and suckling on the Precum makes your eyes roll into the back of your head, you can almost taste the saltiness on the back of your tongue.
“Wanna feel your cock deep inside me, please; I need it, need to feel every curve and thrust. It’s the only thing that makes me cum…!”
Sinful is the way you’d describe the groan that leaves his lips deep and the rumble that travels across to you goes straight to your clit, the throb almost painful as you desperately rub against it. If your legs could get any further apart, you’d do so, but they’re basically dislocated to allow your fingers to curl inside you and your wrist to flex quickly, arousal spilling over your knuckles and the sheets below you.
“I wan- need you to tell me everything, everything you want me to do to you”
“Need your mouth against me atsumu-“
He cuts you off before you can even finish the sentence “That’s not my name, what’s my name, baby?”
“Daddy…! Need your mouth against me daddy, please, wanna cum over your tongue and make a mess of your face, I’m yours, you can do anything” the slick sound of his hand has sped up and all you can imagine is his large hand twisting over the head, rough palms squeezing his shaft and cupping his balls. Heavy Balls you so want to suck on, roll them around on your tongue and feel his moans and grunts travel through your body
“Daddy please let me cum, please, I need it so bad, I’ll do anything”
“Oh? You’ll do anything? Cum for me then baby, make a mess over your pathetic hand, wanna hear ya cry for me. You’ll want more, sluts like you always do.”
The dirty words being spat at you tip you over the edge; the coil that was wound so tightly inside your stomach finally snapped. Slick arousal gushing over your fingers; back arched and head thrown back whilst moaning haphazardly for the man you so so hate has you collapsing into the sheets. You can barely heave out any words before the mattress dips and the protective sheets have been ripped from your shaking body.
He was there, in all his annoying glory; the grin you’ve convinced yourself to hate beaming down at you. Your gaze meets his blow pupils and flushed face, acutely aware of his big hands surrounding your head and how hot his body is (not only in looks, the abs and broad shoulders are a plus, but how he’s emitting heat like a furnace) The heat is building at his core and with a curious glance down you can see his cock standing to attention against his stomach, threatening to drop and land heavy against your own stomach.
It’s as pretty as his face is, tanned and a blushing pink head that’s leaking pre cum as if it was lube. The veins that litter the skin are visibly throbbing, one large one up the underside makes your mouth water and a whimper leave your mouth
“You wanted daddy to fuck you, so here he his” he states, the low rumble from his chest travelling to yours and sending shivers up your spine (youve had goosebumps the whole time, every hair on your body standing to attention as he grunts instructions at you, but now having him above you is a different kind of shiver) and before you know have time to beg him to fuck you, his heavy cock is thrusting through your folds: slicking itself up in your own arousal and cum. Everytime the swollen head catches on your clit on his thrust down, your lips part and a tiny gasp, that fills atsumus ears with heaven, falls out
“I can’t- I can’t wait, can I fuck you now? Want daddy buried inside you, baby?”
“Please daddy…!” And the thing you were hoping for the most happens, his lips collide against yours. They’re soft and determined to claim you; tongue pressing against yours and exploring your mouth. Swallowing each others moans and whimpers as he pushes the head of his cock inside your tiny hole was the best part, feeling the vibrations and breaths of air as inch after inch is sheathed inside you.
There’s no rest, no time to catch your breath before he’s pulling away to stare down at you. Taking in your beauty and tits splayed out before him, essentially manhandling you into the position you want. One leg is pushed into your chest and the other pinned to the mattress, strong hands keeping you in place as his cock pulls out almost all the way, pulling the skin back and pushing back in all the way to the hilt. Dragging each vein and ridge against the soft spot inside you that makes you cry out his name.
A swift slap to your clit has you apologising
“I'm sorry! Daddy please… please please please” neither of you know why you’re begging him, he’s fucking you with rigour now, sweaty bodies pressed against eachother and your dream of marking his body up with your marks is coming true. Red lines gracing his back and shoulders, claiming him and marking him for any girl he has within the next few weeks.
“Gonna cum for me, baby? Ya going to make a mess over daddy’s cock? Bet ya are, stupid sluts like you don’t know anything else but cock and cumming” his thumb has made its way to your clit without you realising and is pushing you further and closer to the cliff of orgasm.
“Stupid, cock drunk slut” the degradation being spat at you was overwhelming, mixed with the feeling of his cock and thumb against your cunt; it pushes you over the edge. Pussy fluttering and clenching down on his dick as your orgasm washes over you, lighting your nerves on fire whilst your cunt gushes more slick over his cock.
“Fuc-fuck…” he grunts out, jaw clenched and fingers digging impossibly harder into your skin; definitely bruising you and causing you sore muscles for the rest of the trip. “Cumming, I’m cumming!” He basically shouts out, cock being ripped from inside you. You watch as he desperately fists at his cock until he’s spilling rope after rope of hot cum against your stomach, painting your skin white, marking you as his as you did him. If you were to think too much into it, you’d say it’s quite romantic as he scoops it up into his calloused fingers and slides them between your lips. You’re too fucked out, dazed and sleepy to protest; savouring the salty liquid in your mouth as he collapses onto the mattress next to you.
“You have your own bed, asshole” you pant out as you notice his eyes closed, the stupid stupid chain resting on his chest as he breathes deep and steadily. The stupid yellow of his hair splayed out against your pillows.
“Shut up” and there’s the shit eating grin again, except this time you place a kiss to it, succumbing to the darkness that is sleep.
Flawless, a glowing god. Likes to show off his travels and the things he gets up to, not one to show off his body but if a picture is nice who is he to say no to posting it hehe! Always has good hair and fashion, never has an off day of being on top of his game. No matter who you are, you will be thirsting for Aran when he posts a selfie
KAGEYAMA
Doesn’t understand why people go mad for him in the comments below his photos. But always tends to post shirtless and after shower selfies, messy hair and clean skin, driving everyone mad. His social media marketing team LOVE him because he posts a lot and whenever he feels good!! LOVES wearing jewellery, makes him feel put together even when he’s not wearing much hehe
USHIJIMA
Lots of gym selfies as thats where he lives most of the time, lots of brand deals for clothing or water bottles or trainers so has to post a lot. He also posts videos of him working out and lifting weights. When people ask him why he does this, he says it’s because he wants to help people in the gym… but he doesn’t realise half of the views are from fans crying over him
IWAIZUMI
Living his best California life comes with lots of beach selfies and topless mirror pics, always wearing shorts and t-shirts with jewellery to pull it all together, ALWAYS smiling, tanned and glowing with a drink in hand. Sometimes posts Frat pictures but makki and mattsukawa tease him too much so he deletes them.
OIKAWA
Lots of thirst trap mirror selfies. He worked hard for his body so naturally he’s going to show it off, always has teasing captions to match “imagine the necklace hanging in your face” with a teasing photo, his marketing team have to tell him to calm it down so he’ll post a comfy picture, fully clothed, to calm the fans down, just to post another teasing one a few days later
To thank you all for following me on this account and @daichidaichidaichi, I thought it would be nice to welcome you all to my little minecraft realm 💜🥺
So here’s the rules!
-you MUST be 18+! This is just due to making everyone feel comfortable and safe! The realm isnt sexual in any way shape or form, but please only apply if you’re 18+ (I will ask for ID but only for date of birth, you can scribble everything else out!!)
-You MUST play on bedrock edition! It doesn’t matter what console or platform you play on, it’s just got to be bedrock, for some reason you can’t cross java and bedrock and you unfortunately can’t join :(
-we do have a discord server to post ideas, chat, send tips etc, you don’t HAVE to join the discord server but it is preferable!! Just let me know!
If this is something you’re interested in- playing minecraft and chatting to other people apply here
I’m going to keep the applications open for a while, I posted it last on @daichidaichidaichi but because I’m horny jailed, it flopped lmao,
I only have room on the server for 7 more people!!!
yousharknotpass
andulkaphoto
annaxmalina
snowghoul
kianamaiart
pixelskylines
kaledo-art
