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I’m Jules 28 she/her mdi/nsfw profile! Ask anything you want! I do take requests!

[xxstormyprincessxx]

Hey all! So as you see I’ve posted miscellaneous stories, I do accept requests! I do have a couple rules for accepting requests.

1.) characters you want involved.

2.) if you want kinks involved let me know. Kinks I will write for mainly are ddlg, non-con, consensual non-con, bdsm, incest, breeding, forced breeding, body worship/shaming. I’ll do others as long as you are specific! I will also do agr if asked.

3.) if you want reader to be a sibling to a different character that’s always welcome! I’m always open to anything! 😊😊

feel free to request any thing 😊😊😊

Things I will not write for are as follows:

Vomit/feces, character x character, underage (of it is 1 year underage I’ll consider it anything more no.) character x oc.

[vanillaz0mbiecupcakez]

Raw.

[hotchs-big-hands]

Raw, day or night, anywhere he wants when he wants it, any position, any pace, as many rounds as he wants-

[bat-eclecticwolfbouquet-love]

Tomura's valentines day consists of him giving you his thick cock all day. Filling you up with his warm cum over and over. This is how he shows his love for you. He's naked and giving you his most sensitive part, something no one else gets, only you.

Your gift to him is yourself. You're showing him how much you trust him by laying underneath him, vulnerable and bare. Moans of his name tell him you love him. They let him know you're enjoying his touch, that you're getting off to him. And for Shigaraki hearing how much you want him, need him, that's the best thing you could ever give him.

[saeun]

sleep huggers analysis very multi-charactered.

sum. how they sleep basically !

kaveh, denji, ran & megumi

throws on leg over you and wraps an arm on top of you. you're not going ANYWHERE once he has you trapped & wrapped.

sometimes his hand finds itself on your face and you wake up in a panic bc you couldn't breathe but turns out it was just your loving boyfriend suffocating the fuck out of you (lovingly)

likes to play it cool and all dominant talking about being the "big spoon" but ends up face nuzzled in your chest with a smile on his face

scaramouche, aki & rindou

doesn't really fall asleep hugging you but finds himself unconciously dragging you on top of him as if you're a teddy bear.

wakes up confused and is seconds away from pushing whatever is on him but realizes that it's you.

he wakes up randomly in the middle of the night and if you're not on him, he rolls over and pulls you in his arms.

childe, yoshida, sanzu & yuuji

oh you are 100% NOT going anywhere. you can't even turn.

yeah this man sleeps like he's on a MISSION to protect you. what is he dreaming about for him to squeeze you like you're a sponge??

whenever you complain to him he's all like "okay i'm sorry babe. it won't happen again." and then the next night he does the same thing.

acts as if you found another man and left him as a single father when you won't snuggle into his arms.

"what do you mean you're not gonna sleep in my embrace tonight?"

[mci-writing]

Yum yum would you be comfortable to make headcanons for katsuki shoto and or izuku if u want with a S/O horrible depression yum yum also I lovvve you writing💖💗💘❣️

Midoriya, Bakugou, and Todoroki’s S/o Has Some Mad Dash Depressies:

(10/20)

Midoriya Izuku: 

If anyone’s concerned over you constantly, it’s Midoriya

He tries his best to be there for you and let you know that everything is going to be fine

He lets you wallow in it in your own way (So long as it’s healthy) and even does try to find other way to help cheer you up whenever he can

He tries to make sure you’re comfortable with anything

Tends to leave you complementary and uplifting messages everywhere for you to see

If you’re on a medicine or drug assigned by a doctor to help you get through it, he’s helping in making sure you get the appropriate doses at the appropriate times

He’s also watching out for your own self care schedules, this including eating and sleeping, and making sure you’re doing it in a healthy way

He’s a willing ear to listen when you need to vent your feelings or talk things out and he happily buys you any needed utensils for drawing or writing out your feelings if you prefer that instead

Bakugou Katsuki:

While he isn’t the most expressive, he cares a lot about you

He’s constantly checking up on you without trying to make it obvious and he makes sure to ask you questions that give him an idea of how you’re feeling or what your symptoms are

He hits you up for medicine when it’s time and has fed it to you on various occasions

He’s learned how to do hair for you on those days where you don’t have the energy to and he’s gone out of his way to make you lunches (and dinner when it comes down to it)

He’s careful about how you conduct yourself and he tries his best not to be too tsundere towards you, especially if you’re having an off day

He’s not the best at directly complimenting or directly building people up, but he’s going to do his best (even if Kirishima has to help him in the long run)

If you come to him about wanting to talk or vent out your feelings, he won’t be the most expressive, but he will hold you close as you talk out your frustrations and try to give advice to the best of his ability when asked to

Todoroki Shouto:

If anyone understands the frustrations of dealing with mentally tearing yourself down, it’s Shouto

He’s going to be a shoulder for you to cry on and he’s willing to help you in any way he can

He sets his schedule for both of you to remember when to take your medicine if you need any

He’s going to be the one to find you entertaining ways to let your mind rest for a bit from all of the stress with things you personally enjoy

He helps you find proactive and healthy ways to cope that the two of you could participate in together if it’s ever needed

He gives you quite a bit of space when you asked for it and won’t push or pry for you to tell him about anything that’s bothering you

He asks questions, similar to Bakugou, and he tries to stir them in a non-cornering way to let you know you’re safe

He’s a willing participant in cuddling when you request for it and keeps you n whatever side you prefer for that instance

[stvllioner]

Would you mind doing dick size headcanons for Bakugo, Deku, Iida, Kirishima and whoever else you want? Now I'm really curious XD

👑 Bakugou x Reader // Midoriya x Reader // Iida x Reader // Kirishima x Reader // Todoroki x Reader // Dabi x Reader // Overhaul

warnings: yall arent ready for this.

a/n: it had to be done.

Bakugou:

lets say this boi has LENGTH and WIDTH.

open your mouth wide bc this bitch is hung.

veiny and healthy bc of his healthy lifestyle. <3

curves a lil to the side so hes always blowin out the right spots in you period eriod.

but his cum taste motherfucking delicious too.

his dick print is always apperant – no matter hard or not bc thats how big he is period eriod.

6. flaccid. 7.5. erect. dont fight me on this.

but idk how likely it is that he is circumcised or not, i think hes not.

inviting trim that makes you WANT to suck his dick.

Miodriya:

im saying hes smaller than bakugou, probably wide tho.

probably 6 inches, somewhere around there, maybe 6.5 if hard.

like bakugou, prob eats healthy but not as much, so hes cum is a lil salty.

his length points out straight and curves up.

i think hes circumcised.

clean cut definitely.

Iida:

this boi is big okay.

its gotta fit his physique, lets not be dumb.

definitely more on the length side than width.

would say prob 7 inches maybe 7.5-8.

like common look at his genes sis, we know hes packin.

hes cum prob tastes sweet (not like sweet sweet, pleasant to taste tho??) bc hes constantly drinking orange juice to keep running.

his dick is normal, some veins here and there.

pretty dick, circumcised.

not fully shaved tho, keeps it well maintained for his s/o tho.

Kirishima:

okay red riot, we know youre packing sir.

he exercising a ton, so we’re going to assume that his blood is always… flowing.

always hard probably all the time.

i wanna say even with his height, but hes not that but we’ll go with something like iida (although height is not the same).

i feel like kirishima is a more laid back bakugou, so im saying he tastes like delicious. maybe a lil on the salty side.

dick curves up a bit.

not circumcised.

trimmed cause its manly. *flexes*

Todoroki:

yummy boi.

not only does his cum taste good, his dick does too prob.

LMAO but like would he have half and half pube hair? can someone search this up for me for people who have his condition.

he prob hangs 7-8, these numbers are big but so are these boys.

i think hes like bakugou, the whole package thatswhytheyrealwaysarguing.

but shines more on the wide part.

he prob gets it from his dad cause aint all that tall-

um where was i going with this?

prob shaved his pubes, but its like never always, just mostly always kept tammed.

just know he keeps its well just for you.

Dabi:

alright kiddos move A FUCKIN SIDE.

this bitch-

doesnt even CARE hes got it.

he just knows and hes like “you got a problem with it?”

which you totally dont.

why would you?

we’re going for a deadly dick.

put that how you will.

just know its a task to give him a blowjob and its leaving you a bit sore after fucking.

but since its dabi, you better get use to it doll. ; )

Overhaul:

okay,,, last one.

hes no far behind on the big dick train.

prob co-conductor.

cleanest penis btw.

always shaved.

assuming he eats well? so his cum is pretty tasty as well.

but like i said before, he probably doesnt like oral so we wouldnt know how he tastes.

but he does wreck your insides no matter what pace hes going at.

[madamechrissy]

Suguru Geto can't get his mind off his little girls' pretty teacher. You're always smiling at him when he picks Mimiko and Nanako up from school, he may or may not be the first parent there. He may or may not be searching for whatever perfume you wear just so he can inhale it all the time.

Suguru has been a single dad for years, he adopted his kids when they were just babies, and he's been fine with that. He has a business to run, he has a busy life, and dating wasn't something he was actively looking to do.

Until all he could think of was asking you out.

How does he ask you out, and how do you make him so nervous, in your pretty sweaters, with those glasses on the bridge of your nose, so soft and sweet. He plays it over in his head, working up the courage to just say - let's have dinner, let me take you out, let's catch a movie.

Yet he can't say the words, he's stuttered and tongue tied. Satoru loves to make fun of him over it when he comes over, smacking his back and in that annoying gojo voice saying - 'ya ask the pretty teacher out yet Sugu!?'

He thinks about it as he heads in for his coffee on the weekend, the girls are with a sitter because he has a meeting, and that's when Suguru runs right into you. Literally, he smacks right into your body, and almost knocks you over.

"Oof!" You damn near fall, if not for his arm wrapping around you quickly, his breath tickling against the skin of your neck, leaving little goosebumps everywhere.

Your eyes lock.

"Mr. Geto! I'm so sorry," you back off just a bit, eyes lowering, lashes casting shadows on your cheeks. "How are you?"

"I'm... you're... um..."

Talk, Suguru, talk.

He can practically hear Satoru in his damn head laughing - Suguru hasn't ever been shy around women, what was happening? Is it your pretty eyes, those glossy lips that he wants to taste, is it the way your waist feels in his big hands?

"What is it?" You ask softly, then Suguru stutters again, blush dancing across his high cheek bones.

"I want to... I'd like to..."

You patiently wait, still in his arms in this coffee shop, tilting your head curiously. Did Suguru like you maybe!? You do think he's so handsome, but you don't want to be innapropriate or be too forward with him!

"Like get a coffee or-"

Suguru can't stop what spills out of his lips as he feels your body against his.

"Eat your pussy and spit in your mouth."

You blink.

"Wha-!?"

"Wha-!?"

hehehe should I continueee??

[beebymoonlight]

ghost has never let you see under his mask—but you could care less. (18+)

you love your big bear. ghost was just misunderstood. he might have seemed cold and unapproachable, but it wasn't like that between the two of you, and despite his reluctance to show you his face, he was the kind of man that you think you've waited your whole life for.

you're opposites. where ghost does not budge, you melt. where he darkens a corner, you light it right back up. you're often in a constant state of laughter, and you don't really know if ghost even has the muscle memory to smile anymore.

it doesn't matter. not to you.

you don't think anyone understands the two of you, but that's okay. the first time you met his team, johnny asked if you were a paid actress. you'd squealed with delight when you saw ghost, for the first time after weeks apart, arms wrapped around his neck as you hung from him and kissed his masked face over and over again.

"simon!" you gasped, making the most obnoxious kissing noises as you cradled his cheek and pressed your lips to his temple. "oh, simon, i missed you, baby..."

johnny did not believe his eyes that night. the way ghost's lashes fluttered at the sound of your voice. the loosening of his shoulders, the way he bent so he could press his face to yours as you mumbled in his ear and stroked a thumb over his cheek. ghost towered over you by a great deal, but you all but dragged him down to your level, lips puckered, glossy kisses staining the front of his mask now as you cooed at him and scratched at the nape of his neck.

the only downside to ghost's mask was the lack of proper kissing. you had only ever kissed him through fabric. in the beginning, it was hot. ghost's mask was one of the things that drew you to him in the first place. seeing nothing but his eyes was how you really noticed how hungry he was for you the first night you met. heavy, lidded, glazed-over when he first saw you—the same way he looks at you all the time now, the same look that got you into his bed that very first time and the same look that keeps you in it now.

he likes you on top. arms wrapped around his neck, seated up in his lap, mouth open as you pant against his mask as you bounce on his cock.

"you feel so good, baby," you whimper, your nails scratching along the back of his balaclava. you cup the back of his head, moaning softly as you sit down as low as you can and grind your hips against his. your pussy is pulsing—ghost smells fresh off an op, and you like him that way. eye-black smudged around his eyes. mask that smells like sand and sweat. fingernails dark with something bloody, cupped under your ass as he squeezes and tells you how hard it was to wait this long to have you again.

"tha' right, luv?" ghost sighs. "you missed me, yeah?"

"yeahhh," you whine. "i-i missed you, simon—missed you so much, missed how b-big you are—"

"i'm big, yeah?" ghost laughs.

"yeah—" you nod, closing your mouth around his through the fabric, pressing your tongue against him even though you can't taste him. you soak the front of his mask with a messy kiss, and he groans. "you're so pretty, simon...missed every bit of you."

you don't know why it hits him then, the kind of love you have between you. ghost is ugly. his entire body is a mess of traumatic history. his skin has been peeled, burned, branded, pulled apart. there's tattoos in the places he hated to look at the most, and where there isn't, a map of what people have done to him, a terrible story he tells involuntarily every time he lets his skin show.

but to have his girl call him pretty? to feel her cunt so fucking wet because it's him she's fucking? to have the ability to make her come just by sitting there, wordless, letting her touch herself with nothing but his body on display—fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck—

you don't speak as he pushes his mask up over his nose. he goes no further, just reveals his lips, and your hands shake as you cup his jaw and stare down at him through wet eyes.

your big bear. what a sight.

when he opens his mouth, you see his chipped teeth. the skin of his lips has been torn apart and messily put back together, leaving behind pink, puffy scar tissue and criss-cross patterns across his chin. there's so much texture, so much you want to ask about, but the more important revelation is how pretty ghost really is.

not pretty in the conventional way, but that way is so boring. he's pretty in the way that only a few could maybe understand. pretty in the sense that he survived. pretty in the sense that he's looking at you, and he's blushing, and there's a slight smile on his face as you squeeze your thighs around his hips and come all over his cock with just one real kiss.

messy, nasty little kiss. your teeth hit his, tongue sliding over his lips before finding his own. you dig your nails into his chest as you keep your hips moving, riding out that blissful orgasm as you taste something new and warm inside of his mouth.

maybe he'll never show you his face. maybe you'll never get to reveal all of him to yourself, but that's okay.

you're on your back now, hands up over your head, and your back arches and eyes roll back into your head as ghost peels back the hood of your clit and slides that pink tongue over you.

you don't need to know what his face looks like. your pussy already recognizes him just fine, and she's coming in his mouth to prove it.

[reignpage]

In which you love to watch Neighbour!Choso jerk off 18+

Neighbour!Choso who pounds away on his bass with his brothers at ungodly hours, the whole garage rattling like it’s about to collapse, the walls trembling with noise while the rest of the neighbourhood curses his entire family’s existence. He doesn’t care — in fact, the louder the complaints, the louder he plays.

Neighbour!Choso who’s all piercings and tattoos, hot in a way that feels unfair. His window sits right across from yours, and you’ve caught yourself looking, more than once, when he strips off his shirt without bothering to close the curtains. And really, is it your fault if he doesn’t seem to mind being watched?

Neighbour!Choso who is none the wiser when you realise he has a healthy sexual appetite, sitting on his bed and jerking off like clockwork at 3am without fail — when his band finally gives it a rest and he has time to himself. He shrugs off his tight black shirt, revealing chiselled abs and a happy trail you can see all the way from your house. His Calvin Klein hangs low, band visible from his ripped jeans. 

Ringed hand is brought up to his lips where he crudely spits onto his fingers before he creeps it into his jeans. Curtains carefully split just enough for one eye, you continue watching, ashamed but so turned on. After all, you’ve had a crush on this guy since forever, finding his bad boy aesthetic so lip-biting and his brooding nature panty-dropping. Just barely, you see him throw his head back, a flush growing on his bare chest and climbing up his slender neck. Frustrated by the tight constraints of jeans and boxers, you can only assume, he tugs his cock out.

You gasp.

It’s long, thick and pink in the prettiest way. His hand moves furiously, up and down, up, down, up, down, circling the head, up and down, thumbing the slit, massaging his balls, pinching his nipples, up and down, up and down, and dropping a fat drop of spit on his cockhead. 

“Oh god…” You mutter, breathless and unblinking. “Is that a piercing on his tip? Jesus…”

When he cums, it’s with a long moan and a back arch, abs clenching hard. Thick white ropes of cum spurts all over his torso, dirtying his body. He pants, slowly jerking the last drops out of his cock before he falls back onto his bed, content to fall asleep in his own mess. You shut the curtains and stay up all night with your fingers in your own pants.

Neighbour!Choso who sometimes knocks at your door with cake or other sweet treats that his parents made just for you and your family. He brings little Yuji when he can and lingers by the door longer than he needs to, leaning against the door frame, arms crossed and pig-tailed hair ruffling with his head tilt. Features sharp, a small smile plays on his lips as he listens to you ramble about your time at college and how happy you are to be back for the summer. 

“I’m happy you’re back too.”

Flustered and not bothering to hide your glee, you ask, “Really?”

“Yeah, ‘course. Missed having an audience when I jerk off to you.” With that one sentence, he renders you speechless, jaw dropping to the floor. He chuckles, two fingers pressing to your chin to shut your lips together. “Hope your family likes the chocolate cake. I added a special ingredient just for you.” 

Neighbour!Choso winks and waves goodbye, silver rings glinting, ushering Yuji away and retreating home. That evening, you don’t peek like you usually do, too embarrassed and guilty. But the next morning, when you brave one, just one, look, you’re gobsmacked to find a sheet of paper taped to his window. It spells out,

Don’t get shy on me now. It hurts my feelings :(

A basic but classic trope. Although, if I was reader, my curtains would be wide open and we'd be having a jerk off. If he wins he's eating my ass and if he loses, I peg his

[xxstormyprincessxx]

He had 5 rules you had to follow.

1.) never be seen with him.

2.) Never tell anyone you were messing around

3.) Never mess with anyone who wasn’t him

4.) You were not to save his number, text him or call him

5.) No matter what you were to wait for him to contact you and you were to come when he called.

Those were his rules. He’d learned your schedule, knew almost everything about you, and he knew you’d do anything to gain his approval.

It was the bad guy fantasy, you knew that good and well. You knew one day you’d be tossed aside or killed by his hand, but something about him kept you obsessed. Maybe it was the way he’d put four fingers around your throat reminding you who he was. Maybe it was the way that he left you a mess after every meeting.

You’d done it everywhere. A car, back alley, your bed, your office, in a park at night. It always leaves you feeling like a call girl. He never was kind, never gentle words you longed for, never sweet kisses.

It was primal fucking. You had remained faithful to him despite knowing he was messing with other women. It always broke you. Always left you feeling sick. You knew the woman he messed with, long legs, hourglass figure, always slim, always beautiful. Always everything you weren’t.

“Why does he keep me around?” You asked yourself as you sat in the dewy grass. “If he’s messing with other women, why keep me around?” Your voice barely above a whisper.

“Because. You’re a fun toy.” His creaky voice whispered next to your ear. A squeak left your mouth as you spun, swinging your hand only for it to collide with an all too familiar arm.

“Tomura!” You whisper yelled. “Don’t do that shit.” You scolded, annoyed.

“Coward.” He laughed, staring down at you. “Come on. Let’s get this over with. I have shit to do.” He smirked, draping his arm across your shoulders.

“Okay.” You Said eyes staring at the path ahead of you as your mind went blank. Lately you’d begun shutting down during your secret rendezvous. You hated feeling so filthy.

Without warning you found yourself on your back in the dirt, the smell of damp earth filling your nose as crimson eyes pierced into your own. “Aw. Is the poor little hero feeling used?” Tomura laughed as he tore your shirt open. A whimper slipped past your lips.

“N-no.” You shook your head. Feeling his cool fingers Tracing your curves you could feel yourself shudder.

“Don’t lie. I know you feel like a disgusting, used little whore. Which you are. But you’re my disgusting used whore.” He whispered into your ear as his hands slid your pants and panties down. “Look at you, dripping wet and I haven’t even touched you yet, your body is trained so well.” His breath fanned against your neck as his hands rested on either side of your head.

“T-Tomura.” You whimpered softly. You could feel his tongue running up the side of your neck. A soft moan left your lips as he hooked two fingers into your shorts and dragged them down your thighs deliberately letting four fingers touch your skin but keeping his pinkies folded in to avoid killing you.

“That’s it, hero slut, call my name. Call for the villain you love and long for, remember it as it’ll be the only name you ever whine.“ he laughed maniacally, his eyes glowing in the dark. Your eyes welled up, how had he known? Whimpering you went to shove him off.

“Get off me Shigaraki. I don’t want this any more.” You whispered, controlling your emotions best you could. Before you could process you found yourself facedown in the dirt coughing as the dirt entered your mouth. “Let me go!” You snarled, flattening your hand on the ground causing a tree root to explode and slam into him.

“You little bitch!” He snarled, suddenly you watched the root crumble as he slammed his hand against it. “You will give me what I want, or I’ll kill you and that baby inside you.” Your eyes widened as you looked into his manic smile and crimson eyes. “Oh! You didn’t know? Ha! Inside your womb you carry my child, a child that one day will become the best villain alive!” He declared.

Tears streamed down your dirty face leaving muddy tracks. “How do you know I’m pregnant! You've used protection!” You yelled, voice raising as he held you to the ground with his palm while his other hand freed his throbbing cock.

“Oh baby, I poked holes in every condom. I wanted to make sure you ended up bred, so I can watch as you gave the shame of never being able to publicly tell people you’re carrying the baby of a villain.” He laughed, his manic laughter turned to a loud groan as he pushed inside your walls. A gasp of pain left your parted lips.

The sex was rough as Tomura gripped your thighs with his arms and dragged you back against him, his balls colliding with your ass, his fingers rubbing circles on your clit. As the tears fell you could feel your end rising fast as his hips stuttered.

“Come on baby that’s it you filthy little whore, cum for me! Cum on your baby daddy’s cock, cum knowing you’re the mother of my child. From this day on you will be my wife.” He declared to the empty air as he felt your walls clamp. “Don’t think I love you though, no no I have no need for love, simply a body to carry children for me, and possibly the other members of the league.” He whispered, lips brushing yours, you felt the hot ropes of cum spurt inside you as he pulled out letting the rest land on your labia.

“I’ll never be your wife, and I sure as fuck won’t be keeping this child!” You yelled swinging at him. “Damn you!” You yowled.

“Oh but baby, life giver, little pet slut you will be. It’s okay. One day you’ll be able to accept this.” His lips clashed with yours. “Good bye little slut.” He said running his finger tips along your plush abdomen, “and goodbye my little child, you’ll be hearing daddy’s voice again real soon, make sure mommy is a good little pet.” He laid a chaste kiss to your stomach before standing and starting to walk away. Before he disappeared he uttered a statement full of power and malice, “Oh and one more thing, save my number, you’ll have to contact me about the baby. But remember I don’t love you, I only love what you can do for me baby. See you around mommy dearest.” His grin stretching across his face, his crimson eyes meeting your own glassy e/c ones.

As you layed there, broken, dirty, tear stained, blood clinging to your labia and thighs, Tomura’s still wet cum running down your abused pussy. You realized he was right. You weren’t going to have a choice, if anyone knew you were carrying his child you’d be ostracized.

Tomura Shiguraki had five rules:

1.) Never be seen with him.

2.) Never tell anyone you’re pregnant with his child and messing around.

3.) Never mess with someone else.

4.) You were to save his number and text him about this child.

5.) No matter what, you’d be his wife with or without your consent.

[lucidsei]

So it’s such a long shot but wind breaker guys that seem vanilla but have the wildest kinks! Would you be willing to do something along this line? Your writing is phenomenal btw! ❤️

thank you so much for the kind words 🥲 and yesyesyes i’m more than willing to 🤍 sorry this took so long i was thinking really hard (hopefully this isn’t too ooc). i don’t think these are that wild, just what i think what they’d be into:

sakura haruka — would probably have an ownership kink. love marks hidden under his clothes, letting you take full control in the bedroom, riding and marking him, always reminding him of who he belongs to. nothing turns him on more than belonging completely to you. he loves being claimed — maybe even tied up and helpless while you’re making him feel good, watching him beg to at least let him touch you.

togame jo — yeah, he’s a gentleman. but behind closed doors i can see him whispering praises into your ears, edging you first, then overstimulating you until you’re a sobbing, trembling mess. it’s sweetly twisted, how he’s so gentle yet making you fall apart completely under him. he likes seeing your tears, your expression, seeing how needy and desperate you get for him.

kaji ren — i can see him being really messy during sex — messy marathon rounds, sweat, cum, and spit everywhere. he doesn’t care about looking really filthy, he wants it loud and raw, fucking you until you’re both overwhelmed. oh and he’ll mark you like a wild animal, leaving bite marks and hickies everywhere.

umemiya hajime — forced submission. he’s strong and dependable until you pin him down, becoming all needy and desperate. having his power stripped away from him during sex is probably the most thrilling thing, especially because it’s you. he finds it so incredibly erotic when you’re the one taking charge, making him beg, reminding him of how pathetic he is.

hiiragi toma — he’s usually the one taking the lead until he’s with his partner, letting himself get dragged around. not that he has a kink for it exactly, but if you want it, he won’t say no. this is entirely dependent on his partner but i can see him trying to stifle his moans while you suck him off somewhere hidden barely out of the public eye or tucked away in the corner, hoping that nobody catches you guys.

suo hayato — i think suo would use toys. vibrators, dildos, anything to tease you and make you beg for the real thing. he would be experimental and curious, always finding other ways to push you past your limits. he loves seeing you overstimulated by something he’s in control of.

endo yamato — i don’t think this guy is vanilla lmao so i’m just gonna add him as a bonus. i can see him “accidentally” fucking you against a window where everyone could see. he probably would be into recording too, setting up cameras without a hint of shame and filming sex tapes that only both of you have access to. he loves replaying your ruined little expressions, teasing you about how good you look begging for him.

akihiko nirei — probably out of topic, but we can’t leave him out. i think he would be the softest service sub — checking if you feel good or if he’s doing good, begging to be praised, glowing after every compliment. he doesn’t care about his pleasure, only yours.

i might make oneshots based on these maybe?

[xxstormyprincessxx]

Ugh a request I asked for was done and I’m living for it! 🥰🥲🥰🥲 I’m in fangirl mode!

[zuzu-draws]

[ To Save your enemy (Your Family) ]

[fushiguro]

Yamato Endo in Wind Breaker Season 2 Episode 10

[togament]

[xxstormyprincessxx]

This man’s tattoos and face are god level and need to be illegal. 🫣

[rawme-price]

You go out drinking with ur friend gaz, happy to catch up with him.

You two are besties, so its totally expected to talk abt ur sex life with eachother. Ur in the middle of telling gaz abt the most insane mind blowing sex you've ever had with a guy you grabbed from this bar. Explicit details, hell, you even mime out the dick size and that really makes gaz blush.

Gaz is in the middle of his own lackluster recounts when you perk up, subtly nod to the entrance of the bar. "Kyle- the three that just entered. Grey hair? He's the guy"

Gaz turns and nearly spits out his drink when he sees his fucking *captain* walking in. Surely not. Surely gaz hasn't just sat here and listened in explicit, pronographic detail, about how his captain fucked his best friend....

His jaw drops when prices eyes find yours and wink.

[miss-vanta-likes-to-write]

Lmao Kyle be fighting for his life

[xxstormyprincessxx]

Poor Kyle will never be able to look Price in the face again. 😂

[touika]

Butler ; insp

[xxstormyprincessxx]

You’d never meant for it to happen. You’d both promised fwb nothing more. No emotions.

It was always good. His hands gripping your hips. You grinding against him. Him bending you in half in a mating press.

This had been going on for months. 6 to be exact. You’d been fucking around with Issei for 6 months.

Somewhere between the sneaky kisses, the heated make out sessions in the locker room. Going to breakfast/lunch together, hanging out without sex.

Somehow somewhere your feelings had turned from pure lust to something deeper, something more pure. Something you swore wouldn’t be involved.

You’d fallen in love with him. He made you feel loved and seen. The way he always complemented your squishy belly, to how no matter what he always boosted your confidence.

Little did you know Issei was facing the same issue. Somewhere his feelings had become more. This was no longer a fwb or a situationship, this was a relationship. Everyone claimed you two would be so cute together.

You’d never agreed to be exclusive yet without the others knowing you were being exclusive to one another.

You both kept it hidden so well from the other, until Issei slipped up.

He hadn’t meant to but seeing Oikawa flirting with you and touching your face just set his heart a blaze.

“Get your hands off my girlfriend asshole. She’s spoken for.” He’d said defensively. His arm locked around your waist.

At that moment time stopped and everyone froze. Oikawa grinned that sly grin.

“So. You finally admit your feelings. Well done.” He said smugly patting you on the head and walking away.

“Issei?” Your voice was quiet. Questioning.

“Leave me alone.” He’d snapped as he took off into the locker room.

Looking around it was Iwa who spoke up. “Go after him.” And you did. You found him with his head against the locker, his fist against the wall. “Idiot. Fucking idiot. You both promised no fucking emotions, just sex.” You could tell he was crying.

Quietly you moved behind him sliding your arms around and up, laying your face against his back. “We did. But clearly neither of us kept that promise.” You whispered, pressing a kiss to his shoulder. “Love you Issei.” You whispered.

“I love you more angel.” He whispered, turning in your grip and pulling you into a breathtaking kiss. “So. Does that mean you actually are my girlfriend?” He laughed against your lips.

“I think…. I’ve been your girlfriend much longer than either of us realized.” You whispered before kissing him again.

Meanwhile outside the locker room the team was celebrating that you two finally got together!

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