sugako

[sugako]

hello..i may come back from the dead

#this isnt a promise work is so busy #but i kinda miss this

[sugako]

ᴅᴀᴍɴ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʟʟ ᴀᴍɪʀɪɢʜᴛ? ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴏɴ ᴜᴘ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴅᴇʟɪᴄɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇᴠɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴀʟʟ ꜱᴇxʏ…

come join the whorehouse in a wicked collab where we indulge in all our sins and sickening whims 

the theme is demons and we’re fuckin’ em

ʟɪɢʜᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴀɴᴅʟᴇꜱ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛꜱ ɴᴏᴡ

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[sugako]

in your dreams

[sleep paralysis demon] matsukawa issei x reader cw: 18+ nsfw minors absolutely dni, reader w/ vagina, gn reader, sleep paralysis, nightmares, suffocation, noncon/dubcon, monster/demon fucking, oral (receiving), size(?) kink, fear kink, degradation, unprotected, creampie, implied dp wc: 2k a/n: happy halloween, have some sleep paralysis demon sex. for the DAMNED COLLAB pleaseee read everyone else's they're all so talented!!

It was happening again. After a handful of years, you thought you had gotten over it, but now it was back and worse. Still, you knew how to deal with this - keep your eyes closed, relax, and ignore whatever you see in the shadows. You drank tea, put down your phone, took medication, went to bed at the same time every day, walked for half an hour, did everything right. But this was different.

Against your own bodily will, your eyes were forced open and it was there, staring down at you. Mussed curly hair framed a hollow face and a truly unholy body. It was nearly a shadow if not for those nauseating, unblinking eyes. Yet he - no, it, you had to keep calling it ‘it’ otherwise everything was too real - was strangely captivating in a way you couldn’t comprehend. Monstrous and ugly, yet there was a draw like an accident you couldn’t look away from.

Along with the demonic vision, there was always a dream. The same dream. Sometimes you had dreams along with the paralysis before, but never the same over and over. You would wake up chained to the floor of a dark dripping stone basement - or maybe a cave you couldn’t tell - and it would be standing above you. With its grey skin that smelled like decay and chemicals, it would loom over you, drawing in closer until you tried to scream. But just like every time, nothing would come out but a strangled, sigh of air.

In its chest a debased mix between a chuckled and growl would rumble out, the sound deafening even though it stood a good few feet away. It would raise its scraggly hand and reach toward your face, but just before it could touch, you would wake up on the cold, hard floor again. Over and over the dream would repeat until your eyes opened up in your bedroom and the real horror began.

The same figure would be standing just beside your bed, smell gone, but the shadow being very much the same frame. Delicate floorboards would creak under the weight of his - no its - heavy feet as he closed in until you managed to really come to, gasping for breath and scrambling to turn on the light.

For nearly a week you had escaped it. No disruptions to sleep, no bad dreams of the stone floor and the ugly monster, nothing. But on the sixth night of peace, you woke up just past three in the morning, limbs locked in place. There was no horrid chain and stone floor dream this time, though, but the alternative was more jarring.

Its face is close this time, if it had any breath you knew you would be able to feel it. In this position, it was difficult to tell yourself this was all in your head, just a little hallucination that came with the disorder and nothing more. You’re stuck, already trapped in a corner by the monster.

You always thought that before you were to die, you might have some peaceful thoughts, but there’s nothing on your mind. Head blank with fear, and body fully unable to move, all you do is lie there and stare at the horrid thing.

Slowly and horrifyingly, the pillow beside your head moves, it folds itself at his will and closes over your face. Your entire body aches as you painfully attempt to move, to scream, to do anything at all. Before you can contemplate your own painful death, the bed dips beside you.

There’s a short, stunted sigh.

A new wave of fear rushes through you. It’s all too real.

“It’s better if you just relax.” His voice is softer than you imagined. More human. “But you know that.”

Somewhere inside you knew that was a command. He was telling you to calm down, and the only option as the pillow closed in tighter around your nose and mouth was to comply. You give up the fight to scream and move. Within the next second the pillow is gone along with your blanket.

By some miracle, your eyes are still closed, though you think that may be worse when you hear him chuckle.

“So cute,” he coos, “I don’t know why you still try to scream when it never works. I even was nice, gave you a little break, but it’s hard for me to stay away from you.”

The bed shifts again, moving as his weight does. You can feel his burning hot shoulders brush against your thighs and finally let your eyes fly open. All you can do is move your neck a bit and look down at him. You can see his face much more clearly in the soft glow of the small night light in the corner of your room.

It was almost funny, you had bought the light just so you would stop seeing him. He was almost handsome, there was something pretty about the upturn of his mouth and the bored look in his eyes.

“Didn’t wear anything on your bottom to bed? You must’ve been waiting for me.” He hums. Your mouth parts to scream, even though you still can’t, but he puts a finger to his lips. Before you even inhale you clamp your lips shut again. His tongue snakes out, long and thin like a snake around his fingers, and threatens to lick at your bare thigh.

“I’ve watched you for some time. Fun to see your little cunt so up close though.” He ignores your frightened stare in favor of getting comfortable between your legs and lifting your thighs over his shoulders. He’s so hot you feel as though he might burn the back of your calves. “I watch you before you sleep when you touch yourself. I feel you think about me when you cum. So scared and so full of lust, you’re disgusting. And those things you use and pretend they’re me are so small, at least in comparison.”

You don’t think what he’s saying is true - you don’t imagine the shadow demon, not that you can remember, but he’s so convincing and maybe it is true. Your throat feels as though it’s closing, filled with a lump from embarrassment and fear.

“And now you’re getting so wet.” He purrs, tongue sticking out again to lick right between your legs. A tremor racks through your spine, the most you’ve moved since this began. It can’t be true, even if this thing is real, you wouldn’t get wet from being so afraid. “Usually, your cute, little thrashes and the way you wake up out of breath is enough for me, but I’m getting kinda bored. And I think this will feed me much better.”

You brace for pain, maybe to wake up, to die, literally anything except two hot, wet tongues pushing against you. One slips inside of you, so easily with the wetness pooling out of you, and the other laps at your clit. They move together with practice and without missing a shallow thrust and suck.

If this is a dream, which you’re sure it has to be, then this is okay. It’s not real, just a weird, scary sex dream brought on by all those other dreams and the chilling shadow you made up in your mind.

It’s even more than okay when his tongue inside curls up against you and the other presses down on your clit. Weakly, your hips move on their own, just barely able to twitch with him holding your thighs against himself.

Everything is amplified by the fact that you can’t move, all the things you can feel inside are magnified. The wet noises are so loud but sound so far away, and the sheets around you feel soaked. Tears are leaking out of the corners of your eyes, chest pounding with heavy, silent breaths and strangled moans.

The pressure is at the brink of bubbling over and he senses it. His motions get more precise and harsh, leading you over the edge in seconds. A series of almost-painful jolts run through your body as you cum, it’s on the brink of violent the way your body thrashes and convulses around him, his tongue still pumping into you.

You’re gasping for air, the spell broken on your muscles and you feel as though you could really move. Well, maybe you could, but the impact of the orgasm has made you less useful than a puddle, limp like a sad ragdoll on the bed.

It’s real. Too late you’ve realized it.

You still can’t move, gasping for air as he sits up, your ankles sadly resting on his shoulders still. He’s already nude. All these times you had seen him before you hadn’t noticed how big…

“Scared?” He chuckles dark and deep. “You’ll probably be okay. Unless you move or scream.” His thick eyebrows knit up, obviously laughing at something in his own head. “Well, you can scream, I guess. Won’t be able to stop yourself anyway. And if you really want, you can even use my name.”

“I…” your voice is ruined. It’s hoarse and strained, just barely there. You don’t get your question out before the answer comes into your head. Issei.

“Yes, you do.” He says sternly. “You were so tight around my tongue, wonder how you’ll feel around my cock?” You watch as his eyes rake over you, his hands slowly pushing up your top until your tits fall out. He scratches long nails down them, making sure to pinch at your nipples before he digs his fingers into your sides and flips you over.

The feeling of a pillow pressed so close to your face panics you for a moment, and it’s all you can do to turn your head to the side. His hands move down your waist to lift your hips just enough to meet his. You barely feel his tip press against you before he’s slamming in.

“T-too bi-!”

“Shut the fuck up.” He barks.

Split open by the wide girth and considerable length, you whimper into the sheets. His bruising pace is amplified by the way he’s battering your cervix and walls, the wet slaps of skin seeming to only make him hungrier.

“Forgot how great this feels, little human cunt. And you’re so well behaved.” He grunts. After a long draw back he slams in so hard your body collapses into the bed and he follows with, lying his large body on top of yours and simply continuing from the new, deeper angle. You’re screaming and drooling into the bed, hiccupped sobs blossoming every other gasp. “Gonna let me have you every night, huh? Course you are, creaming so good all over me. Not even going to use all your holes tonight, too bad for-” his hips stutter as you clamp around him without meaning.

“You like that?” He laughs, cock growing impossibly larger as his release sneaks up on him. “So fucking gross, so wet getting fucked by your own fear, and all you can do is whine and want more. All of you are so greedy, it’s tragic.”

Sobs rack your body as he buries himself deep inside of you and finally stops. You can feel his cum filling up your insides, thick and dripping down, only stopped by his cock that still hasn’t moved. His cock just barely gets smaller, not even noticeable to you with how swollen you are, but he’s not getting any softer.

“That was alright for the first time, I think you can beg more next time okay. Maybe if we fill up both holes now.”

#mattsun x reader #mattsun smut #matsukawa smut #matsukawa x reader #matsukawa issei smut #matsukawa issei x reader

[sugako]

..hello once again back for a bit

#hopefully longer than a bit #i finally have a stable job and housing and more free time #also i very dearly miss writing and being on here #..and also ive committed to a collab and have a fic basically done for that and am v excited abt it

[sugako]

[2:01 a.m.]

what you’re doing is wrong. definitely wrong.

when you’d walked into the bar with some coworkers for a nice night out, taking a break after the long week you’ve faced, you didn’t think very much would happen, with exception to the work romance you’ve been trying to set up.

you had practically shoved your dearest coworker, millie, in the arms of the man and coworker she’s been ogling for ages, leaving you off to the side to enjoy the awkward show of them chatting up a storm with their cheeks mirrored dark shades of red.

what you didn’t expect to happen was a familiar voice call out to you with a loud cheer. “y/l/n! is that really ‘ya?”

you turn your head quickly to watch the large, boisterous man walk up to you with that signature toothy grin, lifting a beer glass in your direction. miya atsumu.

your breath hitches in your throat when you realize he’s got his twin brother under his free arm, dragging him along everywhere he went.

miya osamu.

“damn, y/n, it’s been a while, huh?” atsumu muses, ignoring the timid stare you’re giving his brother. “what’s it? three, four years?”

with a pressed smile, you turn to atsumu. “yep, three years.”

you’d met atsumu through your best friend of … forever, honestly. she’d set you up on a date with him and upon first meeting him, under that somewhat awkward situation, both of you knew you weren’t exactly going to click in that way. nonetheless, you remained friends, leaving no room for any awkward tension at a failed relationship.

that’s something you liked about atsumu. he treated things as they were and moved on.

“you r’member ‘samu, don’t’cha?” he shakes his brother in his grasp only to wince in memory. “i know it’s kinda awkward and all-”

“atsumu don’t you have rounds to get from the bar,” osamu grits, flicking his eyes up toward the bartender, nudging his head forward so atsumu gets the hint.

atsumu lets go of his twin, shrugging him off and rolling his stiff shoulder. “yeah, yeah, i’ll be off then.” and then he leaves.

there’s an awkward silence with you and osamu standing in front of each other.

“hey,” you greet him with a small wave and smile to match.

“hi,” he greets back, managing a half smile.

there really shouldn’t be any reason you feel awkward in front of him. you’re not the one who dated him.

it was your best friend.

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#back from being ia bc this was so cute #recs

[sugako]

pussyjob preference

cw: mentions of pussyjobs therefore reader with a pussy (no gendered language used), unprotected sex, borderline breeding kink lite idfk a/n: there are repeats bc i said so and feel free to fight me i made this up in like ten minutes just to write anything

sits back and lets you do all the work || just use him until you’re satisfied:

kita, maki, ARAN, ushijima, tsukishima, akaashi, kunimi, aone, iwaizumi, osamu, tendou

has you standing || cums in your underwear so you have wear around the mess for the rest of the day:

ISSEI, kenma, TENDOU, yaku, futakuchi, ukai jr., komori

legs pinned back || focused on you finishing || wants to see you ruined when he's done:

atsumu, iwaizumi, goshiki, YAMAGUCHI, kageyama, konoha, sakusa, bokuto, tendou

eager and messy || holds back until you cum || slips in at the last second:

noya, oikawa, kuroo, daichi, osamu, (also) bokuto, aran, suga, meian

#icymi

[sugako]

now to disappear for another three months

#jk not really #i will hopefully be posting a short bb fic #maybe sometime within the week #i make zero promises

[sugako]

pussyjob preference

cw: mentions of pussyjobs therefore reader with a pussy (no gendered language used), unprotected sex, borderline breeding kink lite idfk a/n: there are repeats bc i said so and feel free to fight me i made this up in like ten minutes just to write anything

sits back and lets you do all the work || just use him until you’re satisfied:

kita, maki, ARAN, ushijima, tsukishima, akaashi, kunimi, aone, iwaizumi, osamu, tendou

has you standing || cums in your underwear so you have wear around the mess for the rest of the day:

ISSEI, kenma, TENDOU, yaku, futakuchi, ukai jr., komori

legs pinned back || focused on you finishing || wants to see you ruined when he's done:

atsumu, iwaizumi, goshiki, YAMAGUCHI, kageyama, konoha, sakusa, bokuto, tendou

eager and messy || holds back until you cum || slips in at the last second:

noya, oikawa, kuroo, daichi, osamu, (also) bokuto, aran, suga, meian

#unfortunately yes this is how ive decided to revive my blog #back from the dead with tiny pussy job headcanons #thank you i will take my award now #no but fr i have many wips i haven't touched in months #and wanted to warm up to writing again #hq smut #haikyuu smut

[sugako]

Why wasn't this scene in the anime???

We got robbed... Daichi not being Dadchi

I can die peacefully now that i have seen daichi do something that fits his age. 😭

[sugako]

perhaps i will post again soon

#perhaps................ #we will see #i miss it here and i feel good abt some ideas i have

[sugako]

Cast: Ushijima, f!Reader, Tendou Summary: Ushijima deserves nice things. Especially on his birthday. Word count: 2.2k Warnings: 18+, minors dni, consensual cucking, choking, voyeurism, objectification, size kink A/N: half my fics are bday fics by now,,,happy bday big man sobs

“What is this?”

You’re asking yourself the same question too, cheeks burning at the sight of your boyfriend’s best friend looming in the doorway, his dark eyebrows drawn together in confusion. The man hasn’t even had a chance to settle down yet, still dressed in his Team Japan uniform, duffel bag still slung over his shoulder.

Tendou kisses your cheek, grinning into it as he sinks another finger deeper into you, forcing a whimper out of you. Your back arches against his chest, head lolling back onto his shoulder, hips pushing against his hand.

“Happy birthday, miracle boy.”

Ushijima lets the strap of his bag slip off, dropping it down onto the ground. The thump it makes when it hits the floor sends a shiver up your spine. He hasn’t taken his gaze off of you, off your naked body on his bed, in his apartment.

“Congrats on the Games.”

“We didn’t win.”

“You won in my heart.”

“Satori.” Ushijima’s lips thin at Tendou’s quip. He asks again, “What is this?”

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#ahem i uhh thatll #yeah idk what im saying simply thank you #also some of these 🦗🦟🦗🦟🦗🦟🦗 #recs 🤎 #recs🤎 #i dont remember my own tag so doing both to be safe lmaoo

[sugako]

giggly play fighting that somehow turns into slow, sweet sex with your knees hooked over his shoulders, your wrists gently held in his palms ‘n pinned, and his forehead pressed to yours. -> osamu, aran, bokuto, hinata, kuroo, mattsun, aone, koganegawa.

#i am in (sexy) tears #what a good concept im just

[sugako]

Kunigami Rensuke icons!

Like/reblog if you save or us

Made by me @kaizokucujoh

#LETS GOOOOOOO #im more than ready for this show to happen

[sugako]

can we stop with "but he's a mass murderer" argument i thought we all already established that and i genuinely don't care actually

[sugako]

humble happy birthday to this funny guy that I like

#popping on the app for a day just for him

[sugako]

single dad aone who picks up his daughter after kindergarten and carries her things for her so he can watch her jump and run around in front of him. just a 6’4” man with a tiny, sparkly backpack slung over a broad shoulder and a colorful lunchbox dwarfed in one of his hands. he has a similar one that he brings to work though, she made her daddy get a matching set.

[sugako]

don't know if it's obvious from my lack of activeness/posting but im taking a hiatus (will likely pop on to rb a few things every now and then though)

#no clue how long #no im not deleting #i have a lot of personal/financial issues rn and need to focus on those #s.blabs