#📕haikyuu

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Pairing: Tendou x Reader

Series Summary: A haunting was not included in the lease agreement.

Chapter Title: Cohabitation

Chapter Summary: You begin to come to terms with having a local haunt living in your apartment and disrupting your antique store dream, developing an unlikely and, albeit, odd friendship. Still, it’s just platonic... right? 

“If you look at him close enough, you’ll notice that you can almost see through him. It’s like Tendou is made of thick, richly dyed, stained glass. He warps the space around him in a way that is barely noticeable, the back wall visible and distorted behind his chest and head. You’d never noticed it before, that glass-like quality that Tendou has. It makes him look fragile and somewhat impermanent. His distance from you, you feel, measures leagues further when you see him in this light. He frays at the edges, like he’s fading in and out of the space, and light never seems to hit him directly. “

Chapter Content Warnings: afab reader, gn pronouns, implications of creepy behavior, slightly creepy behavior (he’s just a lonely guy), wet dreams / suggestive dreams, implied somnophilia (but not actually, they’re just dreams), fingering, lost orgasm, teasing, edging, sexual tension (<3), nothing is unwanted, aspiring monsterfucker

Word Count: 8k

A/N: waaahhh part 2 already!!!!!!!!! i considered pushing the release for this back a little bit since my life has been kinda shit shit garbage as of late (rly just the past few days but i have truly aged a millennia), but i ultimately decided not to because it is already finished. i got kinda funny? with this? the mystery of tendou just keeps raveling itself tighter and yk what? it’s REALLY NOT ON PURPOSE! alright, anyway, i hope you enjoy this second chapter!! happy kinktober <3

The shop has fallen completely silent. That silver clock, which normally brings a comfortable, metronome-like sound to the space, has gone quiet. You’re left with the sound of cars passing outside, bustling through the street completely unaware of what is happening behind the yellow-stone facade of this Parisian street corner. Though you can’t help but think that this shop swallows everything else. When you’re here, there is only the store. There is only the spiced smell of chocolate, only the antiques on your shelves. Everyone else, simply wanders in by chance. The outside world stays just that, outside.

Your fingers tremble around the little glass elephant and you swear that if you were to grip it any harder, it would shatter in your hand. You can feel the sensation of eyes on you and a familiar panic rises to your throat as you hold the object in your hand.

You’re still facing the shelf you checked behind, staring with wide eyes where the cherry wood meets the wall, too afraid to turn around and look to see if your house guest is present. Your heart beats rapidly in your chest and you wonder briefly if the clock has actually stopped or if you just can’t hear it over the sound of blood rushing in your skull. Your face is warm and your fingers are cold, clutching that little ceramic object as if it were a protective talisman.

“Guess I forgot that again, huh?” A voice comes from behind you, somewhat disembodied, as if it were coming faintly from the walls itself. You wonder why you’d never noticed that before. It sounds like it’s hollow.

You turn around, still crouched, now holding the object to your chest. Tendou is behind you a little ways away, standing behind one of the sitting chairs on the other side of the room. He’s not really near you, but he startles you nonetheless and you find your expression twisting downward against your will.

“Did you?” You squeak, voice barely above a whisper. Tendou raises his eyebrows a little, like he hadn’t expected a response before a small grin slides across his face.

What are you supposed to say in this situation? How are you supposed to approach whatever is currently happening?

Tendou watches you for a moment, his indiscriminate gaze moving between your face and the elephant wrapped in your fingers. Then, his shoulders deflate a little and he gives a defeated smile towards the ground. You watch as he chuckles to himself a little, like something is funny, before he looks up and gives you a bit of a smile through his lashes.

“Figured it out?” You look at the way his eyes curve back into his skull, tilting your head a little as you stand up.

You just stare at him, eyes wide. You can’t figure out what else to say. Your mouth won’t open around the syllables. Tendou spares you from commenting.

“Look, I didn’t mean to disturb you or freak you out. I’m just kind of… here. Don’t know how. Figured I wouldn’t fight it.”

You raise your eyebrows, moving your hands into a shrug before disbelief takes over you entirely.

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?!”

Tendou shakes his head a little, like he’s shocked to hear you raise your voice, before returning your expression. He cranes his neck forward a little, deepening his perpetual slouch and then motions to himself and around him.

“Exactly what it sounds like?”

“You’re just… here…? Sat- Tendou, that’s fucking weird.” You clutch the trinket, nerves beginning to calm as you try to wrap your mind around the situation. “That is so fucking weird. This is so fucking weird.”

“It’s not my fault,” he shrugs cooly, raising his shoulders and his palms upwards towards the orange wood ceiling.

“Not your-” you whip your head around to look at him, “Not your fault?”

“Well… no?” He smirks a little. “You think I want to be here?”

Then, you begin to laugh. It’s dry, coming from the back of your throat and your head rather than your stomach. You feel the way it forces your tongue to go rigid and you lean back on your foot as it comes, leaning into whatever absurd feeling swells in your stomach.

Tendou says your name and steps forward, eyebrows pulled together and upwards. “Are you o-”

“Don’t come near me?! What’s wrong with you?!” You hold the trinket out toward him like it’s a sword, not quite angry but moreso in disbelief that he would think to take a step towards you. “I am so fuckin’ scared right now. Do not come near me.”

“Woah, jeez… fine.” He tucks his hands into his pockets, shifting his weight back.

You almost feel a little bad for being mean to him, sidestepping until you reach the chair in front of you before sitting down in it. Your eyes remain fixed on Tendou, watching in case he decides to lunge at you in an early 2000s… ghost-caught-on-camera… youtube video-esque fashion. He doesn’t move though, instead just sort of hovering on the opposite end of the room, peering at the books and occasionally looking over at you.

You lean your head up towards the ceiling, thinking to yourself that if he’s going to get up in your face, he might as well do it now. The ceiling is dark, barely illuminated by two light fixtures that you think are done in the art deco fashion. It’s weird that those are in Paris, but you don’t think too much about it, staring at their orange-yellow glow until your eyes hurt.

After a moment of silence, Tendou speaks up.

“I’m not gonna hurt you, y-”

“Don’t talk,” you interrupt. “Just… don’t say anything right now.”

You can practically picture the way Tendou purses his lips, hearing him kiss his teeth.

Think logically. Think logically about this. Wait no- why the fuck are you even hearing him out? You should be heading to the store to go buy sage and salt and maybe call a priest while you’re at it. You should be trying to think of every humanly possible way to get him out of your apartment and your shop. Instead, you’re staring at the ceiling while he stands on the other side of the room, arms thrown over either side, with a ceramic elephant clutched in one hand.

“So you’re…” you swallow the words, groaning. It is borderline embarrassing to say this out loud, cliche even. “You’re like… dead?”

“Like dead? I am dead.” You can hear his grin.

“Ha ha… what the fuck.”

While you sit, you notice that the downstairs ceiling is the stark opposite of the one upstairs. While the upstairs is equipped with a white-painted ceiling, this one is the same orange wood as the floors. You tilt your head a little, falling quiet while you think about it. Thinking about the ceiling is easier than thinking about… this.

“Why couldn’t you just…” you sigh, cheeks heating when you remember the fact that you liked him. That you flirted with him.

“Just what?”

You sit up in the chair, narrowing your eyes as you take in his stance. Tendou’s got his hands in his pockets still and he leans his weight forward like he’s eager to hear what you have to say.

“Nevermind,” you groan.

“No, what? Tell me,” he insists.

You open one eye to peer at him before running a hand down your face, letting a loud groan string from your lips.

“Why couldn’t you just like.. be normal? Why did you have to like… you know…?”

Tendou’s lips curl up in the corners, exposing his even row of front teeth. They’re straight and white, stark against the somewhat swallow complexion of his skin, and his front teeth are a little longer than his others. He tilts his head, looking up at you through his lashes despite his enormous height.

“Why did I have to… what?” He asks, clearly teasing.

You stare at him for a second before you feel heat rush to your cheeks. It’s like all of the blood in your body rushes to your head and lower stomach, unable to push the words past your lips. Why did you have to flirt with me? That’s what you want to ask. He doesn’t seem like the type to trivialize that, nor does he seem like the type to toy with girls. You think that while Tendou might enjoy a good game, he’s not an all-around bad guy… or ghost.

You swipe your tongue across your teeth before you cross your arms over your chest, feeling the weight of his sly grin and gaze, before standing up abruptly.

“I’m going upstairs,” you state, turning towards the dark stairwell to your right.

When you reach the entrance to it, that familiar fear creeps back in. It had subsided due to the absurdity and (honestly) rather disappointing lack of anything besides a conversation happening. You turn, somewhat sheepishly, over your shoulder.

“You can come up but don’t uhm… don’t follow behind me on the stairs,” you say, relenting a little bit with your snarky attitude. “I’m still uhm, I’m still scared.”

Tendou’s smile softens a little and he tilts his head to the side, nodding once and speaking a quiet okay. You watch for a second, cautious to turn your back on him, beginning up the stairs while still trying to keep him in your line of vision.

It’s difficult to describe the particular type of fear you feel once he disappears from sight. You don’t feel threatened but you do feel like you’re 14 again, fighting the urge to sprint up the basement stairs from some unearthly ghoul intent on following you.

You walk into the apartment upstairs, half expecting him to already be there. You’re shocked to find that he’s not and that sunlight pours into the room from the window to the left. You had expected your apartment to darken considerably after this discovery but instead, it still retains a somewhat airy feeling, well-lit and breathable.

You move across the room before sitting cautiously on the couch facing the front door. It feels odd for a moment as you try to get comfortable, trying to somehow will your nerves into submission as if they respond to your every command.

“Okay!” You call, voice shaking a little. “You can come up now!”

Tendou doesn’t make a sound when he rounds the corner and enters your apartment. His footsteps are silent, save for the occasional ghostly groan of the floorboards, and he lumbers lightly from side to side as if he were a little bit off of his axis. When he meets your eyes, he smiles a little and carefully moves to the center of the room where he sits on the floor a good ways away from you.

He keeps his fingers folded in his lap, pointers hooked around each other. Tendou’s shoulders are slouched, his neck craned slightly so that he can look at you. He shifts a little on his hips and the floor gives an eerie, ghostly creek not unlike the ones you’ve been hearing for quite some time. You take a breath in.

“Can I talk now?” He asks first, corners curling into a smile.

You nod, swallowing thick. Part of you wants to say something, but you’re not sure what there is to say. You figure that if anyone has had time to think about what would be said, it’s Tendou.

“I’m sorry… for not keeping my distance,” he starts, hands wrapping around his ankles. “Up until recently, no one’s ever spoken directly to me. Well, not since I died.”

You furrow your brows, listening. You’re the first person to see him? That doesn’t make much sense and your expression gives away your doubt, nose scrunching and brows pulling together.

“I know that sounds like a load of bullcrap but I’m being serious. When you first came down that day and spoke to me… I had no idea you could actually see me. Most people just walk right through me. Shit’s weird.” He rolls his shoulders back like thinking about the amount of times it’s happened makes his skin crawl. Then, he smiles a little. “I was surprised. No one could see me and then suddenly, you’re looking right at me.” He rolls his head to the side a little, a charming smile overtaking his features. “I panicked.”

You nod a little, trying to wrap your head around the conversation you’re having.

“Then why did you keep coming back?” You question.

Tendou laughs a little. “It’s not like I can leave.” He glances at the floor beneath him, finger tracing where two boards meet. “I think I’m stuck here. Not that it’s a bad thing. If I try to walk out of the door, I just end up back in the shop.”

“So… when I can’t see you you’re just…” you trail off, unsure of how to pose the question. So when I can’t see you, you’re just… around? Watching?

“Not quite,” he inhales, or, he goes through the motion of inhaling, “sometimes it’s like I’m dreaming. Everything gets hazy and I just kind of go through the motions that I think I used to do. Sometimes it’s like I’m invisible and separated from everything by a thin layer of plastic. And other times, it’s like I don’t exist. I’m somewhere and then I’m nowhere and then I’m somewhere again sometime later.”

Tendou laughs off the statement, seemingly reluctant to get into the specifics of his current existence between life and death. You don’t blame him. You imagine that it must be quite jarring to exist that way, not quite here but not quite there.

“Are you still scared?” He asks, tilting his head up.

“Yeah,” you answer honestly, laughing a little.

It’s true. You are still afraid. Who wouldn’t be? But with each passing moment, you feel those fight or flight hormones recede, leaving you in the shaky aftermath. After all, he looks harmless.

Tendou spends the next hour talking to you. He tells you about what he knows and what he doesn’t. You find that Tendou is less giving with details than you would imagine, occasionally adopting a somewhat forlorn expression as he avoids certain topics. You don’t pry, content to just listen to what he has to say.

You watch him while he talks, listening as he recounts that he used to be a chocolatier, that he doesn’t know when exactly he died or how long he’s been dead. He tells you that one day he was alive and the next, he wasn’t. Tendou laughs when he recounts the day he first realized it. He had gone to sleep one night in his bed and woken up in the middle of the living room, surrounded by unfamiliar furniture. When he went downstairs, he found that the shop (which once served as his chocolate store), had been transformed into a kitchen goods store. Satori closes his eyes when he tells you about how many times he’d tried to leave the building, smiling through it all.

You think that he must be putting on a brave face, but he doesn’t seem upset about it. He laughs like it’s an old memory and you find his acceptance at death to be a little comforting, if not sad.

Tendou talks with his body. He moves his fingers and his facial expressions punctuate his sentences better than his tone. You find yourself looking at his skin. It has a swallow quality to it, like it is somehow deprived of the air around him. You’d never noticed it before, save for the occasions in which you feel like you’re wrapped in blue cellophane when you’re around him.

You watch the way his mouth forms around syllables, heavy in his mouth and rolling off of his tongue in an easy and rounded way. His lips are a pale pink, tinted a soft blue like he’s cold and his cheeks are somewhat sunken, though you wouldn’t consider that concerning. You can see where deep undereye bags rest in a purple-gray hue below his eyes. You think they make the auburn of his irises pop, somehow contributing to his overall sleepy look.

If you look at him close enough, you’ll notice that you can almost see through him. It’s like Tendou is made of thick, richly dyed, stained glass. He warps the space around him in a way that is barely noticeable, the back wall visible and distorted behind his chest and head. You’d never noticed it before, that glass-like quality that Tendou has. It makes him look fragile and somewhat impermanent. His distance from you, you feel, measures leagues further when you see him in this light. He frays at the edges, like he’s fading in and out of the space, and light never seems to hit him directly.

As you talk, you find that Satori is a lot like you. He doesn’t know much, instead rolling with the punches (of which, you happen to be one) and taking things day by day. He doesn’t overthink his existence too much, nor does he dwell on what can’t be changed. You admire that about him, finding yourself relating to him more and more.

There’s a moment during your conversation in which you realize that your fear has subsided, replaced by an indescribable sense of relief. It’s not overwhelming, nor is it particularly weak. You’re simply aware of it. You fight the heat rising to your cheeks when you realize that it’s because you’d been hoping for the irrational solution rather than the likely one. To break the tension and this growing sense of excitement within you, you speak. Tendou falls silent quickly after, content to let you talk if it makes you feel better.

“So you’re stuck here?”

Tendou nods.

“Should I call a priest?”

He laughs, pulling his knees to his chest and resting his cheek on top of them. Tendou watches you through low-lidded eyes and his smile, coy and knowing, makes them pinch in the corners.

“Hmm, I dunno about that,” Tendou smiles. “I’m not quite ready to find out what comes next. Besides, this was my home first.”

That sentence shocks you a little. This was his home first. You let it sink in a little bit, allowing the words to imprint themselves on your psyche. You consider them and what it must be like to feel like an intruder in a place you consider home. Tendou watches as you do, peering up at you like he’s reading your thoughts.

After a moment of silence, you heave a sigh.

“Alright. You can stay,” you stand from the couch, slapping your thighs with your open palms before pointing down at him on the floor. “But don’t be fuckin’ weird.”

“Haha, so considerate.” Tendou laughs. You find it to be considerably warmer than that of a ghost.

—

Tendou is a respectful houseguest, you think. He’s not always around, sometimes disappearing for days or weeks at a time, but the apartment and shop still maintain an eerie feel to them. You notice that syrupy feeling Tendou brings with him more often now. It coats your hallways and floors, leaving you slow and sleepy in the early mornings and late evenings when the sun casts bright orange shadows across your room.

You thought you’d be uncomfortable with the prospect of a haunting. You always imagined that if it were you, you’d react the way any sane person would and call a priest. Instead, you’ve gotten to the root of your “problem” and find that you’re quite comfortable with the result, if not excited. You’ve grown rather comfortable with your silver clock being silent most of the time, the second hand pausing in it’s ever-constant turn.

Still, there is an underlying layer of fear and intrusion. You think it’s attributed to being watched, to having a near-constant voyeur of your everyday activities. If you think too hard about your new roommate, the hair on the back of your neck stands, making the back of your neck hum with nerves.

What makes it worse is that the dreams continue. You dream about him almost constantly. In your mind, he approaches your bed with an even step, hands at his sides until they reach out to touch you. His skin, ghostly pale and glowing in the dark of the room, glides up your stomach and chest, hands splayed over your waist as he grips it.

They always feel like velvet, like a cross-section between sleep and waking hours. You feel the way his hands move up your abdomen, clutching your breasts and pressing them to your chest with greedy hands. He rolls his fingers across the fat there, dragging them down your belly and letting the skin catch and move with him until it bounces back up into place when he loses his grip.

In these dreams, Tendou never speaks, which you think is unusual for him. He’s always silent, admiring your form with hungry eyes as he runs long, spindly fingers up and down your stomach, raising goosebumps across your arms, thighs, and chest. He soothes them quickly with his fingers, ghosting over the raised skin with a featherlight touch until he comes to the place that you need him most, called by your desire and the knot winding in your stomach.

When you wake, you are always needy. You always find yourself glancing around, cheeks hot with embarrassment out of fear that he’s managed to materialize at the worst moment. Still, the only feeling that remains is that of someone just leaving the room. The shell of someone and the smell of warm, spiced chocolate wafting through the floorboards again.

It’s wrong, you think, to be so close to someone like Satori. You imagine that this friendship is taboo and somewhat strange, but you’re content to be called insane if it means you get to be around him.

Tendou is cheeky. Cheekier than you originally imagined him to be and still, despite the plane of existence gap, he flirts. Satori flirts with you like it’s a game, smiling with his upper teeth and a particularly mischievous glimmer in his eye. It’s like he knows what he’s doing, making calculated comments that he’s learned will get your heart racing.

It should be irritating. It should make your blood boil. Instead, you accept it with hot cheeks and a somewhat awkward reply. Flirting was easier when you thought he was human. It was easier to imagine it as harmless fun, toying with your perfect stranger whenever he visited. Now, it feels like it has a bit more weight behind it.

The tension is almost palpable. It sits on the back of your tongue when you speak to him sometimes, making your words sound clumsy and thick. You can almost taste it, that heavy-handed desire that swells within you like someone wading in water. It pulls and pushes in your gut, swirling until you think you might keel over and get sick.

Tendou however, is patient. He doesn’t pry, nor does he press you for an answer to his often teasing remarks. It seems that he’s somewhat hesitant too, though you can’t imagine that he has much to lose in his current predicament. What are you gonna do? Kill him?

If you could visualize your conversations with him, it would be like someone pausing to let you tie your shoe. He waits until you’ve thought of a response and backs off when you seem like you’re in over your head (which is, arguably, all the time). That’s not to say he doesn’t play with you like food though. Tendou seems like he wants to eat you up.

Still, despite the tension and the undeniable flirtatious undertones he takes with you, you gradually become somewhat close. You and your friendly neighborhood poltergeist… best friends forever. It’s like having a live-in, unpredictable, slightly irritating roommate. Sometimes, you almost forget that he’s not human. Other times, you’re painstakingly aware of it and swallow down desire like it is a medicine.

—

You sit on your bed with him, a few inches apart with one arm behind you and the other between you both. You watch the ceiling paint with him, eyes following the chipping paint in its nonsensical and frayed pattern. Secretly, you hope that you will get to see it curl further. You watch it praying that time will take its toll the moment you look at it.

Tendou is reclined beside you, his head level with yours and his legs bent half over the bed. His arms, long and lean, are tucked beneath his medium-length red hair and if you glance to the side, you’re able to see the upturned curve of his small, somewhat pointed nose.

Normally, you choose to stay away from sensitive topics. Despite your newfound closeness, you’re not so eager to get into conversations about life and death, though it seems that Satori would be willing to share. Today, however, you’re feeling undeniably curious, egged on by the warmth you’re imagining to emanate from him and the proximity of his body to yours.

“Do you miss anything?” You blurt out, silence scattering from the room and into the cracks in the crown molding.

Tendou glances sideways at you without turning his head. Instead, you turn to face him, curling onto one side with your legs bent at the knee.

“What do you mean?” He laughs a little and you watch the smile curl at the corner of his mouth, pulling out and then upwards to give you a flash of a sharp canine. He turns his focus back up to the ceiling.

“Like… being dead. Do you miss anything?” You clarify.

Tendou hums inquisitively. It comes from the back of his throat, from his belly where joy and fear and anger live. You listen, breathing quietly beside him.

It takes Tendou a moment to consider and while he does, you admire his side profile. His nose, his heavy creased eyes and the strong curve of them, the way his lips curl slightly in the corners. You note his thin upper lip as well as the full roundness of his bottom in comparison.

Your eyes find his cheeks, the even tone of pale skin there, dotted with freckles or scars— you don’t know which. His eyebags, which sit heavy beneath his lower lash line and the spot just above them where it’s puffy and protruding a little. All of his imperfections, you think, seem to make him prettier. They serve to give him a quality that only Tendou has.

After a moment (which feels far longer to you), Tendou turns his head towards you. He cranes his neck, the back of his head rolling along the forearm tucked behind it. It brings his face only a few inches from yours and, from where he’s laying, he has to look down a little to see you. Then, he gives you a knowing smile, glancing down at your mouth and the space just above your upper lip.

“Yeah… a few things,” he says, voice measured.

It has an upward lilt, clearly teasing and all-too-insinuating. You stare for a moment, enamored by the way he talks to you, by the way he looks, by the way heavy, meaning-laced syllables drip from his lips so easily. He feels so real to you. Tendou is so tangible when he’s this close to you, like physical proximity makes him more solid. It’s like you could just melt and become part of him, pulled by that syrupy gravitational pull. You want to taste it. Then, you’re brought back to your senses, head snapping to the side as you return your attention to the ceiling above you.

You fight the heat on your cheeks, inhaling and puffing out an exhale. Tendou looks at your profile for a moment before you hear him roll his head back so that he mirrors you.

“Like what?” You gather your courage, a bit alarmed at the way desire pools in your belly.

“My friends,” Tendou answers cooly.

You turn your head towards him again, catching the way his voice pulls down into a more melancholic place, and furrow your brows.

“Your friends?” If you’re honest, you’d never really considered it.

“Mhm. I had a lot of really great friends,” he says, smiling softly up at the ceiling. “I think that… if I were to miss anything… it would have to be them.”

“What were they like?”

Tendou laughs. “I can hardly remember now but I remember that they were good and that we got along. They accepted me, y’know?”

You nod, reminding yourself that Tendou was a person before he was a ghost. He had a life, he went to the movies, probably played a sport, and had regular visitors and people he talked on the phone with. What a weird thought.

“And sex,” he adds, his smile bleeding across his features. He doesn’t spare you a glance, instead, his expression reads that he’s so certain of the face you’re making that he doesn’t even have to look.

Your cheeks heat and you roll your eyes, sitting up and standing from the bed.

“Okay, Casper. That’s enough.”

“What?” He laughs, standing when you do and raising his hands defensively. “It’s true!”

You nod, fighting the urge to laugh as he tucks his hands in his pockets and looks down at you.

“Yeah okay, whatever. Go sit in the living room. I need to shower.”

“No invite?” He chides, raising one thin eyebrow.

“You don’t even pay rent,” you deadpan and Tendou nods lightly.

“That’s fair. Enjoy your shower.”

Then, he turns on his heel and walks out of your bedroom door. You close it behind him with a soft click, the door handle jiggling slightly as it slips into place.

You turn on the shower water before you let yourself start thinking. It hits the yellowed tiles in soft drops, pittering across it before it swirls down the drain and you watch it for a moment before disrobing and getting in.

It’s warm, falling across your shoulders and head as you tip your chin down and lean your hands against the shower wall.

You think about how close he was to you only a moment ago. You think about the desire that’s been pooling in your stomach since you first met him in the shop, hunched over his own figure as he commented on the niceness of your store. The curve of his cheek and lips haunts you the same way Tendou himself does.

You think about how he’d looked at you, the way his eyes slinked down to your lips, following the line and curve of them before moving back up to your eyes. It hits you that you want him. You want him more than you think you’ve wanted anyone before.

And sex.

You can hear the way he said those words clearly in your mind. It replays, his familiar and cat-like cadence on a loop in your mind. You can’t help but imagine his experience. Have his fingers been inside of someone else? They must have. He must have experience, with that much confidence. It sends you loopy, turns your blood to syrup and honeys your mind.

There’s an insatiable and unfullfillable curiosity when it comes to Tendou, coated in a rich and thick desire. That must be what the syrupy feel he brings with him is. It must be that you’re developing physical symptoms from him. He’s contagious. Maybe, sometime soon, you’ll look like stained glass too.

—

Do you want to fuck a ghost? You ask yourself this every morning when you wake up. Three weeks into your new arrangement and you spend your mornings fixing coffee while you grapple with the idea of wanting to fuck a ghost so desperately that it makes you a little crazy.

You think, most of the time, about your dreams. They’re so vivid, getting more vivid by the day. You wonder if they’re just fantasy or if something is lining up with your energies (which is something you, apparently, believe in now) that’s giving you such descriptive dreams. They’re so real that you can almost taste them. Well, you would be able to taste them if Satori did anything but feel you up in them.

He’s gotten close to kissing you a few times. Always hovering just above your face, you tilt your chin up in hopes to catch his mouth with yours. Just a small taste. That’s all you really need.

Instead of obliging, he just pulls away slightly, making you chase until you’re whining. When you wake, you’re always sticky. Your body is covered in sweat and between your thighs, you’ve made a mess of the underwear you wore to sleep. You stick to the fabric, inside of your thighs sticky with arousal, and it never fails to put you in a bad mood.

“Good morning,” Tendou chimes from around the living room corner. He’s made a habit of speaking before you see him, you think, to avoid startling you.

You shoot him a glare. It’s not really his fault that dream Tendou wouldn’t kiss you, but you think it’s his fault that you’re having the dreams in the first place.

Tendou’s eyes widen a little and he sits back in the chair. It doesn’t dent with the weight of him.

“Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed…” he chides, giving you a small lopsided smile.

You grin sarcastically before moving to the kitchen, pulling down a mug from the cabinet and setting it on the counter with a thud. He watches from the couch, chuckling a little bit to himself.

“Awful chipper for a dead guy, aren’t you?”

“We make do with what we have,” he says matter of factly. You frown a bit at the wisdom in his voice. “You opening the shop today?”

“Yeah, I have to,” you state, rolling your shoulders back while you wait for your coffee to steep in the french press.

“Mm or… you could just hang out with me?” He comes up behind you, putting a hand on either side of you on the counter. You hadn’t heard him get up. “How’s that sound?”

You turn around, careful to not touch him. You worry that if you do, you’ll go right through him and it would shatter the flimsy illusion that he’s a living, breathing man.

“Fat chance. You might just” you wave your hand in the air, “disappear without warning. Besides, I need money.”

“Mmm?” he hums delightfully, voice picking up at the back as it rises in pitch.

Tendou peers down at you from where he stands, tilting his head to the side as the corners of his lips curl into a wry smile. He gives you enough space to breathe. There is enough room between the both of you that he’s not touching you, his body angled forward so that he encroaches on the edge of what you would consider to be your personal space bubble. Still, you can’t figure out if he’s too close or if he’s too far.

You duck beneath his arm, feeling the velvet touch of his skin as it slips past yours. You’re relieved that he didn’t vanish. That there is at least something slightly tangible to him. Still, touching him feels frustrating. You want to feel the push of pressure when you tap him. You want the give and take of physical objects interacting. It is increasingly frustrating that you can’t dig your fingers into his arms and feel blood pulsing beneath his skin. Instead, touching Tendou is like touching velvet with the tip of your finger. Slightly soft and almost unregisterable if you weren’t feeling for it.

Tendou’s gaze follows you as you move about the room, his eyes slinking across his waterline. You can feel the familiar prick of the hair at the back of your neck and you’re vaguely aware of the all-too-teasing smile that graces his dulled features.

“Maybe if you’re here when I eat lunch we can hang out,” you say, spinning around as if you were conceding something.

Tendou tilts his head to the side. “I’ll try to stick around, then.”

You watch him for a moment before grabbing your mug and heading to the front door of the apartment. It’s too early to open still but you need the breathing room. Satori wishes you a good day from within the apartment and you find that it sounds like the walls themselves have spoken to you. Your cheeks heat and you sip your coffee to pretend that it’s the reason why they do.

—

Celine comes in with the mail today, bouncing through the door.

It’s been a few weeks since you’d asked her about Tendou and in that time, she’s asked you every morning if you ever got to the bottom of things. You always wave her off, smiling at her while making a comment about how it must have been a joke because Tendou Satori hasn’t been around lately.

You suppose that it’s not entirely a lie. Tendou hasn’t been in the shop lately but he has been upstairs, lounging around the apartment you pay rent for like the ectoplasmic freeloader he is.

Celine waves a familiar envelope in front of you and sets it on the counter. You look down at it, recognizing it as the second rent check you’ve received from your landlord. It marks the beginning of your third month here and you pause thinking about how it’s felt like a lifetime.

“Not as exciting the second time around, is it?” She asks, french rolling off her tongue easily in a thick, honey-coated accent.

You laugh a little. “It’s certainly lost at least a bit of its charm.”

She smiles, leaning forward on the counter and resting her head on her outstretched arm. “That guy still bugging you?”

Bugging you? He’s plaguing you. He’s a disease.

“Nah,” you shake your head, “I told you before that he hasn’t come around.”

Celine furrows her eyebrows a bit. “Still, I think it’s weird.”

“Yeah well… he was a weird guy,” you respond.

You notice that it’s the first time you’ve referred to Satori in the past tense. Not someone who is, but someone that was. It’s an odd thought and you spend a lot of time thinking about it once Celine leaves, her mail bag bouncing with each step she takes.

You eye the silver clock on the mantle above the register. It needs to be shined soon, it’s silver becoming dull with the regular wear of oxygen on metal. The second hand ticks by slowly and you heave a sigh as you turn your attention back to the near-empty storefront.

Thinking about Tendou is like falling down a rabbit hole of uncertainties and by the time lunch hour rolls around, you’re almost eager to finally get upstairs and ask him. It’s not so much one solid question but more so a collection of them, all coming together to form this puddle of uncertainty at your feet. Who was be before? What was his favorite food? Did he have a favorite outfit? A well worn comfy sweatshirt? How did he take his coffee?

You walk to the front door, glancing out into the open street where people move along the sidewalks and cars whizz down the road, sliding the small key into the lock and turning it. You’d almost forgotten that there was an outside at all, only reminded of the world beyond the shop door when you step out to get groceries. The lock makes a pleasant clicking sound, thick and heavy, as it slides into the door frame and you tug on it three times after to make sure that it’s really locked.

When you get upstairs and push the door to the apartment open, you find that Tendou is nowhere to be found. You call out to him as if it could summon him, voice ringing through the apartment and bouncing off the walls, but to no avail. The sound hits them and ricochets right back at you, giving the space a hollow and empty feeling. Part of you thinks that he might be hiding, leaning into the somewhat playful aspect of his personality, but when you check the adjacent two rooms, you find nothing.

You eat your lunch alone. Well, not really. The eyes are always there, heavy creased and double lidded, but—for all intents and purposes—you are alone.

—

Fingers. That’s what you register when you first enter your dream. You feel them creeping down your waistband. As you blink in the syrupy feeling of dreams, you realize that you’re once again face-to-face with Tendou. You’re back in the same dream you always have, with his body positioned above you and his hands wandering aimlessly down the center of your stomach.

There’s no pressure. The feeling of being touched is almost imaginary, as is customary of dreams, and you squirm like it will give you a better feel of him. His fingers drag across the dips in your stomach, pads of them pressed firmly to the skin there. You can see the way it dips and bends around his digits, wells of flesh created by his wandering hands.

You’ve picked up in the middle of your usual dream this time, towards what would normally be the end. Around this point, your dream always comes to a frustrating climax in the form of waking up.

Satori toys with the waistband of your shorts, his finger slipping under and sliding side to side beneath the elastic material. You watch with an open mouth, beginning to pant as desire drips into your belly from Tendou above you. You study the boney curves of his hands. They’re fair and pale, almost glowing, with an even tone and somewhat purple hues. You admire the veins that run up the back of them, ignoring the fact that any blood within is stagnant—if it is present at all. They go all the way up his forearms, creating slightly raised lines that look like they would be soft to the touch. If you could, you would feel them.

His eyes go between you and his fingers. Tendou watches as he toys with you, his gaze occasionally flicking up to meet yours. In them, you find low-lidded curiosity. They bubble with something akin to desire and you find yourself gasping at the intensity of them. In this dream, everything Tendou does, he does with intention.

Then, he takes his other hand and slips your shorts down your thighs. You feel the way the fabric of your panties sticks to your cunt, shifting your hips upwards so that they’re easier to take off. This is new. You’ve never dreamt this before and you can feel yourself salivating at the idea of going further, nudging your chin up in the hope that maybe this time he’ll kiss you too.

Tendou runs his hands up your thighs and you note that, in your dream, they’re warm and fleshy. Though you know that you’re feeling imagined touch, you relish in it. Tendou doesn’t feel like this in waking hours.

His fingers slide up the inside of your thigh, running along the crease where your cunt meets your leg. Tendou’s so close to where you need him, smearing his fingers across your cunt and giving you the sensation of pressure without there being any.

Then, his thumb comes into contact with your clit and you struggle to find your voice. It doesn’t feel like anything in particular—a frustrating culmination into something unplaceable—but even just watching makes you feel good, like you’re starving and he’s dangling a meal in front of your face. It’s not graspable and you know, from the way your gut swirls, that this is your brain making up an explanation for the perpetual arousal you experience on a near-daily basis. Still, you imagine it to feel good.

You watch as Tendou slides one long spindly finger into you, curling up. Just watching it is enough to make your breath swell, finally finding your voice as you let out a low moan that hums in your chest. He tilts his head to the side, his cool facade breaking for a moment to reveal a pleasant and mischievous smile.

Everything feels weighed down with sand, like it has gone slightly numb. Your limbs are weighted, body heavy and inexplicably sweet. His face, only a mere inch from yours, breathes warm breath across your cheeks and you push your chin forward to kiss him. Instead, you feel only the ghost of his lips, fluttering by your open mouth as you writhe and gasp for more stimulation.

You feel the beginnings of a climax. It’s at your fingertips, starting to swell within you as it bubbles intangibly from your chest and down into your stomach. You pant, breasts rising and falling as his fingers speed up with your breathing.

Just as you are about to come, sandbag legs beginning to tremble with imagined pleasure and clumsy fingers heating as you come to the crest of the wave, you wake.

It’s less gentle this time as you writhe at the unplaceable loss. It’s always strange waking up from a wet dream before you come, you always realize after the fact that there was something missing.

Your forehead sweats. Beads of it have collected above your eyebrows and you groan as you rub your eyes and turn your head toward the blind-covered windows. You can see the early wisps of morning light coming through, still blue in hue as the sun hides behind the horizon, and you sigh, unwilling to begin the day.

“Are you okay?”

You turn with a start, making out Tendou’s silhouette in the doorway. He leans his shoulder against it, body curved in a delightfully casual way with one foot crossed idly over the other. Your face heats, eyes widening in the dark of the room.

“What do you mean?” You say, half mortified.

“You were groaning in your sleep,” he says, shrugging his shoulders. “Wiggling around too. Thought you might have been having a nightmare.”

You shake your head, giving a small laugh. “No, I don’t think I was.”

You feign uncertainty and Tendou walks over to the edge of the bed and sits. It doesn’t dip. He tilts his head, leaning to the side on one hand.

“Then what did you dream about?”

He seems to be asking genuinely, eyebrows furrowed in the center, though it’s too dark to really tell.

“I can’t remember,” you lie, laying all the way back down in bed.

Tendou hums inquisitively. It sounds like he’s onto you, tilting his head further to the side so that he can keep looking at you.

He’s never been in here so early in the morning. If he’s around when you wake up, he sits in the living room or kitchen waiting for you to get up. Today, however, he appears in the doorway the same way he does in your dreams and you’re made hyperaware of his proximity to you.

Tendou lays down on top of the covers beside you. His body bounces but the bed doesn’t and you briefly wonder if everything in this world has a ghostly counterpart. You imagine things like they are only one side of a coin and the other is one you can’t see.

“Do you… always watch me when I sleep?” You ask, voice quiet through embarrassment.

Tendou tilts his head to the side, smiling as his eyes crinkle in the corners. “Not always.”

You nod, taking in that information and trying to swallow down the mortifying ordeal of being caught immediately post-wet dream by the exact person you had a wet dream about. Rubbing your legs together to ease the ache.

“Why?” You croak.

Tendou gives a small laugh, eyes following the lines your face makes. You see them travel down your cheeks, to your nose, and then to your lips.

“What else is there to do when you’re dead?”

“Good point.”

#tendou x reader #tendou satori x reader #tendou x reader smut #tendou satori x reader smut #ghost!tendou #haikyuu smut #kinktober 2022 #[ 📕 – writing ]

[scarlettriot]

• Winter Writing Events 2022 •

It's that time of year again when the nights are long, and the air is filled with a particular kind of magic.

⛄️ So, to celebrate this very special time of year, I'm going to be offering three different writing events for you to pick from!

⛄️ Originally, I wanted to do this as just a fun little event, but I'm going to turn it into a Pay What You'd Like Event, instead. Each event will have a small fee attached because…

⛄️ Just before Thanksgiving, I found out we (my little family and I) have become the victims of a very large scam. A lot of money was taken from us, and, to put it simply, it's not been an easy couple of days, and it's not gonna be for a while. So, I'm doing absolutely everything I can think of to help with our finances.

⛄️ To partake in any of the events, you simple need to DM or send me an ask. I will be accepting payments via my Ko-Fi account.

⛄️ So, with that being said, these are the different events I will be offering:

• The Gift Exchange - $1.00 (Match Up)

• New Years Kisses - $3.00 (Match Up)

• A Holi-Date - $5.00 (Personal Fic)

⛄️ Fandoms I will write for: BNHA, Haikyuu, JJK, TR, and Obey Me.

⛄️ Smutty options available

To find out more information, please click below!

• Please remember my blog is STRICTLY for people over 18. If you are a minor or an ageless blog you WILL NOT be able to participate. No expectations! I will be checking blogs •

🎁 Gift Exchange 🎁 $1.00 🎁

You’d like to partake in the gift exchange! Fantastic!

• What I Need From You •

🎁 A list of three (3) characters you’d like to receive a gift from. One (1) of them will randomly select you in the exchange!

🎁 A list of your hobbies and interests. Or things you might like to have. Remember, the more details and information you provide, the more heartfelt the gifts will be.

• What You’ll Get From Me •

🎁 A short Drabble (around 200 words) about how your winter cutie surprises you with a gift in the exchange.

💋 New Years Kisses 💋 $3.00 💋

Looking for a special someone to smooch at midnight? You’ve come the the right place.

• What I Need From You •

💋 A photo, picrew, or physical description of what you look like as well as a short description about you.

💋 Things to include might be: likes and dislikes, hobbies and interests, some of your favorite places, your birth month, your personality type, the kinda person you tend to find attractive… I hope you get the picture.

💋 Please include which fandom(s) you would like me to stay within. Or ones you’d like me to not pick from. Also, be sure to let me know if you have a gender preference or if there are characters you absolutely DO NOT want to be paired with.

• What You’ll Get From Me •

💋 A Drabble (around 500 words) about your new years kiss with your special person. Smut can be included. Scroll down for more info.

❄️ A Holi-Date ❄️ $5.00 ❄️

Who doesn’t like going out (or staying in) with their fav during this time of year? Let’s plan the perfect time for you two.

• What I Need From You •

❄️ The character you’d like to spend this holiday with. Please let me know if this is a first date or if you two have been together for a while.

❄️ Since this is a personalized fic, I like to make them as, well, personal as possible! If you’re comfortable providing a photo, picrew or physical description, that would be wonderful. As well as the name and pronouns you would like to be referred to as.

❄️ Let me know some things you like to do during these colder months. Are you the kind of person who loves going out sledding and snowboarding or would you rather cozy up with a fuzzy blanket and warm coco? The more details you provide, the more I’ll be able to tailor the fic to you.

❄️ If there is a specific trope you absolutely love, let me know and I’ll try to include it for you.

• What You’ll Get From Me •

❄️ A personalized fic just for you and your sweetie that’s around 1K word count. Smut can be included! Please scroll down for more info.

⛄️ In a DM or ask let me know which event you would like to participate in.

⛄️ Click the link to go to my Ko-Fi account. When you make your payment, please include your tumblr blog name and event so I know who is who.

⛄️ After that, please send me the things I asked for per the event you selected. Once I have that information, I will be able to start working on your piece.

⛄️ Beside my day job, these events are going to be my top priority! I’m hoping to have a 2-3 day turn around. But, I will always be transparent and let you know where I’m at with the events and where you are in line.

⛄️ Events will be worked on in order they are received however, if you happen to pay more than the listed amount (because this is a pay what you want event) I will make sure your piece is prioritized.

⛄️ IF INTERESTED IN SMUT - I am happy to add a little spicy to the New Years Kisses and Holi-Date events. Talk to me about what you’re looking for and we can work something out. Additional cost for smut is $2.00 for New Years Kisses and $3.00 for Holi-Date.

⛄️ I really hope everyone will be able to enjoy this winter event! It will be open starting today (Dec 01 - Jan 31 2023).

⛄️ Wishing everyone a lovely and safe holiday season. Thank you for all the love and support.

- Scarlett 💋

#scar’s winter event ⛄️ #scar’s writing again 📕 #mha #BNHA #JJK #haikyuu!! #tokyo revengers #obey me #fandoms #writing event #mha fic #bnha fic #jjk fic #haikyuu fic #obey me fic

[tenyaiidasslut]

Yū Nishinoya// The Aftermath (NSFW)

Yū Nishinoya// The Aftermath (NSFW) 

A/N: a bit of angst near the start, lower case intended, and not proof read. reader uses they/them but has a pussy and tits, reader is also taller than Noya. don’t like this but i’ve wasted to much time to throw it away so here :”)

Warnings: arguing, (shitty) angst, fluff(just a little) ,NSFW, cum eating, yall both say ‘i love you’ a few time, ooc Noya and Tanaka

word count - 1.7k

you and Noya had been dating for 7 years and married for 3. throughout the 10 years that the two of you were together you had never gotten into a fight that wasn’t solved within the first few minutes. 

this time was different, this time he walked out of your shared apartment after it looked like you were talking to someone else. 

you went out for an ice cream date, because today was the first time in a long while you guys had spent time together. a guy was trying to get your number while Noya got the ice cream. you politely refused but they were persistent and put their hand on your hip, as you tried to push their hand away Noya turns and to him it looks like you’re putting their hand on your hip. 

“HEY BACK OFF!! THEY HAVE A BOYFRIEND!!!” Noya yells as he walks towards you and the guy. “Hey short stack” the other male says in an (obvious) derogatory manner. before you could speak Noya throw the ice cream at them. “WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!” they spit as they try to wipe away some of the ice cream. Noya speed walks in their direction, but you grab Noya’s hand and walk towards the car. 

the air on the ride home was stiff and dense 

“Noya what the fuck is your problem?!” you ask as Noya closes the door  behind him. “my problem? what’s your problem?! after 10 years together...a few weeks since the last time we spent some time together and you go and flirt with other people?!” he speaks with a noticeable shake in his voice. you feel your eyes start to water, he thought you were cheating. 

after 10 years together, after the many ups and downs, after the love that only grew stronger over time... 

he thought you were cheating... 

“Yū-” you were cut off by Noya speaking “i’m going for a walk” he speaks not even above whisper. you stand in the middle of your apartment and just think~ its not my fault, he didn’t let me explain myself. i shouldn’t have to explain myself, it been 10 years for fuck sake!! why would i cheat on him...i love him. it just doesn’t make sense~

its been a few hours and he still isn’t home, you call Tanaka in hope for the whereabouts of your husband 

~~~~

You 

Tanaka! Noya and I got into an argument, he left and it’s been a few hours since I heard from him and I’m starting to really worry. do you know where he could be? 

Tanaka 

yea, he’s here. we talked a little about it but he didn’t say much, if you don’t mind can you tell me more of what happened? 

You

yea...we were out on an ice cream date, some guy tried to talk to me but I wasn’t interested. they were persist, they put a hand on my hip and I pushed them away. of course tho Noya just had to turn around and to him looks like I was putting the guys’ hand on my hip. Noya yelled at the guy and throw the ice cream at them, he started to speed walk towards the guy but I grab his hand and pulled him to the car. we left and went home, when we get here he asked what happened but didn’t actually give me a chance to explain myself. he left the apartment and here we are now...

Tanaka

mhm, sounds like yall just need to talk a bit more. well, yea once he get here we talked about it, played a few games, ate, and then he fell asleep. i’ll talked to him when he’s up :)

You 

thanks Tanaka, I really just wanted to know if he was safe :)

Tanaka 

you’re welcome, we’re family. I mean you are married to my best friend 

You 

*chuckles* really Tanaka,,,thank you 

Tanaka

no problem, talk to ya later

You 

see ya *hangs up* 

~~~~

////

*call from My Lightnin’ Bolt*

Noya 

Hey baby, can you unlock the door?  I'm on the way home

You 

It's not locked

Noya

Okay *hangs up* 

////

Noya gets home, opens the door, jumps over a chair and... "ROLLING THUNDER!!". You smile as Noya stands up right and hugs you. "Missed you too baby" you say smiling ear to ear. Noya stands on his tippy toes and showers you kisses, you smile as you help hold him up. His hands stop to wonder upon your body "I'm sorry I didn't give you time to explain yourself" he says between kisses. "It's fine..I guess. Just know that I love you with every atom in my body and will never cheat nor leave you" you say as you start to kiss him back, his hands still wondering. "Impossible, I love you more than everyone on this hell of an earth..." he says as his hands find their way under your shirt. "Actually let me show you much I love you" he says has he smiles into kiss and pulls at your pants. "Okay" you say back in the kiss.

////

"Noya~"you moan out as Noya runs his fingers over your wet cunt. "Noya, please~" you say with a shaky voice, "Please what?" he questions in a teasing manner. "Please let me make you feel good too" you say through breathy moans, "No lovey, I'm going to make you feel good, it's the least I can do after not letting you explain yourself and walking out on you" he say as he move his fingers a bit faster. You let out a short string of moans as you feel a knot in your tummy. "You going to come and I haven't even tasted you yet" he says as he starts to take off your panties

Noya lightly licks at your clit and bucks his hips in the bed. Your back slightly arches as you whimper into a pillow, Noya grinds his hips into the bed a bit more and moans against your clit. "Please Noya, make me cum~" you let out as push his face in to you pussy. Noya moans into your clit a bit more, and you feel the knot in your tummy begin to loosen. "I'm gonna cum-please,please,pl~" you're cut off by your own climax. "Aww you came on my face like the lovey wife you are" Noya says and you let go of his head. he licks the cum off his chin and lips while looking you in the eyes, a smile filled with hunger plasters his face. 

Noya moves up and sits on your stomach, taking off your bra and his boxers. "Push your tits together and open your mouth" he says and spits on your tits. You do as told as he begins to fuck your boobs, he lays back a little and rubs you clit with his thumb, putting his middle and index finger in your soaked cunt. You let out quite moans as Noya pumps his fingers in and out of you. Noya fucks your tits just a bit faster and "Op~open that pretty mouth of yours. I-want to see my thick, warm cum on these beautiful lips of yours" he says thought soft moans. You open your mouth and put out you tongue, a few thrust later and he's cumming on your face and in you mouth.

"Now let me fuck your gorgeous cunt" as he says as he move off your stomach and plants a soft kiss to your puffy clit and licks his fingers. "Please make me cum again. I wan~wanna cum on your dick, please~"  you say out of breath. "Tell me you love me..then you can cum" he says catching his breath and rubbing the head of his dick against your folds. "I love you, I love~" he pushes the head of his dick in with a little whimper, you let out a gasp. “I wasn't really" you say giggling "sorry, baby" he says moving up for a kiss and pushing the rest of his dick at once. You grip the sheets and moan into the kiss still unprepared, even with your wet cunt. "Sorry babes" he says gripping your hips, you look at him with dark eyes, yet a smile on your lips (cum is still on your face btw).

He begins to thrust his hips against yours while moving his hands to your thighs and squeezing. "I love you, I love you~" you say as he starts to move a bit more. Heavy, long strings of moans leave both you and your husbands lips filling the room. Compliments and loving words fall from your lips like snow on a winter day, many kisses exchange between the two of you, and what felt like the best loving in your life.

A few more thrusts and "I'm gonna cum- fuck! please,I'm gonna cum" you say as you tug on the sheets, lifting them from the corners of the bed. "Hold it just a bit longer, just a little more for me baby" Noya says as he squeezes your thighs and places kisses where he can. "Please c~cum soon~" you managed to get out, he moves he hips just bit faster "Where do you want me to cum?" he asks with his face as red as ever "cum on me- please cum on my stomach~" you say letting go of your high because you simply can’t hold it anymore. you feel him pull out, and with a few more strokes of his dick he’s cumming on your stomach. white, hot, thick streaks of cum hit your stomach as he moans and shakes from such an intense orgasm.

He lays against your stomach while both of you breathe heavily, getting cum on him as well. "I love you" he says, breath still very uneven "I love you more" you say with a smile, he moves up and plants a kiss on your lips. “my cum tastes great when it’s on you” he say as he licks his lips. “you are one nasty slut” you say and smile. “so are you, but you love it” he says and licks more cum from your lips.

with a smile he sits up and says "let's go take a shower" he says which sounds more like a question then a statement. "Okay" you say with a smile as your breath finally evens out

#📕.haikyuu #📄.noya

[myprincejinnie]

fic recs for my anime hotties!!

-separated by anime & character and then genre-

if it has more than one genre like mafia and soulmate au then i will put it in the section that i think it leans more towards, but most will have summaries and warnings as well so it will be easy to figure out (hopefully lol). the genre is more au based and not like friends to lovers and stuff bc most aus have those genres as well and it is hard to separate. if it doesn't have an au it is prob in others. this list looks kind of scuffed bare w it pls. i really just made this to keep track of my fav fics so i can reread them. + some of them i haven't read in a while. and others i didn't add bc they are either on hold or it is pretty obvious that they are never going to be finished )); i really like hybrid, a/b/o, and soulmate aus so lots of those !! i go to tumblr after finishing my manhwas and when i get tired of trying to find fics on ao3, so i prob have more on the ao3 list. in regards to this anime tumblr fic rec list, i have a lot more on the ao3 list but it is going to take forever to put together . . . i am scared.

find other group and fandom lists here.

>>the mentioned ao3 list<< this one is going to take a while lol . . .

📕 - one shot/head cannon/short

📚 - series

🔃 - ongoing

✅️ - completed

🔞 - smut + not going to put all warnings for the type of smut going on in each so make sure to read warnings on the og post jic

Kiyoomi Sakusa (Haikyuu!!)

___soulmate au___

Soulmate!Sakusa x Reader by watevermelon📕

Summary: request --

>> Warnings & Tags: none. Notes: I love this author so lots from them!!

Golden Swirls by hawks-supremacy📕

Summary: when Sakusa's sister told him how people found their soulmates, he was disgusted. or at least until he found his. >> Warnings & Tags: no warnings, fluff and angst

___childhood friends___

Envy by watevermelon📕🔞

Summary: Childhood friends with Sakusa Kiyoomi, you were sure that your unrequited desires would simply stay that way. From play-dates in his backyard to being the manager of the Itachiyama volleyball team, you were content with watching your friend pursue his dream. >> Warnings & Tags: SLIGHT SPOILERS FOR CHAPTER 394, Explicit one-shot; smut, Porn with Plot; Unreliable Narrator; Jealousy but actual mutual pining; lots of Humor; semi-public sex; dominant Sakusa; near face-fucking; finger fucking; eating out

___fluff___

Quiet Sort of Love by watevermelon📕

Summary: As manager of the Fukurōdani volleyball club, there was no doubt that Itachiyama’s Sakusa Kiyoomi was a strong ace. He brought your team to their knees on multiple occasions, but what you were not expecting was getting to know the nationally acclaimed spiker beyond just the titles and labels. >> Warnings & Tags: Implicating language and slight spoilers toward the end (you will be warned beforehand :)), lots of fluff, angst, slight BokuAka, character development, mutual pining at one point, Buckle up boys cause this is a LONG one LMAO

Tetsurō Kuroo (Haikyuu!!)

___soulmate au___

He's my soulmate by honeypirate📕

Summary: You can communicate telepathically with your soulmate, sending thoughts and feelings to them. it’s a skill that develops through time after you hit 17.  it takes a few months for the connection to grow so for the first little while not a lot comes through. So far you have similar songs getting stuck in your head and thoughts will come through quietly. You tried once to send specific messages but you never had any responses to them so you tried to just go about your day, excited with any thought or songs that come through. >> Warnings & Tags: Kuroo x f!Reader soulmate AU, soulmates

Soulmate Singer by sundrop-tetsu📕

Summary: your voice was truly something. he loved hearing it. and he often heard you singing. but honestly, he thought it was a mere hobby of yours. finding out his soulmate is american was a bummer because of the distance. but hey, you have a concert in tokyo coming up. and thankfully, his friends are your biggest fans >> Warnings & Tags: kuroo tetsurou x gn!popsinger!reader, gender-neutral reader

HAWKS (MHA)

___soulmate au___

Falling for You by flannel-cladpika📕

Summary: This AU is from my list of BNHA Soulmate AU’s. This one took a lot longer than most of my stories do, but I like the way it turned out. Enjoy! Hawks x F!Reader soulmate au >> Warnings & Tags: none, female reader

TOJI (JJK)

welp . . . i will just call this

___smut___

Bunny Girl Toji by aizawa-horny-brigade📕🔞

Summary: Request -- Toji with a cute bunny girl. She’s sweet and allows him to do whatever he wants with her. Always wakes him up with a bj 🥺Who knows how a mean asshole like him got her to begin with. Certainly seems like the type to have “won” her from a shitty owner after gambling. >> Warnings & Tags: male receiving oral, Toji being a bully

milkmaid. by aizawa-horny-brigade📚✅️🔞

Summary: straight smut, y’all. Downright filth 😤 ✨enjoy✨ >> Warnings & Tags: literally smut, read warning for each part, part 1 -- Farmer!Nanami x Chubby!Cowgirl!Reader (ft. Puppyboy!Yuji), part 2 --Wolf!Toji x Chubby!Cowgirl!reader & Farmer!Nanami x Chubby!Cowgirl!reader, part 3 -- Wolf!Toji x Chubby!Cowgirl!reader & Farmer!Nanami x Chubby!Cowgirl!reader

GOJO (JJK)

gojo. by demxnscous📕

Summary: gn + sorcerer!reader, mutual pining, reader and Gojo are good friends, he gets a little possessive(?) in this, extended metaphors yay >> Warnings & Tags: none.

LAST UPDATED/ADDED ON: 12.21.2023

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(new!) midnight blue ribbon - oneshot, kageyama tobio/reader, hogwarts au

he'd be the type of guy to.. (haikyuu edition) - fluff, headcanons, hinata/reader, kageyama/reader, kenma/reader, oikawa/reader

he'd be the type of guy to.. (luxiem edition) - fluff, headcanons for all 5 of luxiem

texting the jjk boys - smau, fluff, crack, yuji/reader, megumi/reader, yuta/reader, inumaki/reader, suguru/reader, satoru/reader

luxiem & your dms - smau, fluff, crack, ot5 luxiem

(new!) asking anime boys for pads - smau, fluff, crack, kenma/reader, illumi/reader, saiki k/reader, yuta/reader

(new, ongoing!) isn't it romantic? - choi soobin/reader (txt), jazz bar singer x fashion student, fluff, crack, smau

not my best.. aka DO NOT READ IF YOU HATE CRINGE (i still wrote them tho but i HATE the writing)

secretary from hell! - dark, yandere (?), dead dove do not eat (?), suguru/reader

a mere knock off can never beat the real thing, they say.. - dark, yandere, dead dove do not eat (?), scaramouche/reader

i love you (even if i lose you) - angst, highschool au, soobin/reader/beomgyu

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[dearestgojo]

Just A Suggestion

Mattsun x Fem Reader

A/n: I'm on period and was having horny thoughts...this was the result. That is all. Good day.

Warnings: 18+. Period sex. Fingering. Grinding/humping. Period blood.

WC: 1.4k

Dark eyes stare down at you as you whine at the pain in your lower abdomen that spreads throughout your hips. Soothing circles rub into the small of your back, and long fingers twirling loose strands of hair. Issei’s chin rests on the top of your head, humming lowly, as he does his best to bring comfort to you. Legs tangled with yours underneath the pile of blankets and a heat pack pressed in between your bodies. There’s a cup of chamomile tea on the bedside stand, still warm, and the television is playing your favorite show quietly while your eyes remain closed.

Issei adjusts his weight on the bed, pulling you on top of him. The hand that had been messing with your hair is now tangled in it. Your legs straddled him and your face pushed further into the crook of his neck. His mind wanders to a tweet he had recently seen on his feed. “You know,” he hooks two of his fingers underneath your chin so that you look up at him, “If the painkillers aren’t working there’s one other thing that can help with the cramps.” He wiggles his thick eyebrows.

You scowl up at him, “Issei, really?”

He laughs a little at your expression, “Hey it was just a suggestion.” He goes back to messing with your hair and rubbing your back. Your head turns towards the television, but you can’t seem to concentrate on what is happening on the screen, the idea lingering in your mind.

There’s a heat creeping up your spine, as the thoughts of having him touching you invade your mind. It doesn’t help that you're situated right above his crotch.

Too lost in your thoughts you don’t notice that you’ve started to grind against Issei. He does though, he can feel you needly grinding on him, right above his hardening cock, the thin material of your pad pressing against him. His hands come up to stop your hips, doing his best to hold on to the little self-control he has. “Thought you didn’t want to.”

Your face heats up as you realize what you had been doing. You push yourself up, and pull the hem of the oversized shirt you had been wearing over your head, revealing your bare breasts to him. “Changed my mind.” You bring your lips down to his for a hungry kiss, tongues sliding against one another. You resume grinding down on him, pad adding to the pressure of his dick pressed into you.

Issei separates himself from your lips only to attack your tits, a long string of salvia keeping you connected while he moves away. You hum in satisfaction when he brings one of your nipples into his warm mouth, biting the areola a bit before sucking on it. His other hand comes up to give your other boob the same attention. You swear you could come from him just pleasing your boobs.

You bring your hands between your bodies and tug on his shirt, “Take this o-off...not fair.” Your brain’s starting to feel slightly like mush, and you can feel Issei smiling into your chest at the effect he has on you. He complies, letting go of your boob with a pop, and sitting up far enough to pull the shirt over his head. He goes back to sucking on your breasts when he throws it across the room somewhere.

He stays buried in your chest, tongue licking the space between your boobs, while raising his hips to pull his sweats down his legs, boxers going with them. You whine when his length brushes against your inner thigh. You feel extra sensitive to any touches you receive, the slick in between your legs gushing out more than usual. Issei’s fingers push your underwear to the side a bit, touching your bare cunt. You feel him groan against you, “Fuck, princess, you soaking.”

Your face heats up when you remember that you're on your period, the pain of the cramps long ago dulled out to just slight discomfort. “I-issei no i-” You moan when he pushes three fingers into you suddenly, thrusting them in and out.

Issei lets his head fall back into the pillows to see your blissed out face, tongue between your teeth and face flustered. He licks his lips when you start to grind into his hand, any thoughts you had of how gross it actually was long forgotten. He pulls his fingers out when he notices you close. You're about to whine, but it’s cut short when he pushes you on to your back.

His body is now caging you onto the mattress. You breath hitches in your throat when he starts to rub his length along your folds, excess slick coating his cock for lubrication, and tinge of blood. Every single time the head hits your clit you whine and your hips buck up, begging for more. Issei can’t help but smirk at how needy you’re being right now. “Just a second,” he runs his tongue along his bottom lip, looking at you hungrily.

He pushes your legs up to your chest before spreading them wide, the tip resting against your sopping hole. You both groan when he starts to push in, the slick from your arousal and blood making it easier for his thick girth to slide in. “F-fuck, feels so good,” Issei eyebrows furrow in pleasure and he watches himself easily slip into you. On any other day he would have had to take hours to prep you, and even then it would’ve been a struggle. But right now as he watches himself bottom out in one swift motion, he can’t stop thinking about how maybe period sex wasn’t as gross as people made it seem.

He starts out with shallow trusts, forehead pressed against yours, and eyes focused on where he’s going in out of you. A thin layer of arousal, with a bit of blood, covers his length. The sight of it spurs him into rutting into you more aggressively, balls slapping into your ass, and his nails digging into the fat of your thighs.

“I-issei too much,” you whine. You can feel him repeatedly hitting your g-spot, and his hands push your legs further up until your knees are almost on either side of your chest. You bring a hand down to press against his lower stomach, hoping to get him to slow down a little, but it’s futile, the whines and mewls that leave your lips only serve as an incentive for him to fuck into your harder.

Your body feels like it’s reaching heaven every time he slides back into you, the tip of his cock brushing against your cervix. Your legs are starting to ache from being stretched open, and the coil in the pit of your stomach is about to snap from the sting of basically being bred while on your period.

A thin sheet of sweat covers Issei’s forehead, some of it dripping down onto you. His thrust are starting to get sloppier and obscene sounds of squelching and moans bounce off the walls of your bedroom walls. Issei’s huffs of air start to mix with your breathy whines, your nails digging into his abdomen and forearms. “ I-I’m close, Issei.”

He lets your legs down, wrapping them around his waist, “I k-know. Me too.” He rests his forearms next to your head, eyes looking into yours, “Where do you want me to cum?” He asks, like he doesn’t already know the answer.

You squirm underneath as your orgasm approaches, “Inside, please, w-want you to fill me up.” The knot snaps, your back arching off the bed and into Issei’s chest. White hot flashes throughout your body, making you numb and ears deaf. Your nails are digging into the back of Issei’s shoulder blades. Your climax triggers Issei’s, hips pressed against you while he paints your insides white. Eyes squeezed shut, and fingers digging into your hips, leaving bruises in the shape of his fingers.

He stays seated inside of you while trying to recover his breathing, doing his best to keep his weight off of you. One of his hands rubs circles along your jaw, eyes looking down at you while he helps to steady your breathing also. You both whine as he pulls out, his cum dribbling out.

Issei sits back on his knees, watching as his cum mixed with your period blood drips out of your swollen cunt. He starts to second guess his conclusion that period sex wasn’t that bed when the cleaning aspects of it start to sink in. He might need to think a little more about the pros and cons of it, and what better way than to do it all over again.

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[seraphrots]

makki would totally go “happy father’s day to me” before eating your pussy.

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[oh-katsuki]

im thinking about bringing bokuto as a date to a wedding and just how fucking... charismatic he would be. he does not know anyone there but he suddenly is sitting talking to the family of the bride and groom congratulating them. he’s got kids swinging from both arms and legs telling them to hold on tight because he is swinging them hard enough to send them across the room. their parents are cheering from the tables and he’s beaming. 

smiles at you from across the room and introduces you to people despite the fact that he’s your plus one. 

bokuto drags you onto the dance floor and grooves with you for hours, just smiling and chatting and fully doing the boogie because... what else are weddings for other than showing off just how great a dancer he is (he’s not). oh, and celebrating love, of course. kisses your cheek while you dance n whispers in your ear about things that make you laugh. 

takes you home that night and asks how you feel about a shotgun wedding (even though he hasn’t proposed) because the kids got him thinking. bokuto tells you that you’d look so pretty pregnant in a wedding dress, marrying him, of course. teases you and says that you both can get started right now, then fucks you stupid into the mattress babbling about how he’s gonna fuck you pregnant. how your wedding is gonna be so much better because you’re gonna be carrying his kid and everyone will be able to see what he did to you. it’s kinda sick but man... if you’re not plugged full of cum by the end of it. 

#bokuto thirst #bokuto smut #haikyuu smut #haikyuu thirst #[ 💋📞– thirsts ] #[ 📕 – writing ] #yeah anyway... lots of thoughts today #this is word vomit but mmmm #yeah #tw: breeding

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📕 Kirishima x Bakugo x Uraraka / 🍊 

📕 Kirishima x Fem!Reader / 🍓

📕 Kyouka x Reader / 🍓

📕 Nemuri x Yu / 🍓 

📕 Rumi Usagiyama x Moe Kamiji / 🍓

📕 Shinsou x Uraraka / 🍓 

📕 Tetsutetsu x Reader / 🍓

📕 Todoroki x Reader / 🍓

📕 Todoroki x Uraraka / 🍓 

📕 Toga x Reader / 🍓

📕 Toga x Uraraka / 🥝 

📕 Tokoyami x Hagakure / 🍓 

📕 Yaoyorozu x Ashido / 🍓

 ﹥✥My Little Monster

⤷ 4

📕 Haru x Reader / 🍓 

📕 Werewolf!Haru x Shizuku / 🍓

📕 Shizuku x Reader / 🍓

📕 Yamaguchi x Shizuku / 🍇 

﹥✥Mystic Messenger

⤷ 1

📕 Jaehee x MC / 🍓 

﹥✥Omori

⤷ 1

📕 Aubrey x Sunny / 🍓

﹥✥Ouran High-School Host Club

⤷ 1

📕 Tamaki x Kyoya / 🍇

﹥✥Parasyte

⤷ 1

📕 Shinichi & Kana / 🍇

﹥✥Pokemon Sword/Shield

⤷ 0

✎ Marnie x Bede / 🍓 

﹥✥Q-Force

⤷ 2

📕 Stat x Reader / 🍓

📕 Stat x Reader / 🍇

﹥✥Saiki K

⤷ 1

📕 Auira x Trans Man!Reader /🍓

﹥✥Scissor Seven

⤷ 0

-

﹥✥She-ra

⤷ 0

-

﹥✥Sk8

⤷ 1

📕 Reki x Reader / 🍊

﹥✥Soul Eater

⤷ 1

📕 Soul x Maka / 🍇

﹥✥Total Drama Island

⤷ 1

📕 Duncan x Gwen / 🍇

﹥✥Voltron

⤷ 1

📕 Lance x Pidge / 🍓

﹥✥Your Light

⤷ 1

📕 Kase x Yamada / 🍓

Hey! Just about any requests are welcome from any fandom on this list! I just don’t do adult/minor or teen/tween even as aged up because it still feels icky... I also don’t do incest, that is nasty homies. But please request ships for me to write about in my asks! If you do, please make sure to include what fandom it’s from, if you want fluff/angst/comfort/etc etc. I also don’t do smut, so, none of that! If you can, maybe at least have some kind of prompt? Even if it’s just (A took B on a date!) It can be that simple but gives me something to work with!

✧･ﾟ: *Post Date: 

⤷ Jan 13th, 2022

✧･ﾟ: *Last Edited:

⤷ November 1st, 2022

#mha #soul eater #attack on titan #kipo and the age of wonderbeasts #a silent voice #kakegurui #helluva boss #hazbin hotel #future diaries #genshin impact #erased #doki doki literature club #brand new animal #blue excorsist #avatar the last airbender #legend of korra #anohana #corpse party #demon slayer #haikyuu #i love yoo #little witch academia #my little monster #mystic messender #misao #omori #ouran high school host club #parasyte

[tenyaiidasslut]

Shoyo Hinata// Spicy Cuddles (NSFW)

A/N- I'm new so be nice please. i don't think i got his personality as well as i wish, lower case intended, and not proof read. reader doesn't use any pronouns but they have a pussy

word count- 2k+

Warnings- somnophilia, riding, praise, fingering(reader receiving), whole lot of cussing, the reader gets ate out, mention of overstimulation, face sitting, back shots, reader takes control (near the end) (tell me if I missed something)

you and Shoyo had been dating for about 2 years now. today you and him had a rather tiring day, so you both decided why not have some sleepy cuddles.

"i love cuddling with you on days like this." Shoyo said as he pushed himself into you more, the male was turned in to your direction with his face in your chest and your arms around him. "i love being close to you, Shoyo" you said and plant a kiss on his fluffy hair. he lifted his head and placed a small kiss on your lips with a smile.

as you stated to doze off you shifted a bit, your thigh was now between his legs.

he was asleep while were just laying there with your eyes close, about to fall into a dreamland with your boyfriend when you felt him start to grind against your thigh a bit. you smiled and gave Shoyo a few head pats to help him back to sleep, from what you thought was a nightmare. you heard him let out a quite moan and you could feel him start to squirming.

the mere though of him getting off to you in his sleep has your cunt slick. you began to move your thigh against his dick to help him out a bit. you moved your hand down to your pussy and grazed your tender clit, Hinata heavily pants against your chest.

"{Y/N} please get me off~" Shoyo whines, his eyes were closed but you weren't sure he was asleep. you lightly shake him in an attempt to wake him up.

"Shoyo! Shoyo, wake up!!" you spoke and pushed him off of you. the male looked down to see a small dewy area in his pants. he tried to cover it but your hand it there before his.

"did you dream of me? did it make you needy? did you make this mess all for me?" you asking palming him through his pants. "its okay, i'm needy too." you leaded forward and kissed him, he was hesitant to kiss back but he did.

"take off your pants, love. we can get off together"

you said moving to take his pants off. "are you sure it's fine?" Shoyo asked blushing, "of course its fine! i'm needy and its your fault" you said and kissed his nose.

Shoyo smiled and push his pants down past his ankles, he was now left in his cum stained underwear that imprisoned his throbbing dick.

you took your pants and your panties off that cling to your messy pussy. heavy breaths fall from both his and your lips, shoving two (2) fingers into your soaked pussy and jerking off his length.

his rutting against your thigh earlier made it no surprise you that he would be close quickly.

"i'm gonna cum...gonna cum~" Hinata says as he rubs the slit of dick to edge himself closer. "hold it...a little more...please" you say rubbing small circles on your clit and pumping two (2) fingers into your cunt, voice fulled with ecstasy.

"cum...please cum w-with me~" you say, fingering yourself faster. "okay!...gonna cum, gonn-" Shoyo is cut off by his own orgasm leaving cum stains on the with a loud sob. you let out a forceful cry as you cum on your fingers.

"ride me... please ride me" Hinata says out of breath but a smile on his lips, he lays back for you to get on top of him. you straddle him, hovering right over his dick.

"sit on it" he says letting his hands up and down your sides, he sees you are somewhat unsure. he trails his hands all the way up your sides to your breast, he begins to place soft, light kisses on them.

he moves his hands up to your face and cups your cheeks, he plants a kiss on your forehead, nose, and lips. "its okay if you don't want to. we can try a different position or we can stop-" he says before getting cut off by you.

"no! its fine...i want to. i just down know what i'm doing" you say. "that's fine! just sit on it like i said and grind against it. do what makes you feel good! roll your hips slowly or move up and down, whatever brings you pleasure, baby" he says and lets his hands fall to your thighs.

you lower yourself onto him, pushing your starved cunt on his dick. you rest your hands on his chest for leverage, soft whimpers fall form your lips. once he bottoms out inside you a sigh of relief escaped between your teeth.

"good job, love! you feel okay?" Shoyo asked sitting up to kiss you "yea, i'm okay" you say and kiss him in return. you start to move your hips in a circle making the both of you moan into the kiss.

"you feel so good on my dick, do i make your insides feel good?" Hinata asks while pulling back from the kiss with a line of spit bind you both by the lip. "you feel so...so good inside me~" you say panting and grind against him faster.

the moans of two (2) yearning lovers fulled the room, along with skin slapping, and the occasional 'i love you' or ' i need you'.

you move your hips back and forth making Shoyo throw his head loving the feeling of your tight, warm pussy around his desperate, gratifying dick.

you feel a knot form in your stomach already, you can also feel Hinata's dick shift inside you.

"get...hands and knees...get on your hands and knees" Shoyo says slightly pushing you off him. you now have your ass in the air, Shoyo slaps your right ass cheek but plants a kiss on top to soften the sting and dose the same to the left.

Hinata starts to put small kisses on your dripping pussy. "no...no baby- i wanna cum on your dick not your tongue" you say with an effort to push his face from your cunt.

"okay baby, you can cum on my dick" he says, you can hear the smirk in his voice.

he shoves his dick in your pussy at once (we'll say you were wet enough so your fine), you mewl at the sharp, impulsive, attack of his dick on your cervix.

you put your face into the pillow in an attempt to hush your cries.

"come on baby, don't be so quiet. i like it when you indecent sounds because of my dick" you lift your head, breathing heavily. he thrust into you while putting wet kisses on your back, you let out soft, sweet moans as he thrust into you and you get used to his size and pace.

Shoyo moans against your skin while giving you wet, slow kisses. he speeds up his thrust making you moan a bit louder.

"where can i cum??" he asks whimpering. "you can cum- cum on my back~" you say panting. a few more thrusts and he's cumming all over your back and a little trails down to your asshole.

"fuck, fuck, fuck- so much...so much cum~ feels so fucking good tho" he is completely spent. "did you cum?" he asked, laying on your back getting cum on his stomach. "no, but i want to~" you say moving your hand to your pussy to finger yourself.

"NO!!" he yells, moving your hand. "i'll make you cum" he states and plunge his dick back in your vile pussy with a whimper. it only takes a few thrust for him to realize he's overstimulating himself and pulls out quickly.

"sorry, it was my...my dick is to sensitive right now. i'll make you cum with my mouth~" he says shaking and moving down to eat you out. you sit up and push him down, then move so that you are now hovering over his face.

"your gonna use that pretty tongue of yours and to make me cum of your beautiful face" you say sitting on Shoyo's face. you begin to grind against his face nut because you were already close it wouldn't take much to make you cum. you tingling your fingers in his orange locks and pull lightly. the tug of his hair made him moan into your pussy.

that pushed you over the edge and you cum in Shoyo's mouth, squeezing his head between your thighs.

you fall over onto the bed, one thigh resting on Hinata's stomach, breathing heavily you say "that was nice" with a smile in your boyfriend's direction. "yes, yes it was" Shoyo says out of breath but with a smile. "we should shower" he says while his nails graze over the the thigh that rests on his stomach, "we were supposed to be asleep" you say with a giggle. he laughs as well getting up to take a shower.

you and Shoyo had been dating for about 2 years now. today you and him had a rather tiring day, so you both decided why not have some sleepy cuddles.

"i love cuddling with you on days like this." Shoyo said as he pushed himself into you more, the male was turned in to your direction with his face in your chest and your arms around him. "i love being close to you, Shoyo" you said and plant a kiss on his fluffy hair. he lifted his head and placed a small kiss on your lips with a smile.

as you stated to doze off you shifted a bit, your thigh was now between his legs.

he was asleep while were just laying there with your eyes close, about to fall into a dreamland with your boyfriend when you felt him start to grind against your thigh a bit. you smiled and gave Shoyo a few head pats to help him back to sleep, from what you thought was a nightmare. you heard him let out a quite moan and you could feel him start to squirming.

the mere though of him getting off to you in his sleep has your cunt slick. you began to move your thigh against his dick to help him out a bit. you moved your hand down to your pussy and grazed your tender clit, Hinata heavily pants against your chest.

"{Y/N} please get me off~" Shoyo whines, his eyes were closed but you weren't sure he was asleep. you lightly shake him in an attempt to wake him up.

"Shoyo! Shoyo, wake up!!" you spoke and pushed him off of you. the male looked down to see a small dewy area in his pants. he tried to cover it but your hand it there before his.

"did you dream of me? did it make you needy? did you make this mess all for me?" you asking palming him through his pants. "its okay, i'm needy too." you leaded forward and kissed him, he was hesitant to kiss back but he did.

"take off your pants, love. we can get off together"

you said moving to take his pants off. "are you sure it's fine?" Shoyo asked blushing, "of course its fine! i'm needy and its your fault" you said and kissed his nose.

Shoyo smiled and push his pants down past his ankles, he was now left in his cum stained underwear that imprisoned his throbbing dick.

you took your pants and your panties off that cling to your messy pussy. heavy breaths fall from both his and your lips, shoving two (2) fingers into your soaked pussy and jerking off his length.

his rutting against your thigh earlier made it no surprise you that he would be close quickly.

"i'm gonna cum...gonna cum~" Hinata says as he rubs the slit of dick to edge himself closer. "hold it...a little more...please" you say rubbing small circles on your clit and pumping two (2) fingers into your cunt, voice fulled with ecstasy.

"cum...please cum w-with me~" you say, fingering yourself faster. "okay!...gonna cum, gonn-" Shoyo is cut off by his own orgasm leaving cum stains on the with loud sob. you let out a forceful cry as you cum on your fingers.

"ride me... please ride me" Hinata says out of breath but a smile on his lips, he lays back for you to get on top of him. you straddle him, hovering right over his dick.

"sit on it" he says letting his hands up and down your sides, he see you are somewhat unsure. he trails his hands all the way up your sides to your breast, he begins to place soft, light kisses on them.

he moves his hands up to your face and cups your cheeks, he plants a kiss on your forehead, nose, and lips. "its okay if you don't want to. we can try a different position or we can stop-" he says before getting cut off by you.

"no! its fine...i want to. i just down know what i'm doing" you say. "that's fine! just sit on it like i said and grind against it. do what makes you feel good! roll your hips slowly or move up and down, whatever brings you pleasure, baby" he says and lets his hands fall to your thighs.

you lower yourself onto him, pushing your starved cunt on his dick. you rest your hands on his chest for leverage, soft whimpers fall form your lips. once he bottoms out inside you a sigh of relief escaped between your teeth.

"good job, love! you feel okay?" Shoyo asked sitting up to kiss you "yea, i'm okay" you say and kiss him in return. you start to move your hips in a circle making the both of you moan into the kiss.

"you feel so good on my dick, do i make your insides feel good?" Hinata asks while pulling back from the kiss with a line of spit bind you both by the lip. "you feel so...so good inside me~" you say panting and grind against him faster.

the moans of two (2) yearning lovers fulled the room, along with skin slapping, and the occasional 'i love you' or ' i need you'.

you move your hips back and forth making Shoyo throw his head loving the feeling of your tight, warm pussy around his desperate, gratifying dick.

you feel a knot form in your stomach already, you can also feel Hinata's dick shift inside you.

"get...hands and knees...get on your hands and knees" Shoyo says slightly pushing you off him. you now have your ass in the air, Shoyo slaps your right ass cheek but plants a kiss on top to soften the sting and dose the same to the left.

Hinata starts to put small kisses on your dripping pussy. "no...no baby- i wanna cum on your dick not your tongue" you say with an effort to push his face from your cunt.

"okay baby, you can cum on my dick" he says, you can hear the smirk in his voice.

he shoves his dick in your pussy at once (we'll say you were wet enough so your fine), you mewl at the sharp, impulsive, attack of his dick on your cervix.

you put your face into the pillow in an attempt to hush your cries.

"come on baby, don't be so quiet. i like it when you indecent sounds because of my dick" you lift your head, breathing heavily. he thrust into you while putting wet kisses on your back, you let out soft, sweet moans as he thrust into you and you get used to his size and pace.

Shoyo moans against your skin while giving you wet, slow kisses. he speeds up his thrust making you moan a bit louder.

"where can i cum??" he asks whimpering. "you can cum- cum on my back~" you say panting. a few more thrusts and he's cumming all over your back and a little trails down to your asshole.

"fuck, fuck, fuck- so much...so much cum~ feels so fucking good tho" he is completely spent. "did you cum?" he asked, laying on your back getting cum on his stomach. "no, but i want to~" you say moving your hand to your pussy to finger yourself.

"NO!!" he yells, moving your hand. "i'll make you cum" he states and plunge his dick back in your vile pussy with a whimper. it only takes a few thrust for him to realize he's overstimulating himself and pulls out quickly.

"sorry, it was my...my dick is to sensitive right now. i'll make you cum with my mouth~" he says shaking and moving down to eat you out. you sit up and push him down, then move so that you are now hovering over his face.

"your gonna use that pretty tongue of yours and to make me cum of your beautiful face" you say sitting on Shoyo's face. you begin to grind against his face nut because you were already close it wouldn't take much to make you cum. you tingling your fingers in his orange locks and pull lightly. the tug of his hair made him moan into your pussy.

that pushed you over the edge and you cum in Shoyo's mouth, squeezing his head between your thighs.

you fall over onto the bed, one thigh resting on Hinata's stomach, breathing heavily you say "that was nice" with a smile in your boyfriend's direction. "yes, yes it was" Shoyo says out of breath but with a smile. "we should shower" he says while his nails graze over the the thigh that rests on his stomach, "we were supposed to be asleep" you say with a giggle. he laughs as well getting up to take a shower.

The End, hope you liked it!! <3

#haikyu x reader #haikyuu!! #shoyo hinata #shoyo hinata smut #shoyo hinata x reader #📕.Haikyuu #📄.Hinata

[alternatives-to-humanity]

Kin List!

they are not in any specific order, list is subject to change

Otherkin

Demonkin (❤️‍🔥.demon)

fallen angelkin (🕊.angel)

alienkin (👾.alien)

cryptidkin (👁.cryptid)

ghostkin (🌫.ghost)

marionettekin (🎭.marionette)

butterflykin (🦋.butterfly)

robotkin (🤖.robot)

starkin (⭐.star)

Fictionkin

Ibuki Mioda (SDR2) [🎤.ibuki]

Hero (Omori) [🛡.hero]

Roxie (Pokemon Black and White 2) [🎸.roxie]

Veronica Sawyer (Heathers the musical) [💙.veronica]

Toy Chica (Fnaf 2) [🐤.chica]

Laura Winfield (The Glass Menagerie) [🦄.laura]

Zi (Pon & Zi) [❤️‍🩹.zi]

Alice (Alice in Wonderland {disney}) [🌀.alice]

Nepeta Leijon (Homestuck) [🐱.nepeta]

Fiction Kiths

Basil (Omori) [🌱.basil]

Terezi Pyrope (Homestuck) [♎️.terezi]

Jake English (Homestuck) [🥾.jake]

Christine Canigula (Be More Chill the musical) [📣.christine]

Toy Chica (Fnaf 2) [🐤.chica]

Kiki & Lala (Little Twin Stars) [👫.twinstars]

Nobara Kugisaki (Jujutsu Kaisen) [🔨.nobara]

Esmerelda (The Hunchback of Notre Dame {disney}) [🎽.esmerelda]

Pinkie Pie (My Little Pony) [🎉.pinkie]

GIR (Invader Zim) [🌮.gir]

Tendou Satori (Haikyuu!!) [🍫.tendou]

Semi Eita (Haikyuu!!) [🏐.semi]

Doc Oc (Spiderman: Into The Spiderverse) [🧪.doc]

Ariel (The Little Mermaid) [🧜‍♀️.ariel]

Eleven (Stranger Things) [🧇.el]

Shilo Wallace (Repo! The Genetic Opera) [🚰.shilo]

Lydia Deetz (Beetlejuice) [📕.lydia]

#fictionkin #otherkin #alterhuman #fallen angelkin #marionette kin #marrionettekin #puppet kin #puppetkin #kin blog #kin list #danganronpa kin #omori kin #homestuck kin #pokemon kin #heathers kin #be more chill kin #ghostkin #cryptidkin #demonkin #otherkin community

[ofherlionheart]

📕📗📘📙📖📚

daaamn okay let’s do this!!

in my head there’s a companion piece to like the sun that’s a mai POV that bops back and forth in time to explore her relationships with ty lee and azula and zuko. also largely abt her sense of sexuality and gender, particularly as 1. someone who meets/exceeds basically every fire nation beauty standard and 2. as the spitting image of her mother (who she does not have a gr8 relationship with). mailee endgame of coooourse

like the sun sequel, wherein zuko becomes izumi’s father. how, u ask? he’s doing his blue spirit thing when he shouldn’t be and he comes across a mother and her newborn (i named her izumi, mama says, because i discovered i was carrying her when visiting the spring at the temple); the mother dies, z can’t save her, but he can’t just leave the baby. how hard can it be to take care of a child, anyway? he brings izumi back to the palace and is like, can i get a wet nurse? and everyone LOSES their shit. ‘fire lord zuko how did u end up in possession of a baby?’ ‘she’s mine,’ he says and refuses to elaborate. the staff finds a wet nurse and gossip starts flying around, all omg the fire lord had a secret baby mama somewhere. when sokka first hears abt izumi he freaks the fck out — not b/c he thinks z had an affair (the thought doesn’t even cross his mind), but b/c he’s like 1. this baby is now a part of z’s life, this is immutable fact 2. i am part of z’s life 3. omfg i’m supposed to be part of the baby’s life?? that’s a degree of commitment and faith in the future that I DONT KNOW HOW TO PROCESS. like a nerd sokka doesn’t tell z any of this. shenanigans and misunderstanding as z embraces fatherhood super enthusiastically and sokka’s brain is short-circuiting and constantly being witness to all these dadko moments

percy/annabeth from pjo boarding school summer-before-senior-year-college-tour-roadtrip au!! bounces between the summer and the journey it took for them to become friends and end up on this roadtrip. annabeth POV, the slow realization that there’s something more to life than, like, grades and good colleges and career success. 

daichi/suga canon divergent haikyuu fic: daichi has always inspired suga to work harder; suga has always inspired daichi to be more adventurous. so daichi applies to a few unis in tokyo (gasp! so far from miyagi!) and is super excited to tell suga abt it (ofc suga applied to tokyo unis, he’s pretty smart and has always talked abt leaving miyagi for university) but suga beats him to the punch … he got the same scholarship as shimizu to go to america for college. daichi is proud of him! anyway college college blah blah one night daichi’s grabbing drinks w/ noya and suga’s instagram comes up, daichi says something abt that american boy who keeps showing up in suga’s posts and noya’s like oh yeah his boyfriend. daichi: ????? noya: yah dude didja not know? anyway suga can’t be super open abt it on social media b/c he’ll lose his scholarship if they find out he’s queer. blah blah daichi goes to visit suga in america during a break at school and he meets the boyfriend and realizes his feelings about his best friend have evolved blah blaaaah idk how this one ends lmfao. i mean ik there would be smooching but that’s the extent of the detail i have in my head

sneak preview to a prompt ask game drabble but yet ANOTHER zukka modern au 🤪 this time z and s meet in brazil while they’re both doing research out of the same university. sorry i keep making z and s absolute nerds?? anyway there’s beach volleyball incredible food amazing music. but all international flings between foreigners must end eventually. no plot here rly just vibes

this one is mostly a joke, buuuuuut haikyuu au wherein oikawa fcks up his knee in HS and has the deepest mope about losing volleyball. accidentally gets really into kdramas while serially moping, becomes proficient in korean thru that. one weekend he’s visiting tokyo with hanamaki and matsukawa and when they’re at a mall oikawa’s pounced on by a scout who’s like, hey wanna be an korean idol? oikawa’s like haha maki didn’t i always tell you i was so beautiful and mastukawa’s like he’s fluent in korean and hanamaki’s like he practices cute expressions in the mirror all the time and duets pretty good with his showerhead. scout leaves his business card, oikawa’s like ‘u guys r so mean for making fun of me like that’ and they’re like lmfao as if u could actual become an idol. oikawa: TARGET. LOCKED. he’s remembered how to work his ass off again. anyway fic would start like, 4 years after his group’s debut, they’re on tour in the united states where iwaizumi is oh-so-conveniently doing college. ‘iwa-chan your skin got so much darker!’ ‘you look fckn translucent’ ‘i’ll risk getting a little tan only for you, iwa-chan’

Put “📓” or some other version of a book emoji into my inbox and I’ll explain the plot of a fanfiction that I haven’t written but daydream about.

#ask game #i feel like i want to do smthng abt oikawa and iwaizumi someday but also like. the mating habits of the hercule beetle fckn WRECKED ME #i usually start writing fic out of spite 😭 #but hercules beetle is like It for me #that's Thee iwaoi fic #clearly all my brainrots have just merged into one massive soup #i bet if i got this ask like 3 weeks from now i would have the untamed fic ideas bopping around in there to #big sigh #*too

[hanafubukki]

Heyo, 📕 My next life as a villainess is a good anime. I heard a movie is coming out. The Anime called Free! Is good too.

Hello 📕Anonie! 🌸☺️

You're the second anonie to recommend me that anime. ☺️☺️👏👏 Now I am definitely curious and will be checking it out. I didn't know a movie is coming out. I wonder what it will be about? 🧐🧐 I know a new season just came out.

The Free! anime, is that the swimming one?? I think the last season is coming soon too. I don't know much about competitive swimming, would you recommend it to a newbie? Is it like Haikyuu that it explains everything?

#moriarty 📕anon #answered #hanas thoughts #hana recommendation #animes recommendations #anonie #thank you anonie #i love writing anonie

[oh-katsuki]

cw: gn!reader (no gendered terms, no description of genitalia), piercings, oral (m!receiving), haikyuu manga spoilers

imagine finally getting to go down on hinata. you’ve been waiting so long to get your mouth on him, to see that pretty, heavy cock that sits between his legs when he plays. but when he pulls his black MSBY volleyball shorts down and his dick springs free, you’re shocked at what you find. 

it’s thick and long, as expected, and so hard that you can see it throbbing. the head leaks a pearly drop of pre that drips down his cock. but what strikes you most, besides how needy he looks, is that he’s pierced. it rests just below the head of his cock through a small patch of the skin on top, with two small silver balls on either side of it. you gape, and hinata blushes a deep red, hips twitching because despite the embarrassment at being stared at, he loves this reaction from people. 

you’re in shock. sweet, innocent-seeming, nervous, blushy hinata with a thick, angry, pierced cock. fuck, your mouth is watering.

“i- uh- got it in brazil after losing a game. it was the penalty.” he scratches at the back of his head, looking down at you where your mouth sits just above his tip. 

you tilt your head, smiling up at hims lightly. “looks good.” it’s all you can offer without completely losing your mind. 

you place the tip of your tongue on it, teasing slightly before taking him down your throat. hinata gasps, hand leaving the back of his head and moving to yours, fingers pressing into your scalp as his body deflates at the feel. you can feel the piercing sliding back and forth in your mouth, rolling it under your tongue. 

and hinata thinks that it may have been a penalty, but it certainly doesn’t feel like one. 

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