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pascals-doll · 2 months

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playing dangerous

javíer peña x reader

🫧 based on the song playing dangerous by lana del rey and written loosely around the lyrics

🫧 THIS IS LONG i got so unnecessarily carried away w this and im just such a slut for him speaking spanish yk my mexican ass had to incorporate spanish | wc: 7.5k

🫧 rewatching narcos during mid-terms UGH MY BRAINROT i cant believe this shit took me 4 days anyways for all my non-spanish speakers here are keywords to remember! i used basic spanish for alot so you can also easily traslate the sentences :) if i forgot anything please lmk 🩷

- perico/periquero: cokehead/ slang for cocaine

- bueno: well/good

-esperando: waiting

-ándale/andele: come on/ hurry up

-tómalo: take it

-cíelo: heaven/sky

- agente: agent

- tampoco: aswell/eitherways

- conoció: met/ have met

-cariño/neña: roughly translates to honey/girl (its like a sexy way tho)

-delicada: delicate

- que cosa mas linda: what a pretty thing

-mojada: wet

🫧 description: reader speaks spanish, mentions of reader smoking cigarettes, drinking,club scene, mentions of cocaine, only specific description provided of reader are back dimples!, reader gets harassed momentarily, SMUTTTT, SMUT, slight foot kink but not even only if u squint, dom!javìer, sub!reader,unprotected sex p in v, fingering, finger sucking, cum eating, papi kink (SORRY NOT SORRY), no use of y/n, use of petnames (cariño, neña, princesa, doll, and slut), reader teases javì sm throughout the fic.

Everybody knows I'm a good girl, officer

No, I wouldn't do a thing like that, that's for sure

The house was already on fire, I swear I'm not a liar officer

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you grab the outfit your bestfriend helped you pick out. it was a cute set you had bought for tonight.

it was a white halter tank with a slight v-cut, exposing your plush breasts slightly as the top tied around your neck and a white short skirt that had a frilly under-layer with matching pink trimming on both. a bow lying on your back right underneath your back dimples.

your hair was curled down at the tips, wispy doll-like lashes complimenting your face as you apply the slightest blush to give yourself that pinkish hue on your cheeks.

your bestfriend hypes you up, handing you her lit cigarette so you could take a puff “hol’ on, i got us-” youre friend begins.

she bends down, coming back up with two pairs of angelic pink heels “are these not fucking cute or what?” your friend exclaims, handing you a pair.

you let out your puff of smoke, grabbing the heels as you agree how perfect the heels were, they were definitely going to call attention tonight with your cute white stockings. once all put together, you took a good look taking in your dolled upself.

youre skin complimenting the tone of pink, your plush thighs being hugged halfway by your stockings and your pushed up tits being complimented by your small pearl necklace.

you were in a private venue inside a crowded booming club.

“could crowded even be the word ? it was packed to the brim in this club.” you thought to yourself.

it made you feel a bit uneasy as you took in the club scene, the scent of alcohol and sweat taking in your nosebuds. then the fun began.

“another round! whoo!” your friend cheers, lifting her shot glass and then immediately hailing down a waiter.

15 minutes later the waiter comes back with the new tray of shots, each one for you and your friends. you each take a shot beginning the cheer for your friends celebration.

that was, till you were rudely interrupted.

a fair large tall man approaches your venue that was to the far corner. he seemed familiar, he had been eyeing you and your friend early on the dance floor.

you weren’t pleased, to say the least. he had a bit of mean mug and beer belly “how are you fine ladies doin’ this evening?” he slurrs, stumbling closer to your booth where you were all seated.

your friends, including yourself all exchange a look “can we help you?” your friend speaks up, uncomfortable sass clearly evident.

he leans down, getting slightly closer yet a good feet away from you still.

you and your friends gaze leaned down to a small bottle he pulls out, slowly emptying white powder into the back of his hand.

“ándale muñecas, i know you wanna try the best périco of all time?” he says, sickingly close now.

“go to hell and feel free to take that shit with you, periquero” you spit out causing your friends to giggle and ridcule him.

maybe it wasn’t the best choice by the look her gave you, but you were too drunk too care.

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you might’ve been too drunk to care, but Javíer Peña was far from it.

he was here in this sweaty loud club and it wasn’t for fun. he was here for business, his team got a tip narcotraficante’s were out tonight.

Javíer was undercover for the night, his zipped up black leather jacket hiding his green bullet-proof vest along with his gun. he had a list of each guy to keep an eye on for the night and you just happened to get approached by one of them.

he watched the interaction, getting slightly closer to your booth from afar incase of anything. he seen the man eventually walk away from your booth of girls.

the man went from your booth to another private room venue that was across from the club. the mans booth was filled with plenty of more men, all conversating very close together.

the men turn, one of them pointing to your booth.

meanwhile…

you and your girls danced the night away, your frilly skirt moving with each sway of your hips.

all was good, cigarette in your hand before you felt someone bump it out of your hand and grab you aggressively.

“you’re coming with me” you felt a hot breath spit out against you.

your friend screams out, causing a scene as she tries to pry him off.

suddenly, multiple men that were dressed like regulars came out of nowhere and pulling out their police badge to the group of dealers, while beginning to handcuff the one that grabbed you.

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you and your friends finally made your way outside of the club as it closed for investigation.

you checked the time. it was just past midnight. your mind was hazy from the alcohol yet, adrenaline still pumping from the whole incident.

“I hope you ladies are okay. I’m DEA agent Javíer Peña. i just need to get statements from each one of you, if that is okay?” the man who just introduced himself asked politely, notebook in had.

he was tall, towering almost over all of you with heels on. he had a muscular figure and his face having the biggest doe eyes you ever seen on a man, yet he had such a rough complexion with a well-tamed mustache.

you were checking out this little DEA agent, he was a brute.

you meet the agent’s dark eyes and it’s more like, hes taking you in.

you admired his tall structure being hugged by his leather jacket looks at you from head to toe slowly and the way his jeans snug him perfectly.

he took in your dolled up presence. it was something about you that caught Javíer’s eyes.

“would one of you be able to tell me the interaction from the start?” he asks, writing down on his notepad after finally ripping his gaze off you.

you were about to start talking “look, we will answer all your questions. can you please just get us home” your friend asks, tired like the rest.

Javier nods, signaling to a officer “an officer will drive you, just tell me the address and someone i can contact to continue the investigation.” he explains “that would be me. you can just get my information.” you tell him, taking the notepad he offers you from his hands.

you handed Javíer his notepad back “i’ll send you a message or a call— and stop by tonight to continue the questions” he explains, taking his notepad back slightly brushing your hand.

it was your address and phone number, complimented by a kiss stain of your lipstick.

“bueno, ya sabes donde estoy esperando”

your accent rings through his ears as you get into the back of the police car, your skirt lifting slightly giving him a peek of your panties.

he averted his eyes before lingering longer than they should, taking a look down at what you wrote down. he couldn’t help but let a smirk creep onto his face.

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you were home, settled into your light pink nightgown. it was 1:30 am.

the bright moonlight seaping through your curtains.

an officer had dropped you and your friends off at your home around 30 minutes ago.

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Well, I'm a little shaken, but I'm fine, thanks for asking

Tell me, do you always work alone so late? Officer

Gosh, I'm a little shy standing here in my nightgown

you smile at yourself, remembering the kiss stain you sneakly planted onto his notepad as you take a drag from your cigarette.

you were waiting for message or a call any moment now.

a loud ring of your phone erupts and its from an unknown number, you pick it up “hello? Im guessing this is agent Javíer Peña” you speak.

“yes this is, i will be heading over there right now for futher questioning. are you available?” he asks. you cant help but feel slightly excited at the idea.

“no problem, agent. ill be waiting.” you reply slyly, smoke leaving your lips with each syllable before hanging up.

it didn’t take much for Javíer to arrive at your house. there was a knock on your door by the time you ash your cigarette.

you get up from your sofa, grabbing your silk robe from where you were seated.

your robe only covered so much, only covering your bare arms and short length of your gown. the silk fabric shielding the thin lace-like fabric of your gown ever-so-slightly; barely even stopping your cold nipples from poking through.

you walked towards your door, opening it to greet the tall agent on your doorstep.

you looked up at him with doe eyes, glistening as the pale moonlight dawned on you.

“I hope you’re having a good midnight ma’am. i am truly sorry to interrupt your night like this” Javier begins, letting you step out the way first to walk through your front door.

you close your front door “well i definitely could be sleeping in my comfortable bed, but i do appreciate the apology, agent”

you tell him, giving him a soft smile at the end of your sentence before slowly walking over to your kitchen.

the tension in the room was high, you could slice through it. you both had longing gazes with oozing sensuality along with every small action shared between you both.

the perverted agent couldn’t help but watch each sway of your hips as you walk to your white marble countertop, your nightgown was so short. he couldn’t help but think about how close yet….so far….

“can i offer you something to drink, agent?” you asked him sweetly, both hands crossed onto your countertop.

the silk of your robe slipping down your shoulder, exposing the strap of your gown.

Looking at me, then suddenly

I'm in love, I'm in love

Lovin' hurricane

I'm in love, I'm in love

Love in a hurricane

I've been bad, I've been wrong

Playing a dangerous game

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“estoy bien con un baso de-” Javíer couldn’t finish his sentence as you lifted yourself ontop your tipy toes to pull open your high-up cabinets to grab glasses.

your nightgown rises, the silk robe completely moving to the side giving him a peek of your plush asscheeks.

Javíer swore his heart almost jumped out his stomach, repositioning his belt for mercy from his cock.

“con un baso de que, agente?” finally down onto your tippy-toes again, looking back at him with your lip in between your teeth. Javíer clears his throat, straightening his stance.

“agua.” he couldn’t even look at you when he said it.

you hand him his glass of water before sitting on your kitchen stool “do you have any idea who the man or the men who he was with were?” Javier began to question, running a hand through his mustache.

“not at all, it was my friends birthday tonight. we went to that club to celebrate.” you begin to explain.

“then why did they approach your booth?” he questions back “he came up to us thinking we wanted his perico, i told him to go to hell and to take his coke with him-oh, i called him a periquero” you jog your memory as you tell him.

“Te ofreció a ti y a tus amigos perico?” his eyes look so focused as his eyebrows furrowed.

“Bueno, tampoco estabas viendo agente Peña?” you say slyly, looking up at him while crossing your legs causing your gown to rise.

now in this moment, the moonlight was shining through your window right down onto your thighs; making them glow.

“you know, undercover and all” you sly out again with a smirk.

you lean further into the counter, straightening yourself up a bit more causing your clevage to expose oh-so-the slightest.

your nipples hardening again with the slight breeze that came through.

Javíer eyes you so slowly. you thought his eyes could burn holes through you.

“thats right, im guessing he did not like that….” he uttered absentmindedly.

his mind still wandering about what else that little night gown is hiding.

“oh…he did not, thats when he-uhm, he grabbed me.” you bring your robe up to cover yourself slightly not wanting to go back to the moment in that club at all.

“are you okay? did he touch you in anyway? he inches himself closer, both arms not leaning on your countertop as his deameanor clearly tenses up.

“he didn’t in that way, no te preocupes cariño” you get up from your kitchen stool, slowly stepping towards him keeping your eyes locked with his.

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Let's get in the back of your cop car, officer

You can ask me anything you want, anything, anything

Do you have a girl? I don't see a ring on your finger

“do you flirt with all DEA agents?” he questions, cocking his head to his side.

“do you always work alone so late?” you toyed with him slightly, your foot reaching up to brush his clothed ankle.

“im asking the questions.” he retorts, taking a final sip of his water and gulping deeply.

you could sense you were getting him worked up “hm, not at all actually. you just happen to be one”.

the look in your eyes was so innocent but yet screaming ‘fuck me’.

“y tus amigas?” he question, looking around your empty house.

“they went home, they were drunker than me to be able to talk” you giggle out, your giggle was soft and cheer-like.

it made him smile slightly before dropping as your silk robe slips off your body slowly and slowly.

“do you have a girl? i dont see a ring on your finger”

you brush his ring finger as his hand rested on the countertop “i thought a man like you would be married” you reply so soothingly.

it erupted something in Javíer causing him to slightly jolt at your touch.

Javíer chuckles, his hand moving from restng under your hand to now caressing it “hm, a man like me neña?” he asks condescendingly. you couldn’t help but shudder under his touch, his big hands overtaking yours.

you raise your foot higher, rubbing his knee before reaching his thigh.

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Well that's interesting, have you ever thought of dating a singer?

The flames are getting higher, so's my desire

It's kind of exciting, don't you think

Then suddenly he's uncuffing me

“nunca he conocido a un hombre como tú...” your foot just inches away from his cock.

Javíer just smirks at you before leaning back from your countertop, his free hand going to grab your foot causing you to jump in shock, almost falling.

he grabs you just in time, pulling you into his muscular embrace.

your nightgown was completely ridden up at this point, your silk gown barely hanging onto your body as your titties are pressed up against him giving him a pretty and plush view.

Javier licked his lips, gripping the material of your nightgown that hugged the dip of your hips.

“Tan delicada…” he mutters under his breath, feeling your soft skin brush against. even your fucking foot felt like cream-silk.

you couldn’t help but let out a pathetic whimper, rising your foot away from his hand to wrap around his waist. your hot cunt brushing against his clothed bulge.

Javíer took a deep in a deep sigh, slightly grinding into you.

“have i done something wrong, agent?” you tease him even more pushing him to the point where he fucks you right here, right now.

“no se neña, you answered the door in this pretty pink gown to a government offical, and planting a dirty little kiss on my notepad” Javíer says lowly, his hand riding up your thigh slowly finding their way to your panties.

you bit your lip at the thought of what you did.

your hands found their way onto his chest, covered by the leather material of his jacket. you grab his zipper, slowly unzipping his jacket.

“can you blame me, agent?” you pout out.

you felt him up through his maroon button-up that was covered by a green vest when you first seen him.

“you throw yourself around like that?” he spat out, almost sounding jealous while hoisting you up with one arm causing you to gasp softly.

he had his other hand hugging your thigh, using it as leverage.

“solo tú” you tell him looking at his rough structure, his big arms holding you up-high like nothing.

the sound of that coming from your mouth was like a drug.

Javíer could hear you repeat it, scream it, say it, and fucking moan it.

he crashes his lips onto you, groaning into them as your bodies are pressed together.

he begins to walk your closer to your clean countertop.

your lips move hastily, his lips almost overtaking yours as his grip most likely left marks on your skin and you loved it.

he made you feel secure and everything more.

your silk robe was on the floor at this point, already been disgarded.

your hands were entangled in his hair.

the feeling of his mustache tickling your lip with each in-sync movement making you not get enough of him.

the scent of his clogne mixed in with cigarette smell overloading your senses as you push off his leather jacket.

Javíer moves his arms, helping you pull it off falling to the floor.

you spread your legs slightly causing more friction between his pressed bulge against your pussy as you sat on your counter.

his hands find their way to your thighs, feeling your soaked-through panties.

“ah princesa, qué mojada-” he begins lowly, disconnecting from your lips but heads still pressed together.

you let out a moan while he begins to rub your folds softly through your wet panties as your hands grip his shirt.

“todo esto para mí?” his tone was insidious, your mind going fuzzy. the only thing on it being him.

“sí, papí, todo pa’tí!” you impatient cry out, leaning back onto your countertop slightly to raise your hips to meet his.

“patience is key, doll. i know you got it, taking your time to put on that cute slutty ouftit-hmph?” he teases, his hand finally pulling your panties to the side.

you cant help a soft smile creep across your lips.

“glad you noticed, agent peña” you thanked him.

he was still thinking about your outfit from earlier while his fingers softly started rubbing up and down your folds.

your ass in that little skirt and how the pink two-piece made your body eccentric.

you let out a mewl, almost a purr-like moan causing Javíer to groan out while laying you down slowly more and more onto your countertop.

he was going agonizing slow, dancing around your soft wet slit “Javí, porfavor” you plead.

slowly getting you more under his beautiful submission.

If you can't stand the heat

Then stay out of the fire

You might get what you desire, boy

Love is strange

Sometimes it makes you crazy

It can burn or break you

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he begins to kiss you again starting from your lips leading all the way down the the nape of your neck, down the small path inbetween each of yout titties, and then down to your stomach; licking a long stripe from your soft-skinned abdomen to your lower tummy.

he inches himself so close to your cunt, dying to see your seeping pussy as his big hands massage the plush flesh of your thighs.

“que cosita mas linda-fuck” he groans out, palming his deeply strained cock in his pants.

you reach your own hand up to replace it, beginning to unbuckle his belt.

your swollen pussy calling out to him, his thick fingers enter your hole causing you to arch your back slightly.

you moaned out, reaching your hips up to slide his fingers in stretching you completely. you leaned up a bit slightly watching him.

both of your eyes meet illuminating under the light coming from street right outside your kitchen window.

“you like this? just wait till my cock takes you full” he let out in a breathy deep tone causing shivers down your spine.

you palm him through his boxers, his jeans around his knees.

your nightgown was scrunched up around your hips as your titties bounce up and down by the rough fucking of Javíer’s fingers.

he just couldn’t get enough. the view of your soppy little hole letting lewder and louder noises.

you tried desperately to have his cock released from his boxers but he was determined on your pussy, his switching in between your swollen wet cunt and those innocent-fucked out eyes.

“m’close! ay coño!” you moaned out, your now erotic-laced accent sending Javíer’s mind into overdrive.

“Quién te está haciendo sentir tan bien-ah, cielo?” you were completely sprawled out onto your countertop with the way his fingers fuck into you.

“tú, papí, sólo tú” you moan out again like it is your prayer, finally pulling down his boxers so his cock sprung out.

he worked you closer and closer as you gripped basically almost ripping his shirt as you popped two buttons open.

“fuck! please! m’gonna cum for you!” you tearfully plead.

your eyes never left his as you pump the thick of his cock and he works you through your first orgasm.

he leans down to kiss you agressively, speeing up the pace of his fingers to work you quicker.

he must’ve been dying to be inside you. they move vigorously as your moans turn to yelps.

the pumping of his cock got a bit sloppy but never disconnecting from his base. your thumb loomed over his bead of precum as you massaged his tip.

Javíer’s fingers were coated with your pearly juices as you pant out.

you lean up, you werent tired. not with him atleast, not yet.

you were desperate to please.

one hand still pumping him, you take the hand that he stuffed his fingers inside you with and suck them clean, looking at him with such eyes.

Javíer runted himself into your hand before laying you completely down with one hand on your chest.

“dámelo papí” you whimper out, the hand that was once wrapped around his cock now trailing up to his chiseled chest and arms.

Javíer aligned you with him, your hips in his hand squishing the soft flesh as his head lowers to your chest, and sucking your nipple one by one.

your hands were running through his back, feeling each flex of each muscle with every movement he made.

once he pushes himself into your wet cunt, completely taking him in like nothing but he was far from nothing.

you felt his thick base stretch you as his long length slowly filled up. you felt every inch of him.

you cried out in overwhelming pleasure.

“esta gatìta tán perfecta” he groans out against your titty, his tongue licking patterns onto it.

you arch your back, chesting connecting to his lips more.

“s’big-fuck” you whimper as your nails dug into him.

“can you take it, princesa?” he teases cockily, slowly rutting his hips in and out of you. you give him a delirious smile; biting your lip.

you rise your hips to slam against his.

he was balls deep inside of you now, causing him to let out a gutteral grunt.

“pussy too tight for you?” you tease back, your nails dragging deep lines into his back as his gaze never leaves yours.

you were a brat.

that was all you needed to get Javíer to retract his hips from yours, just to thrust himself into you even harder.

the smile from your face falls as your mouth falls open and eyes roll back as his hips fuck into you so mercilessly.

“ah, you got a mouth on you.” a smile now appearing on his face.

your pussy took him perfectly, slipping him in and out as your pussy slushes with every movement.

“ay, papi!” you repeated like it was your favorite word and he fucking lived for it.

the way it left your lips like a mantra.

Javíer’s hips fucked you relentlessly at such a rough pace.

you swore your entire kitchen counter was shaking.

your kitchen items like your salt shaker tumbling over and the rack of coffee mugs slowly shifting from their original position on the counter.

eitherways, you were too cock-drunk to care.

the way he fucked you was better than anyone, he payed careful attention to all your behavior, being so keen with his touches.

you could say it was an advantage of being an agent, always having to pay attention.

“tómalo neña, sé que puedes, right?” he tried to keep up his dominate and teasing demeanor.

but oh, were you having him come closer to his orgasm than ever before.

Javíer’s small grunts turning into deeper and heavier panting.

each thrust slowly slowing down as he tried to keep his pace steady, not wanting to give in yet. it was hard not too.

your pussy hugged his cock like fitted clothing, as if your pussy was meant for him.

the thought of that was enough to have him twitching inside you and his mind going foggy.

“you like being fucked by DEA agents?” he spits out, sounding almost devilish as his hand find it’s way into your hair; pulling it.

“mmph! n-no-like i-i said…i wanted you! fuck-nngh!” you babble out, the only thing in your mind being his cock fucking into you.

“wanted me? is that right, neña?” he was reaching his orgasm, hips stuttering trying to keep fucking into you.

“yes! fuck yes Javí!” you began to yelp out, you swore you were clawing blood out of him as he hissed slightly.

“m’so close! m’so close! m’so close!” you babble out, tears forming in your eyes.

“ándele, te tengo princesa” he moans out with you, hips slowing down to match your orgasm.

your sticky bodies pressed together, your hands going from his back to the ruffles of his hair as he unloads his warm cum inside of you, mixing with yours making a sticky wet mess on your countertop.

you share your final heavy breaths together, still interlocked in his arms for a moment.

Javìer helps you up and off of your now sex-coated countertop. you pull up your nightgown, putting your arms through the straps of it “well, i hope i answered all your questions agent”.

you smile at him, handing him his leather jacket that was on the floor.

“ah princesa, i actually don’t do statements. they were gonna have an officer come in the morning, but well…i told them i can handle it.” he explains with a smirk as you walk him to your door.

you were dumbfounded, you werent the only one plotting.

“i left my number on your fridge, llamé cièlo”

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I'm in love, I'm in love

Lovin' hurricane

I'm in love, I'm in love

Love in a hurricane

I've been bad, I've been wrong

Playing a dangerous game

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nemjun · 5 months

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please tell me every detail of u and tsukasa because I am beyond obsessed with you two

would you believe I had 2 whole ass paragraphs written when i switched tabs and lost it all??? this is hell, tumblr is hell.

annyways YES OK SELFSHIP SATURDAY LETS GO, UNDER A CUT BC IM SHY AND IM GONNA BE RAMBLY. TLDR, summed up as Me and the Bad Bitch I pulled by Being Autistic

I GOTTA BE HONEST, tsukasa was not it for me when i first started the series, but i was also busy chewing furiously on senku bc he's Neat. but I was sunk after we found out about Mirai he loves her SO MUCH. big stronk man good with children is an instant K.O., i was smitten so quick.

Dr Stone is actually the first series i ever Blatently self inserted into! it was a really good fit and I felt that i could just, genuinely suit the story setting bc 1) ADHD has blessed me with sprawling random curiosities and an accumulation of trivial but Useful knowledge and 2) I literally studied archaeology for my B.A. and bc I live in Canada most of our archaeologoy is based on the Indigenous population who was still using stone technology when first contact with europeans occurred. random note for anyone who might be parusing, the 'ages of history' such as stone, bronze, and iron, didn't occur across all of civilization unilaterally, and the technology used by people is not an indication of civility or advancement of a social group. Anyways.

My real life plan for after I finished Uni was to go and teach english in asia! This didn't happed for various reasons, but it presents a good opportunity for bending realty into fitting me into the series, ehe. I genuinley think it would be really funny if I got revived by the Tsukasa empire by complete accident, busting outta the stone speaking minimal japanese and being a literal scientist by education - i was put here to cause problems on purpose. Tsukasa and I would absolutely start out as bumping heads, not quiet immediatley but as someone Anti smashing people and pro science it gets hostile fast. Arguments are conducted largely thru translations via Ukyo, who i quickly grow attached to as the only person capable of commincating in fluent english (we also have birthdays close together and I Adore that, we're birthday buddies, v cute stuff) I gotta sidetrack for a second bc as much as I love this series theres SO MUCH STUFF THAT JUST ISNT ADDRESSED AND I GET ITS JUST A MANGA BUT IM A WEIRDO. like, what about the bees??? they were just chill after having simbiotic relationships with humans for thousands of years?? sure y not. k sorry

I do wonder tho, if Tsukasa would see me as a threat to the stability of his Empire. Even with poor communication with the majority of the group, I've got a decent set of leadership skills and a lil bit of charisma, and who wouldn't like me really - esp with all the useful knowledge i can bring to the table (yes im hyping myself but its also true, i know how to do pottery and i've experience with stone tools & the types of stone you can use). I think even if he did, I'd really only get put in time out if I was causing problems, and like Taiju and Yuzuriha I might have someone keeping an eye on me. Thing's between me and Tsukasa start to change when we manage to find common ground, using him to practice japanese and finding out about his sister and his feelings about wealth etc - admittedly this was Not Well convayed in the anime, but when he's beaten up while getting seashells on the beach, the adult is yelling at him bc he doesn't want kids running around and stealing from 'his' beach. And his mom sucks too. I think that's something we could bond over, having lousy times growing up. I think he'd also be sensitive to the fact that I'm so far from Home and all my friends and Family, he's very thoughtful like that.

Man this is already reallly long and i dont feel like I've really said much, but I think when it comes down to it, Tsukasa and I just share a lot of the same values. He's strong and kind and good hearted, and that makes me feel safe. He's just very caretaker coded to me and after thinking about it the last few days, i think thats something I'm really looking for in a partner. I think I also balance him out a little bit, make him look at a bigger picture and slow down to enjoy simpler things. When we start to get along a little bit, I like to think that I'd accompany him on simple outings to forage or something, or maybe I'd be able to drag him away for a little while to show him something Neat, or getting to teach him something. He teaches me how to fight a little bit as well, so that I'm better able to take care of myself.

I think that's all I've got for now, but it's nice to sit and think about it and write it down, maybe I'll do a lil more writing over the next few days :3 OH I ALMOST FORGOT, i did a star chart love compatability thing and what I got to read for free was SO FUNNY like, he's enchanted by my whimsy lmao

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hi bae its been a v long time 🥹🥹 ive been rly busy catching up w my own life and i sorta stopped my kpop phase in nov but i am back as happy as ever being a sunwoo biased 🤭🤭

i see u have a new series !!!!!! im so excited(this is an understatement tbh im even more hyped than that) its been so boring wlo anyth fun to readd++i rly like ur writing style:)) can i know when is the first chap gna b uploaded hehe ofc no rush🙆‍♀️🙆‍♀️ i hope uve been doing great and taking care of urself !!! rly missed reading ur ffs they make me happy idk how many times ive re read blurred lines;(

i saw tbz's stage yesterday for daejeon and i went crazy bro tbz in a racecar concept?!?!?!?!?!? i didnt think that ill live to a day where i see KIM FREAKING SUNWOO in that kind of outfits AND his starting for his cover stage oml kill me alr i love him too much im gg feral fhebdubefins and we cant forget ab him in the bear costume he made my day😤😤 theres so many things i wna talk about him but i dont rly have friends to do that cause their js gna judge me LMAO but if i do it here my msg is gna b fr long af so ill save u a hassle unless ur rly interested 😋😋

thanku for reading this and have a great day/night/afternoon/evening aheaaaad 🙆‍♀️🙆‍♀️

photo creds from twt !!(oops the first photo isnt vertical)

OMG HELLO!!! WELCOME BACK, MY FELLOW SUNWOO STAN!! ❤️❤️ I understand the need to take a break and focus on life, but I'm also so happy you've been drawn back into the fold lol 😈😈

Asdfghjkl 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️ thank you so much for missing/liking my writing!! Also, I have good news!! The first chapter is already out 🤭🤭 (I'm responding to this late, I'm so sorry ❤️), and I'm currently working on chapter 2 right now!!

I haven't read Blurred Lines since writing it, but I've been LIVING thanks to the comments on Wattpad lmao. They lose their minds over certain things that happen and it's always so funny 😂😂

*keyboard smash but I won't actually type since I've already done it once*

I AM NOT MENTALLY PREPARED TO TALK ABOUT SUNWOO AND WHAT HES BEEN DOING LATELY!! THE NO DIGGITY VIDEO?? THE 2 ON TIKTOK?? DAEJEON?!?!? NO. THE MAN IS A MENACE 😭😭 I'm done with him.

The bear costume!! Please!! I was crying laughing 💀💀💀 he's so funny. I love him 😭😭😭. Also, I'm ALWAYS WILLING TO TALK/LISTEN ABOUT SUNWOO!! ALWAYS!! COME TO ME!! TELL ME THE THINGS!!

#racing Sunwoo for you #sunwoossunflowers

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yikes-xander · 3 years

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YALL DREAMS SONG IS SUCH A BANGER

#i knew it was gonna be so good 🥺🥺#what a bop im so hyped #dream #dreamwastaken #song recs #once its released officially u know damn well its going on all my playlists #dumb thoughts #n i mean.. obviously its not for everyone #but music is hard n he seems so proud of it!! so good for him #n we all know mans can sing weve heard it before so its super cool that hes branching out n doing things hes interested in!!#v excited for future projects

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hajimesh · 3 years

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𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙢 𝙚𝙛𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩 — olympic team / fem reader

[ atsumu, sakusa, suna, kageyama, gao, bokuto, hinata, iwaizumi, oikawa ]

the stress of the first match seems to be taking a toll on the team's spirit, and you refuse to sit and watch them fail when you know you can be of help. but can you really handle all of them?

(or, where you end up having a gang bang with 8 professional volleyball players, and 1 athletic trainer)

⥅ word c. 7,928

⥅ warnings. sub reader, gang bang, foursomes, voyeurism?, fellatio, cum play, vaginal penetration, anal, unprotected sex, creampie, facial, size + stomach bulging kink, praise kink, mild degradation, double penetration, pussy job (for like, one second), double vaginal penetration, fingering, squirting, overstimulation, someone passes out, aftercare

⥅author n. brought to u thanks to this tweet + @kmorgzz who suggested adding iwaoi to the mix

special mention to my wife and love of my life, runa. @tsumue u had me laughing at 4am as i read ur comments in the google doc. i don't know what i'd do without u, tysm for beta and putting up with me for the past week ♡

ps. im v sorry if ur fave didn't make the cut (╥_╥) i added the ones im more familiar with, in terms of writing

if someone had told you you’d be attending the olympic games not as a spectator but as part of japan’s team, you’d have never believed them. but here you are, sitting in the same room with the most skilled players in the country as none other than their personal assistant.

“iwaizumi-san! do you think kageyama and i could pull off a quick attack right at the beginning of the set?”

“shoyo-kun, if there’s someone you’ll be doing the quick attack with it’s me,” atsumu’s eyes land on kageyama, smirking at the other setter from across the room, “right, tobio-kun?”

“you’re a disgrace.”

sakusa’s statement earns an offended scoff from the blond setter, the rest of the team rolling their eyes and sighing at the all-too-familiar scene.

“oi! we don’t have time for petty fights!”

after iwaizumi gets everyone’s attention back on him, he barely finishes explaining tomorrow’s match opponents and their plays without losing the team’s attention. he might be there to train them and make sure they’re on top of their game, but he knows when the team is lacking morale and, sadly, today’s one of those days.

the meeting is over and all of you go to the dining hall, fetching your dinner and sitting on your respective table with you right next to iwaizumi.

since you took that part-time job at the msby jackals, you quickly caught onto their small tics and tell-tale signs when something isn’t right. atsumu becomes a complete asshole which makes sakusa lose his temper sooner than usual. meanwhile, bokuto and hinata become very fidgety, often causing a bit of chaos around them as clumsiness radiates off of them.

when the national team was announced, you were offered the job as the trainer’s assistant—all thanks to the jackals who recommended you to their superiors for said position. your pay-check might say you’re just iwaizumi’s assistant, but you’re basically there to cover the needs of the entire team—all of them.

“iwa-chan!”

your head snaps to the side as a good-looking man takes the last free seat next to iwaizumi.

“aren’t you supposed to be sitting with your team?” iwaizumi asks him, taking a bite of his food while waiting for an answer.

the unknown man huffs exaggeratedly, rolling his eyes as he too starts to eat, “thought you’d miss your best friend.”

“hanamaki isn’t here.”

the stranger opens his mouth to reply, clearly offended by iwizumi’s words, when he notices you peeping at him.

“oh? hi! i think we haven’t met,” he shoots you a charming smile, bringing out his remarkably handsome features, “oikawa tooru, it’s nice to meet you.”

you introduce yourself, bowing at him and focusing back on your food.

both friends start to discuss tomorrow’s events, which inevitably brings out iwaizumi’s concern for his players.

“they seem off,” he’s playing around with the food as he stares at the players sitting in the table in front of yours, “i don’t know if i should talk to them or let them be.”

he’s clearly concerned for them, you can see it in his eyes—the doubt, wondering if he has been doing a good job with the team.

“iwaizumi-san, i-i… perhaps i could aid them this time?”

his head snaps in your direction, a mix of surprise and worry taking over his face, “no way, that’d be too much for you.”

oikawa’s eyebrows scrunch up as he observes you two but says nothing, choosing to listen attentively at you trying to convince iwaizumi while the latter sighs and reminds you that it’s not just the jackals this time.

it takes a while for iwaizumi to accept your offer, pondering the pros and cons, but he ends up accepting it; for everyone’s sakes.

“i’m lost.”

oikawa’s words make your insides flare-up, looking down at your hands in order to avoid looking at him, his curious eyes switching between his best friend and you.

iwaizumi ignores him, standing up from his seat and walking to the table in front of you with you and oikawa watching closely. the team turns to look at him, waiting for him to speak since it’s obvious it has to be something important by the severe look on his face.

“seeing as some of you are clearly out of it, our assistant here has very kindly volunteered to help you guys for tonight.”

a few heads immediately perk up, looking at you with bright eyes once you answer their silent question with a smile.

“please, be good to her. i’ll be there supervising anyways, so don’t think of trying anything funny.”

“oikawa-san! you’re coming with us, right?” hinata looks expectantly at said male, excitement clear in the redhead’s eyes, “she’s the best!”

both iwaizumi and you freeze on the spot, gauging oikawa’s reaction who only looks more confused.

“you’re welcome to join us, if you so desire,” it’s you who’s offering it this time, surprising iwaizumi and earning a worried glance from him.

oikawa can’t deny he’s dying to know what everyone’s so excited about, and after thinking about it for a few more seconds, he has made up his mind.

“shall we go, then?”

—

“alright, ground rules.”

just a handful of the team sits in the room, the ones who know what’s happening waiting eagerly for the green light while the rest wonders what the fuss is about. as much as you want to help them all, it’d be impossible; which is why iwaizumi picked the ones he thought needed the morale boost the most.

with a nod in your direction, he lets you know you’re free to speak.

“the jackals already know this,” you say and atsumu snickers from his seat, winking at you as hinata and bokuto nod excitedly, “but i’m not too strict about the entire thing.”

you can feel the pairs of curious eyes burning holes in you—trying to decipher what’s going on. so, after taking a deep breath and getting an awkward, encouraging smile from iwaizumi, you start voicing out the rules.

“please, be patient. there are so many of you and only one of me. i promise you’ll get your turn,” you give atsumu a pointed look, and this time it's sakusa who snorts while the blond setter rolls his eyes, “which brings me to the next rule, no seconds.”

a hand raises in the air, making you advert your attention to its owner.

“i still don’t get what’s happening,” suna’s eyes narrow down at you, noticing the embarrassment and hesitation in your posture.

“don’t worry, suna. we’ll show ya.”

“shut it, miya.”

clearing up your throat, you smile coyly at the middle blocker, “it’ll make sense once i finish explaining, suna-san.”

he shrugs but stays quiet. taking into account the jackals’ reactions plus the cryptic rules, an idea has already formed in his mind. but it couldn’t be that. right?

“uh, again, only one round. all entrances are fine,” you pause, going through the rules in your head to see if there’s anything you might be forgetting, “oh! and you’ll be paired up in teams of three to make things faster.”

“one more thing,” iwaizumi speaks up, this time looking at you instead of the awaiting men, “don’t forget to let us know how you’re doing.”

two loud claps break the tense atmosphere, “well, we should get started then,” atsumu raises from his spot and walks towards you. his hands cradle your face between them and lift it so you can face him properly, “what do ya say, princess?”

his lips land on yours before you can reply to him, a small squeal getting stuck in your throat when his hands travel down your body until he’s squeezing your ass.

you’re too caught up in the kiss to notice the new presence looming behind you.

“i’ll take your pussy before anyone can taint it with their dick.”

sakusa’s words make you shudder. you break apart from atsumu’s mouth to turn around and face him, his dark eyes alluring and drawing you towards him.

“oi, newbie,” atsumu calls out to suna who scoffs in return, “c’mere and join us.”

meanwhile, sakusa guides you to the bed, making you sit on his lap as you wait for the other two to show up. once they do, atsumu immediately settles behind you while suna stands awkwardly at the foot of the bed. it’s hard for you to read his expression since you’re not too familiar with him, so you offer him a reassuring smile and pat the spot next to you.

the rest of the team watches from their seats as the four of you get started.

suna lifts your chin, his eyes staring down at you before leaning down and kissing the corner of your mouth. he trails down your neck until he reaches your chest, sucking on the skin gently before running his tongue over the delicate area. in the meantime, atsumu unbuttons your blouse, taking it off and playing with your breasts while sakusa busies himself with taking your pants off.

“i get the hype, now,” suna whispers in your ear, blowing air on it and then biting down on your earlobe, making the hairs of your body rise.

his lips capture yours in a slow kiss —savoring your taste— and one of his hands goes to the back of your neck to keep you in place. his teeth play with your bottom lip, biting it softly and pulling away, his hooded eyes calculating your reaction.

“don’t get too excited, suna,” atsumu says from his spot behind you, pinching your nipples between his fingers and prompting a whine to escape your lips, “you’ll only get her mouth.”

“mhm, is that so?” suna’s question is directed towards you rather than atsumu, tilting your chin up and smirking at the dazed look in your eyes, “can’t wait to see that pretty mouth bulging with my cock, then.”

his lewd words earn a few coughs and clearing throats from the rest, which he chooses to ignore when your hand cups his growing bulge.

“enough you two, let the poor woman have a bit of pleasure too,” sakusa’s dark eyes look at you questioningly, silently asking if you’re ready to continue.

in return, you cup his face with your free hand and kiss his cheek—knowing he wouldn’t appreciate a kiss on the mouth when you just finished making out with another man.

they finish getting you out of your clothes until your bare cunt is hovering over sakusa’s lap. he’s quick to undress and ease his cock into you, suna and atsumu observing as they get rid of their clothes as well.

“fuck,” sakusa groans in your ear, the position allowing you to hide your face in his neck and wrap your arms around his shoulders, “always so tight.”

“scoot over, i need to prep her ass.”

suna snorts at atsumu’s words, pumping his cock twice before kneeling on the mattress—right next to you. he pats your cheek with the swollen head, looking down at you with a faint smirk.

“open up.”

your eyes immediately focus on his length, your mouth watering at the sight. you open your mouth and stick your tongue out, looking up at him and observing as he rests the tip on your tongue.

“looking so pretty with a cock in your mouth,” he slowly slides in, guiding your head down until half of him is inside, “so warm.”

a cold liquid dribbles on your backside, making you flinch forward and causing suna’s cock to slide in even more.

“relax, baby. it’s just me,” atsumu rubs the liquid on your asshole, playing with it with his finger before finally sliding it in.

your muscles contract involuntarily, making sakusa groan as he keeps still inside your pussy, waiting for you to grow used to the multiple things going on around you.

“hurry up before i start fucking her.”

a second finger slides in and you moan around suna’s cock, spit running at the corners of your mouth which reminds you to swallow. you hollow your cheeks and retract your mouth until only the tip remains inside, running your tongue over the slit and making the middle blocker shudder.

“someone’s hungry,” he muses.

you hum around him, bobbing your head back and forth and pumping the rest of his length with one hand.

“i’m gonna try get in now, okay?” atsumu taps your ass with his cock, lining it up with your asshole and thrusting in. he watches as the head of his cock finally slips in, groaning when the familiar tightness engulfs him, “that’s it, baby. doin’ so good for me.”

you have to remove your mouth from suna’s cock to avoid biting down on him, the stretch slightly more painful than pleasurable which eventually leads to you tensing up even more.

“you gotta relax,” atsumu says under his breath, strained by the way you feel around his dick.

it takes you around a minute to calm down, taking deep breaths until you feel yourself loosen up and, with one last push, he’s finally inside.

“omi?” you say against his neck, “could you move a bit, please?”

said man grunts as he starts to move his hips, your slick helping his cock glide in, “color.”

it takes you a few seconds to understand what he meant.

“oh! uhh, green.”

atsumu’s thrusts are slow —testing the waters— since the last thing he wants is to get yelled at for being too rough, too soon. but you’re growing impatient, moving your hips backwards and trying to get more of him inside of you.

“m-more, ‘tsumu. i can take it,” you say and he immediately complies, his muscular thighs now slapping against your ass.

suna remains kneeling next to you, cock in his hand as he waits for you to bring your attention back to him. but he doesn’t have to wait too long, your hand wrapping around his cock and guiding it back into your mouth once you’ve set a steady pace with the other two men.

“thought you had forgotten about me.”

he pushes your hair out of your face, watching your lips wrap around his girth. it’s taking all of his willpower to not hold your head and fuck your face until you’re gagging around him, afraid it might be a big ‘no’ from you. and since it’s the first time he’s getting to experience this, he decides to take whatever’s given to him.

“you’re so wet,” sakusa points out as he looks down at where you two are connected, observing his cock slide in and out of your cunt, covered with your slick.

“‘course she is, she’s being stuffed by three cocks.”

“feels good…” your manage to say after releasing suna with a pop, pumping his shaft with your hand, “a-am i making you feel better?”

a hand lands on your ass, causing you to yelp and tighten your hold on suna’s cock.

“what do ya think, hm? we’re getting our dicks wet in none other but our slutty little assistant's holes,” atsumu plays with your ass, squeezing it and humming when the imprint of his hands appears on the soft flesh.

“mhm, quite the slut you are,” sakusa whispers in your ear, kissing your neck afterwards, “as long as i get to make a mess out of that cunt of yours before anyone else, i will always enjoy these little sessions of ours.”

your eyes land on suna, waiting for him to say his thoughts on the matter.

his gaze drops to your hand, covered in his pre-cum and your spit which sends a jolt to his cock, making it throb in your hand.

“can’t say i hate it.”

you smile at his words, recognizing the challenge hidden behind them. your mouth wraps around the flushed tip, eyes closing when both sakusa and atsumu thrust up into your holes at the same time. you try to keep your hand steady as you suck suna off, but the lewd grunts and moans coming from them, plus their cocks filling you so nicely make your rhythm falter every once in a while.

a hand starts toying with your clit, causing you to moan around suna’s cock. the vibrations make him shudder, scowling at himself when he realizes his orgasm is approaching faster than he expected.

“fuck, fuck– princess? do you mind if i cum inside?” atsumu grunts.

your muscles clench at the thought of being filled with his cum, imagining the thick liquid oozing out of your sensitive holes only to stuff it back in with your fingers.

“y-yes, ‘tsumu. cum inside me,” you pant as your hands squeeze suna’s cock, pumping it faster as you notice his hips jerking towards you. you turn your face to look at sakusa, who has his eyebrows drawn upwards and his mouth open slightly as he too feels overwhelmed by the pleasure, “omi, you can cum inside as well.”

and he doesn’t need to be told twice, his large hands holding you by your hips so he can thrust his cock into your drenched cunt faster.

moans and squelching noises echo around the room. atsumu picks up his pace as he feels his orgasm approaching, his deep grunts fanning over your neck and taking over your hearing. the drag of sakusa’s pubic bone against your clit has you cumming shortly after. your head rolls forward as both men keep thrusting in and out of you, only stopping once their cum fill your clenching holes.

“shit– look at me,” suna orders you, and you barely have time to process what’s happening.

his cum lands on your face, his hand helping you pump his throbbing cock as the ropes of cum cover your skin. he exhales heavily once he’s done, brushing the flushed head of his cock over your swollen lips, and smearing the white liquid around them.

it’s silent for a few seconds, save for the heavy breathing and pants coming from your mouths.

“holy shit,” oikawa’s voice breaks the silence. his cock strains almost painfully against his pants at the sight of what awaits him.

“yeah, holy shit,” atsumu laughs off, brushing his hair out of his face with one hand as he massages the flesh of your ass with the other, “ya never disappoint, princess.”

with a grunt, the blond setter removes his softening cock from you, his honey eyes —plus a few curious ones— observing the way his cum dribbles out from your stretched hole. the same thing happens with sakusa, who lifts your hips off of him, his cock falling on his stomach and the mix of your slick and his cum dripping down on his length.

atsumu’s fingers immediately go to your cunt, pumping the juices back into you, “god, you love this. don’t you, baby?”

all you can do is whine, your hands clenching the sheets until he removes his fingers from your sensitive pussy, and stuffs them inside your mouth.

“we all get a turn?” kageyama whispers not so discreetly to hinata, who only nods eagerly in return.

you lick atsumu’s fingers clean which earns you a radiant smile from him.

“here.”

suna has his arm outstretched, handing you a tissue so you can clean your face.

“thank you,” you take it from his hands as you climb off of sakusa’s lap.

you’re cleaning the residues of cum on your face when a hand falls on top of your head.

“drink some water before you start the next round,” sakusa’s dark eyes suddenly seem warmer and kinder to you, patting your head before disappearing into the bathroom.

after tossing the used tissue away, you turn to iwaizumi and give him a firm nod.

“who’s next?”

your dazzling smile has the rest of the men in awe, silently praying it’s them who get to feel your body with their hands next.

“bokuto,” the wing spiker’s immediately perks up at the sound of his name, “you, kageyama, and hakuba are next.”

the three men raise from their seats and make their way towards the bed—towards you.

“hey, bo,” you offer a loving smile to him, “you ready?”

his strong arms wrap around you, kissing your cheek loudly and making you giggle, “it feels as if i’ve been waiting forever. of course, i’m ready!”

meanwhile, kageyama and gao stand at the foot of the bed, waiting for any instructions or a signal from you that could tell them when to start. luckily, you’re quick to notice their hesitation.

”is there a particular place where you want to be?” you ask them, looking specifically at kageyama and gao, since you want to make sure they feel included.

“dibs on your mouth!”

you blush at bokuto’s enthusiasm but accept his request, stroking his cheek as you wait for the other two to answer.

“i’ll take whatever,” kageyama says and scratches the back of his neck.

“me too,” gao smiles and takes a few steps towards you, making bokuto move away from you. his large hand tucks one piece of your hair away, his eyes staring at yours before dropping to your lips, “although, i think i’d like it better if i had your pussy gripping my cock. wouldn’t you like that?”

he presses his front against yours, his erection poking at your belly which earns a small gasp from you. you have to stop yourself from taking a look at the tent in his sweatpants, trying to figure out how much of him there is hidden inside the fabric.

“o-okay.”

the middle blocker smiles at you before diving down to your lips. his hands grab your waist, lifting you up from the ground and making you wrap your legs around his torso. he gently places you down on the bed and kisses his way down your neck until his mouth is right above your erect nipple.

“hey! i want to kiss her too,” bokuto complains, “you can’t hog her like that.”

“s’okay bo, come here.”

he doesn’t have to be told twice, immediately climbing onto the bed and leaning down to kiss your lips.

you grab the back of his head and run your fingers through his soft hair, pulling on it gently which causes a groan to rumble in his chest.

a pair of hands slide over your legs, pushing them apart until your bare cunt is spread wide open for everyone to see.

“you’re dripping, babe,” gao murmurs over your nipple, giving it a light tug before flicking his tongue over it, “do you want my cock that badly?”

you can only moan and nod, your lips still busy with bokuto’s.

but there’s someone who still has yet to join you.

“tobio-chan, if you’re not going to do anything then let me take your place instead.”

oikawa’s words snap you out of your daze. you pat bokuto’s cheek signaling him to let go of you, and the same thing happens with gao as you try to sit up. your eyes fall on kageyama who stands at the same spot with a conflicted look and an obvious erection in his pants.

“hey,” you crawl your way towards him and sit on your knees, “are you uncomfortable?”

his mouth opens but nothing comes out of it. he can feel the weight of everyone’s stare on him, making him look away from you.

a few seconds pass and there’s still no answer.

“you don’t have to do this, you know?” you say in a small tone, slightly confused as to why he’s rejecting you, “i just thought… i could help you relax.”

he nods, still avoiding your gaze.

you take a look at iwaizumi –who looks as equally as puzzled as you– before looking back at the setter.

“do you want to leave?”

at this, his head finally snaps towards you, “no, i-” he pauses. his eyes are immediately drawn to your mouth, making him involuntarily wet his lips, “i want to stay.”

relief washes over you, a timid smile spreading on your lips which is quickly mirrored by him. you take his hand in yours and guide him to the other side of the bed, urging him to join the rest of you. there’s a hunger in his eyes that has your pussy dripping with your slick, a sigh leaving your lips when your back hits the pillows as you watch him take gao’s previous spot.

“kiss me, tobio.”

and he does. it starts slow, hesitant, but it soon turns desperate. his tongue strokes yours before sucking on it, spit coating your lips thanks to the messiness of the kiss. the strain of his cock inside his pants becomes too uncomfortable to his liking, causing him to start humping against you, trying to relieve himself.

noticing his predicament, you move your hand between your bodies and palm his hard-on. he groans against your lips, his hips jerking forward seeking more of your touch.

in the meantime, both bokuto and gao pump their cocks with their hands, having taken their clothes off while you talked to kageyama.

gao squeezes the head of his cock between his hands, pre-cum oozing from the slit as he imagines the way your cunt is going to grip him, “babe, you’re making us suffer.”

“get in line!”

“atsumu, shut the fuck up.”

“baby?” bokuto asks from where he stands, his own cock stiff and ready to be inside your mouth, “we don’t mean to be pushy, but do you think you could get to us soon?”

“bokuto-san, you’re going to break a rule!” hinata says, clearly concerned for his teammate, “be patient, remember?”

the rest of the team laughs and you can’t help but join them.

at this, bokuto pouts playfully at you, “you’re just teasing me, baby.”

“then come here,” you gasp when kageyama’s mouth sucks at the base of your neck, “y-you wanted my mouth, right?”

bokuto kneels next to your face, patting the leaking tip on your lips.

“i’m going to fuck that pretty mouth of yours and you’re going to take it like a good girl,” he says, his tone leaving no room for questions, “open.”

you comply immediately, lolling out your tongue and waiting for him to rest his heavy cock on top of it.

the lewd sight in front of him makes bokuto shudder. his hands grasp your head, pushing you down his length until he feels your throat constricting around him.

“fuck– baby,” he grunts and gives a shallow thrust, “i know you can do better than that.”

you try to relax your jaw so you can fit more of him inside of your mouth. but as you are about to graze your nose against his pubic bone, a finger runs between your folds causing you to flinch.

“i’m still here.”

gao’s tone sounds stern, even if a playful smile tugs his lips upwards, you can see the seriousness swirling in his eyes.

kageyama sighs and leaves your side, stepping away momentarily to take his pants off.

the middle blocker takes it as his chance to settle between your legs as bokuto keeps your mouth busy.

“you’re drenched, sweetheart,” he muses, running his digits over your slit, “don’t worry, i’ll fill this pussy with my cock so well that you’ll be cumming in no time.”

your eyes travel to his shaft, watching as he pumps it twice before running it between your folds. your brows furrow when you notice how heavy it feels, making you wonder if it will fit in.

he lines himself up with your hole, pushing the head inside which is enough to have you whining around bokuto’s cock.

“you look so sexy,” bokuto groans, pushing your head away from him and watching your spit run down your mouth. he looks at kageyama who stands awkwardly with his cock in hand, “i guess we’re sharing her mouth.”

the setter’s eyes widen slightly before nodding, mimicking bokuto’s position and nudging his cock on your lips, “suck.”

your breath hitches at his order, caught off guard by his demanding tone. you grab his cock from the base and guide it into your mouth, pumping bokuto’s length with your other hand. you hum around kageyama, running your tongue over the head of his cock before hollowing your cheeks and sucking harshly on it.

but your attention on them doesn’t last too long, the sudden feel of your pussy getting split open by gao’s cock taking it away.

“so tight,” he grunts, one of his hands running over the skin of your inner thigh until he reaches your soaking cunt. he pulls your folds apart, watching you struggle to take his cock inside you—no matter how wet you are, “i bet those jackals haven’t been fucking you like you deserve.”

“oi!” “not true!”

you free your mouth from kageyama and use both hands to pump his and bokuto’s cock, “s-so big, ugh-”

gao pushes more of him in, half of his cock already inserted in you. but he’s just so thick, so big, that you can’t help but clamp down your walls around him. his thumb starts rubbing circles on your clit, trying to relax your walls, as his other hand settles on your abdomen.

“you’re going to be so full of my cock that you’ll be able to see it,” he gives a gentle pat to your belly, “right here.”

your grip on the other two men tightens as gao finally bottoms out, a whine breaking through your lips at the stretch.

“if only you could see yourself,” his thrusts are lazy, mesmerized by the way your belly bulges when he pushes his cock inside you, “so fucking sexy with my fat cock inside your cunt.”

your lips wrap around the tip of bokuto’s cock once more, closing your eyes as pleasure clouds your head. he thrusts in, hitting the back of your throat and making you gag.

“good girl,” bokuto exhales, “taking my cock so well.”

you quicken the pace of your other hand, looking at kageyama as you obscenely suck bokuto.

the setter’s eyes refuse to leave yours, “who would’ve thought our assistant could be so naughty.”

“as if you’re complaining,” gao says, lifting your leg over his shoulder. the new angle allowing him to press his hips closer to yours.

“i never said i was.”

bokuto curses under his breath when you start sucking his balls, pumping the rest of his length with your hand and squeezing the head of kageyama’s cock with the other.

“you’re going to make me cum,” bokuto groans.

giggling, you lick your way up and run your tongue over the slit, “cum in my mouth.”

the sound of collective groans echoes in the room, a fair amount of players finding your words arousing.

“what a slut, let’s see if you keep talking when you’re covered in our cum.”

gao’s threat goes straight to your pussy, making you cream around his girth. the pace of his thumb on your clit quickens once he notices your walls spasming around him.

“ngh, fuck!” you’re breathing heavily by now, barely managing to keep the pace of your hands consistent, “i-i’m gonna… i’m gonna cum.”

“let go, baby.”

one of gao’s hands travels up your body until he’s pinching your nipple between his fingers.

“shit, shit, shit,” you’re thrashing underneath him, your cunt fluttering around his cock thanks to your orgasm.

kageyama’s way too focused on the way your face contorts in pleasure to notice how his hips have started to jerk faster. that is until the familiar coil suddenly snaps and his cum lands on your chin and part of your chest.

“h-how did you get even tighter- hah!”

warm spurts of cum fill your cunt, the sense of fullness intensifying as gao frees his load inside of you.

“i’m cumming, baby. fuck, fuck–” bokuto chants your name as he too reaches his orgasm, quickly shoving his cock into your mouth and releasing his thick cum inside of it.

you make sure to keep sucking him, milking his cock dry. once you remove your mouth from him, you bring his and kageyama’s cock closer to your face and pucker your lips, letting the mix of cum and spit fall on their cocks before giving a few kitten licks to the flushed heads.

gao starts to remove his cock from your insides, cursing at the state of your pussy once he’s finally out.

“holy fuck, she’s tightening around nothing.”

you let out a low moan when his fingers spread your lower lips, “t-too sensitive.”

“i think that’s enough,” iwaizumi intervenes, pushing him away, “color?”

“yellow,” but you continue as soon as you see his face become stern, “relax, i just need to calm down a bit.”

kageyama offers you a towel before awkwardly thanking you for your help. and after receiving a kiss on the forehead from bokuto, the three of them leave to go clean themselves.

“iwa-chan, why don’t you give her a massage?”

you let your body fall on the mattress, extending your arms above your head and moaning at the stretch.

“mm, that’d be nice.”

iwaizumi rolls his eyes playfully when he sees you pouting at him, “get on your stomach, i’ll be right back.”

in the meantime, oikawa and hinata take the spots next to you, eager to finally have their turn with you.

“you’re so pretty,” oikawa runs his hands over the skin of your shoulders, “those idiots are lucky to have you.”

your eyes start closing up, focusing on the feel of his fingers on your skin and making goosebumps appear all over your body.

“shoyo, we should help her relax too. don’t you think?”

you catch the suggestive tone in his voice, but his touch feels so good that you choose to ignore it.

both men start caressing your body, hinata’s hands paying special attention to your shoulders while oikawa pets your hair, murmuring sweet nothings.

“you ready?” iwaizumi pops back into the room, a bottle of oil and a clean towel in his hands.

“mhm.”

the towel rests on your ass, iwaizumi’s warm hands spreading the oil on your back and rubbing at the sore muscles.

“does that feel good, princess?” oikawa asks when he hears you sigh. you are about to reply when iwaizumi hits a sore spot, a groan slipping past your lips and making the setter chuckle, “can you tell me your color now?”

“green.”

oikawa looks at iwaizumi and both men seem to communicate through their eyes, the latter smirking before going back to work.

at first, you don’t pay too much attention to his movements, choosing to focus on the pleasure. but then you notice how his hands seem to ghost lower and lower until he’s kneading your ass, the towel long forgotten.

before you can comment on it, he moves them to your thighs, massaging the soft flesh. it all goes back to normal –or so you think– until his hands reach higher and his digits start grazing your slit.

“hajime…”

“shh,” oikawa coos in your ear, pushing your hair out of your face and kissing your temple, “let him take care of you.”

iwaizumi inserts one finger inside your pussy, curling it until he’s teasing the spongy walls.

whines escape your mouth, your hands gripping the bedsheets which are quickly replaced by hinata’s hands.

“so cute.”

another finger slips in and makes you open your eyes, looking at oikawa helplessly, “o-oikawa-san-”

“tooru,” he interrupts you.

“tooru,” you try his name and he hums, letting you know he’s listening, “could you… uh, k-kiss me?”

“of course, princess.”

he leans down to capture your lips, swallowing your moans when iwaizumi curls both fingers and massages your spot.

you open your legs, allowing iwaizumi to finger you better as you rut your hips on the mattress, rubbing your clit against the fabric of the sheets and chasing after your orgasm.

“iwa– faster, please.”

he complies immediately, causing wetness to gush out of your cunt and making the distinctive squelching sounds fill the room.

“i’m gonna– ah! i’m c-cumming!”

“cum for me,” he encourages you, and that’s all you need.

you gush around his fingers, your slick coating them as you squirm under the gaze of the three men.

hinata tugs at your hand, pulling you underneath him and kissing you sloppily. you gasp on his mouth, caught off guard by the sudden movement but quickly melting into the kiss.

he blushes once he pulls away, “s-sorry, couldn’t help myself.”

“it’s okay, shoyo,” you breathe out, caressing his cheek, “want me to help you?”

he beams at your offer, nodding eagerly as he watches you climb on top of him. you straddle his hips and run your cunt over his cock, shivering when his length grazes your clit.

“do you want me to ride you?” you whisper, playing with his hair.

“wait- i think i have a better idea.”

hinata lifts you from his lap and moves until he’s sitting on the edge of the mattress. he pushes your hips with his hands, turning you around so you’re facing away from him.

“you can sit on my lap now.”

your ass rests right on top of his cock, but he hooks his arms on your knees, spreading you open, as he lets himself fall back on the mattress.

“what are you–”

“oikawa-san, doesn’t this remind you of something?”

said man laughs, “how could i forget? we had quite some fun back in brazil, huh?”

you’re visibly confused, looking at oikawa with furrowed brows, “what do you want to do?”

“say, princess,” his tone suddenly sounds too sweet for your liking, “have you ever had two cocks in one hole?”

your eyes widen, looking back and forth between oikawa and iwaizumi—who has ridden himself of his clothes and sits next to you, his thick cock in his hand.

“i’ll take that as a no.”

“can we do that?” hinata asks from behind you, his breath fanning on your ear, “we’ll be gentle.”

“there’s literally another free hole for you to use!” someone yells, clearly annoyed they didn’t get the chance to do it.

oikawa clicks his tongue, “where’s the fun in that?”

after taking a minute to think it through, you agree to their offer, “okay… uh- iwa?” you turn to look at him, “what about you?”

seeing as there’s no room for him to take your ass, his eyes land on your mouth. and with two taps of his finger on your cheek, he lets you know his decision.

“think you can suck me off?”

they’re all given the green light when you answer his question. hinata raises you from his lap, aligning his cock with your entrance before letting your weight fall on top of it. you groan at the familiar thickness stretching you nicely, missing the flash of hunger in the setter’s eyes.

“my turn.”

oikawa presses the tip on your entrance, pushing forward and making room for his own cock.

the burn of having two cocks in one hole is new to you, but it’s surprisingly more pleasurable than you thought it’d be. you lift your eyes to look at oikawa, his gaze already locked on you, and you feel your pussy cream around their cocks at the lust in his eyes.

“enjoying yourself, princess?”

you moan when he bottoms out, watching the muscles of his abdomen contract and feeling his cock pulsing inside of you.

the thrill of being stretched by two cocks, at the same time, has your head spinning; your thoughts becoming lewd as you picture both men cumming inside you and globs of cum dripping from your abused hole.

“oikawa-san, did you feel that?” hinata asks. half-amused, half excited, “she’s squeezing us so well.”

“naughty, princess,” the setter grunts, “don’t forget about iwa-chan.”

you turn your head to face him, catching the irritated look he sends oikawa before looking down at you.

iwaizumi’s eyes immediately soften, but a smirk slowly tugs at the corners of his lips, “you seem busy.”

“there’s always room for japan’s national team athletic trainer.”

he can’t help but laugh, shaking his head at the silly title. he raises from his seat and settles himself above you, his cock hovering on your face and making your mouth water.

“whenever you’re ready.”

you don’t need to be told twice. grasping his thick cock with your hand, you lean forward and flick your tongue on the head, looking at him through your lashes with faux innocence.

“start moving,” iwaizumi hisses, the words directed at the other two men, “seems like she needs a little reminder of who’s in charge right now.”

oikawa and hinata look at each other with smirks on their lips. as hinata said earlier, they’ve been in this position before, so there’s no need for words between them since they both know what’s coming next.

hinata moves his head slightly to the side, allowing you to rest your head on his shoulder and, at the same time, granting him the view of your cunt being filled with their cocks.

“look at her, oikawa-san” his eyes are locked on your pussy, captivated by the way you suck them in, “she looks so pretty with two cocks splitting her open.”

hinata’s lewd words prompt you to involuntarily moan, the vibrations landing on iwaizumi’s cock.

“hmm, you like it when you’re reduced to nothing but a slut. don’t you?”

you blink up at iwaizumi as you keep bobbing your head up and down his shaft, opting to hum to let him know you’re not ignoring him.

but his words catch someone else’s attention.

“is that true?” oikawa asks, amusement clear in his voice, “you like being reminded you’re a whore? how much of a greedy slut you are by fucking an entire volleyball team?”

you’re speechless, his words –matched with his and hinata’s harsh thrusts– causing your eyes to roll to the back of your head.

“answer me.”

oikawa’s hand wraps around your throat, barely applying any pleasure but it’s enough to send your mind into a frenzy.

after releasing iwaizumi’s cock from your mouth, you take a second to swallow down your spit before answering him.

“y-yes, tooru. i like being treated like a slut.”

his eyes sparkle with mischief, pleased by your words.

“good, because that’s how you’re going to be treated from now on.”

a hand travels to your throbbing clit, rubbing circles on the sensitive nub.

“s-shoyo!”

“shh, it’ll make you feel good.”

something wet slaps against your cheek, “don’t get distracted.”

you nod and go back to sucking iwaizumi off, moaning every time hinata or oikawa hit a spot inside your cunt. you dare take a look at where your body connects with both men, and you catch yourself becoming entranced by the way their cocks slide in and out of your pussy so easily.

you are familiar with hinata’s cock, but it’s nice to see the contrast between the two of them. while hinata’s length is thick and veiny, oikawa’s leans towards the slimmer side—but still with a considerable length. either way, both men manage to hit those sweet spots inside you and make you see stars.

“shit– princess,” oikawa falters a bit when he feels your walls fluttering around him.

“we can cum inside you, right?” hinata asks, sensing his orgasm approaching. after all, he had been waiting for his turn for around an hour.

you pull away from iwaizumi, a string of spit connecting your lips with his cock and causing it to twitch at the sight.

“you can cum wherever you want.”

“oh? the team’s cocksleeve,” oikawa adds, “i see.”

iwaizumi chuckles, combing your hair out of your face and pushing his cock back into the warmth of your mouth, “you like that nickname, sweetheart?”

with his length still in your mouth, you manage to hum in affirmation.

hinata’s pace on your clit quickens as his hips jerk faster, your cunt squeezing their cocks even more in return, “i’m cumming, ah– i-i’m gonna cum!”

he manages to say before you feel him twitch inside you, pumping his cum into your walls. the fullness plus his rapid movements on your clit cause the familiar warmth to take over your body. but it’s your fourth orgasm of the night, and before you can warn anyone, liquid spurts out of your cunt.

you squirm on top of hinata, gushing around his and oikawa’s cock while your mouth remains occupied with iwaizumi’s.

“holy shit.”

both oikawa and iwaizumi cum at the sight of you squirting before them, observing the wetness soaking oikawa’s abdomen and running all the way down onto the bedsheets. they groan as they feel their load releasing into you, oikawa filling your tender cunt while iwaizumi fills your mouth.

you try to swallow a bit of iwaizumi’s cum but it’s useless. your chest heaves in exhaustion, your eyes closing involuntarily as you’re being hit with wave after wave of fatigue.

“hey,” oikawa winces when he removes his cock from you. he shoots a worried glance at iwaizumi before he’s leaning forward so he can take a closer look at you, “princess? how are you feeling?”

iwaizumi nudges hinata with his knee, wordlessly telling him to let go of you.

the following moments become a foggy mess, your mind barely registering the pair of arms wrapping around you and carrying you somewhere else.

all you can feel is tiredness, and the dampness between your thighs, before you finally pass out.

—

consciousness slowly makes its way to you, replacing the sleepiness and making you aware of your surroundings as a familiar soreness sits heavy on your body.

in an instant, flashbacks from the previous night run through your mind.

you grip the duvet and push it away from you, only to notice the set of clothes you’re wearing: an oversized hoodie and a pair of sweatpants that clearly don’t belong to you. but you don’t have time to dwell on it, the sound of your ringtone blasting all over the room and making you scramble around the bed so you can answer the call.

but it’s of no use when it goes to voicemail—you were a bit too late.

when you manage to find your phone, you tap on the screen to see whose call you just missed.

‘hajime’

your fingertips hover on the contact name, debating between returning the call or wait for him to call you again. but a few notifications pop up at the top of the screen signaling you have three text messages from him.

hey, i guess you’re still asleep. don’t freak out when you wake up, you deserve the rest so it’s okay if you stay in bed. i left your breakfast on the nightstand and you can always call me if you need anything else.

and i thought you’d like to see this.

there’s a link attached at the end of the message.

you click on it and wait for the page to load, tapping your nails on the back of your phone anxiously. a headline in big bold letters takes over the screen and you have to stop yourself from squealing.

‘japan men’s volleyball team makes it past the first round.’

you start scrolling down the article, reading how spectacular the match was and how the entire team seemed to be in their best shape. you feel your face heat up when you read the argentinian team won their match too, with multiple comments praising oikawa’s performance.

with a smile on your lips, you go back to your messages to type a quick reply to iwaizumi. only to notice you have one more text from him.

it’s our turn to take care of you.

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Bakusquad Crack Post Pt.2

Hello you beautiful bitches 😌 hope you had a good day today! I was stuck on what I was going to write and decided to make a side story on what happened with the LoV in the first part! So now i’ll give you high bakusquad ft. The LoV🤩

Pairing: Aged up Bakusquad x gn!Y/n x LoV

Warnings: Use of marijuana, swearing, injuries, slight manga spoilers

Summary: Bakusquad gets kidnapped by the Lov, but it turns out better than expected.

✨QUICK RECAP ✨

You and the Bakusquad were v e r y faded chilling on a hill watching the stars

A nomu pops out of no where and you all start attacking, but completely miss

The nomu starts chasing you and ends up knocking everyone out

OKAY NOW LETS GET IT 😈

So... you got kidnapped by the infamous League of Villains

B💥: *waking up* “Fucking shit what hap- oh shit hey crusty 😏 never thought i’d be here again.”

ST(Shiggy)🧴: “Never thought you’d be this easy to catch you little bitch”

B💥: “WHO YOU CALLIN A LITTLE BITCH YOU FLAKEY FU-”

Y/n🥵: *evil/scary ass voice* “Bakugou if you don’t shut the fuck up right now i’ll let his flakey ass disintegrate you. You’re beING TOO FUCKING LOUD 😃🔪”

B💥: “uh... where’d you get that knife from :D”

K💪🏼: “Hey guys, sorry to ruin your moment but shouldn’t we be concerned that we got kidnapped.”

M💅🏽: “I agree... We literally got kidnapped by the people who want to kill us.”

S🕷: “Oh shit, that’s who they are? No wonder they looked so familiar.”

All: 👁👄👁

ST🧴: “Ya’ll are dumber than I expected... anyway we want you guys to join us. You all have powerful quirks, especially you Baku-”

B💥: “YAWWNNNN. No thank you. I already said no.”

ST🧴: “Did you just s a y the word yawn 🙃 *scratching neck* You’re pissing me off. I’ll just kill you then.”

S🕷: “Hold on mr.saltine, before you kill bakubro can we smoke our last joint? This weed was expensive and I AM NOT letting it go to waste. Plus I have even more and it needs to be gone before I die.”

M💅🏽: “Sero please tell me you didn’t bring your stoner pack.”

S🕷: *pulls out his so called “Seros Super Stoner Pack”*

Shiggy’s starting to regret his life choices.

All of a sudden Dabi pops out of no where

DB🔥: “Is that weed? I smell weed. Where is it.”

Sero had the most amazing idea, but not for them to escape no, he has had the most amazing idea to make sure he finishes his weed.

S🕷: “...Wanna smoke with us 👀 I already rolled a joint and I can roll at least 4 more. Don’t wanna let it all go to waste 😃”

DB🔥: “Let them out of the cuffs. I need to smoke.”

At this point Shigaraki is over everything and decides to smoke to distract himself from the stupidity.

So, ya know, Sero does his thing and hands yall the other papers to roll up

*30 minutes and 5 joints later...*

DB🔥: “NO BUT LIKE ENDEAVOR IS A FUCKING B I T C H. HE CAN KISS MY BURNT ASS.”

This smoke session somehow turned into a therapy session.

DB🔥: “I KNOW HE’S MY DAD BUT HOLY SHIT. FUCKER PUSHED ME INTO FAKING MY OWN FUCKING DEATH AND NOW HERE I AM. IM BURNT, MUSTY, AND STUCK WITH THIS CRUSTY ASS BITCH.”

Y/n🥵: *patting his back* “There there, let it out... uhuh just like that”

DB🔥: “I CAN’T EVEN FUCKING CRY. MY TEAR DUCTS ARE BURNT AND I FEEL DUMB AS FUCK CRYING WITH NO TEARS. I LOOK FUCKING CONSTIPATED.”

ST🧴: “Bitch please, you look constipated all the time.”

DB🔥: “Square the fuck up. 😃 Right now.”

D⚡️: “So... we just gon ignore the fact that he’s Endeavors “dead” son?”

Eventually Dabi lets everything off of his chest and goes off pouting in your arms

To lighten up the mood Sero connects his phone to his speaker and picks whatever song came up first

It was WAP by Cardi B and Megan Thee Stallion.

Denki was the first one to get up and starts to rap the first verse. He knew it word for word.

Sero joined in after but also started dancing

Mans was MOVING them hips. Them shits were swaying like it was nobody’s business 💅🏽

WAIT SO HEAR ME OUT, I feel like Bakugou would be a completely different person when he’s high

Yeah he’s still angry and shit but he’d be sooooo fucking funny

This bitch would get up all of a sudden and be like

B💥: “YOU’RE DOING IT WRONG FUCKER. THIS IS HOW YOU FUCKING MOVE”

Then he starts aggressively twerking anyway he can 😭

He’s twerking on the wall, on the floor, ON PEOPLE

You all eventually form a circle around him and start hyping him up

LMAOO ITS LIKE THAT DANCE CIRCLE AT SCHOOL DANCES AND EVERYONE HAS THEIR PHONE OUT

Y/n🥵: “BEST FRIEND SHOW EM YOUR MOVES”

K:💪🏼: “GO, OUUU YUH GET IT I GUESS 💅🏽... OKAY IM NEXT BEST FRIEND. GET THE CAMERA 🤩”

KIRI FUCKING PUSHES HIM OUT

K💪🏼: “dougie 🤪 hype me up 😤🥵”

He does it REALLY bad, but that’s not gonna stop the hype

ST🧴: “AHAHAHA WHY HE MOVIN LIKE THAT. MANS STIFF AS FUCK”

M💅🏽: “Like you can do any better than that 😗”

ST🧴: “Baby please, watch this”

Shiggy starts voguing... and he’s really fucking good.

All: “💀”

DB🔥: “HOLY SHIT THIS IS FUCKING GOLD . YO GUYS GET THE FUCK OUT YOUR ROOMS. Hehe he’s gonna regret doing this. ”

The rest of the LoV members come out and are shocked

They don’t know whether to laugh, cry, or be disgusted

TG🔪: “Dabi... is he okay, wait a minute... wHEN DID THEY GET HERE”

SP🐊: “...I’m going back to my room.”

TW👺: “OUU YUH SHIGGY. GET IT BITCH- this is so fucking disgusting.”

Mr.Compress and Kurogiri don’t even bother to see whats happening

Once the most iconic part of the song pops up YOU AND MINA GO OFF.

M💅🏽: “OUT OF THE WAY BITCHES. ITS THE BADDIES TURN.”

Holy fuck can y/n and Mina marry me already. p l e a s e.

Yall hitting every beat, every move, THE ATTITUDE. Yes. A+. 1000/10

Everyone was screaming their asses off and jumping around

After WAP, Dear Maria, Count Me In by All Time Low played

DB🔥: “OHHH SHIT ITS MY TIME WHORES”

Dabi pulls out a guitar and amp out of thin air and plays his fucking heart out.

Bakugou finds drums and plays like theres no tomorrow

Sero finds a bass and joins in

Y/n🥵: “What the fuck 😃 why is this so good 😃”

The rest of you starts head banging and singing along

K💪🏼: “TAKE A BREATH DONT IT SOUND SO EASY, NEVER HAD A DOUBT NOW IM GOING CRAZY WATCHING FROM THE FLOOR”

M💅🏽: “waYMENT- I THOUGHT HE COULDN’T SING. WHERE DID THAT COME FROM 😳”

Denki adds harmony to the next part

K💪🏼D⚡️: “TAKE A BREATH AND LET THE REST COME EASY, NEVER SETTLE DOWN CAUSE THE CASH FLOW LEAVES ME. ALWAYS, WANTING MORE”

Y/n🥵: “DENKI YOU TOO??? I’m going to pass away. This is too muCH. I’M GOING TO SIMP PLEASE.”

Oop, the best part’s coming up... who’s singing next?👀

DB🔥: “IT WAS NEVER A PHASE MOM. ITS A LIFE STYLE- CAUSE I GOT YOUR PICTURE IM COMING WITH YOU DEAR MARIA COUNT ME IN THERES A STORY AT THE BOTTOM OF THIS BOTTLE AND IM THE PEN.”

That shit was chefs fucking kiss. Dabi has the perfect voice for this song.

At this point you, Mina, and Shiggy were on the floor with tears streaming down your faces.

When yall thought it couldn’t get any better, Bakugou and Sero start harmonizing for the last part 💅🏽

B💥S🕷: MAKE IT COUNt WHEN IM THE ONE WHOS SELLING YOU OUT CAUSE IT FEELS LIKE STEALING HEARTS CALLING YOUR NAME FROM THE CROWD”

Dead. You flat lined. Your limit has been passed and now you’re a hard core simp.

Mina was so glad she started recording because there definitely won’t be another opportunity.

Y/n🥵: “Guys... WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT. HOW CAN YOU PULL INSTRUMENTS OUT OF YOUR ASSES AND PLAY PERFECTLY. KIRI WHERE THE HELL DID THE VOICE COME FROM.”

The boys were sweating and out of breath. They just did a whole performance in the hide out with zero practice.

They stared at each other at the end for a little bit and excitedly hyped themselves up.

Dabi spoke about starting a band forgetting about his occupation and why the bakusquad was there in the first place

Honestly this moment was precious. The villains and aspiring hero’s were getting along because of the weed in their system. This just proves how weed can solve all your problems 💅🏽

*knock knock* “Doordash delivery”

ST🧴: “Oh, when did you guys order food?”

S🕷: “We didn’t order food...”

ST🧴: “... FUCKING SHIT NOT AGA-”

The pro hero’s busted in 🤩

DB🔥: “KUROGIRIIII. GET US THE FUCK OUT OF HERE.”

And just like the the LoV escaped

M💅🏽: “Ya kno what, I honestly forgot where we were.”

B💥: “Same.”

K💪🏼: “We were having too much fun...”

D⚡️: “Ughhh why’d they come so early 😫 we were boutta start a band 🥺”

S🕷: “Wait... why were we here again??”

Y/n🥵: “Sero...baby, maybe you should lay off the weed for a bit 💀”

Aizawa walked in and shot his scarf out to all of you. He made sure to make them uncomfortably tight and pulled you guys right to him.

A🐱: 👺👹*gremlin noises*👺👹

Lol you guys are fucked.

HELLOOOOO I hope you guys enjoyed this story of what went on when the squad got kidnapped!! Honestly my account is gonna have ALOT of bakusquad scenarios since I literally love all of them so much. Not a day goes by where I’m not thinking about hanging out with them 😭 Credits to jazzmonster for the gif 😌 once I saw it I knew I had to use it. Anywayy thank you all so much for the support :’-) I didn’t think people would actually like the stuff I write since its all over the place 😫 Hope you have a good rest of your day/night 🖤

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