#n makin u feel good n ur making them feel good :'(

[muttfr0mmars]

need multiple tboys filling n pluggin all my holes pls n thank you

need them talking abt me n my holes like i'm not even there, but telling each other how good i feel n how wet i am n how my cunt clenches up when i've got tcock in my mouth <//3

just imagining bein splayed across one of their laps, my back to their front, having them whisper praises n filth in my ear while the other one plays with my boypussy :'(( goddd

ridin a transmasc's face while they grab at my tits n hips n thighs, n i've got my face buried in another tboy's bush hnnnn need !!!

really just need to be passed around n used n groped n praised by other hot sexy amazing tboys <3

#cw free use #tw free use #jus bein able to let go of ur thoughts and go all hazy cuz there are hot people taking care of u #n makin u feel good n ur making them feel good :'( #WAHHHH #trans nsft #t4t nsft #t4t mlnb #t4t mlm #queer nsft

[poppy-metal]

(toxic if u squint)upperclassman!jordan is fr so mean like.. using their seniority against you.. acting like they're doing you a favor by putting up with you even thougj they're looney in the toon obsessed w you.. makin you sit in their lap at parties, nestling their thigh between your legs n bouncing their leg against you.. nails digging into your waist as you chat all cheery w a guy obviously flirting with you. pullibg you into the nearest room, makin you lift up your little skirt, pull down your panties. make you show them how wet you are for them.

cooing when you spread your puffy lips, their index finger dipping into the slick dripping from ur tight little hole :( "look at you, fuckin' soaked." soft slaps on your swollen clit, scoffing when you whine out "jordan.."

making you tell them you're all theirs :( "who does this little princess cunt belong to, hm?" and ur tearing up bc they're so cruel :( whining out "yours, daddy. please." and they're so petty.. slapping your lil cunt with a "that piece of shit out there wouldn't fuckin' know that."

n idkk man maybe if you're lucky they'll fuck you but they're pretty angry 🙄 think you've been pretty bad 🙄 might let you cum if you do a really good job makin it up to them...

-🦸‍♀️ keep forgetting to do my silly willy emoji ill get there eventually

WHEN I CATCH YOU RICKY -

jealous jordan is something that can be so personal - you really hadn't meant to smile at the other guy like that - but maybe there's something to be said about how fucking wet you are at the treatment you're getting because of it. some unconscious part of you that acts out just so you'll have jordans attention on you like this.

that's how you find yourself upstairs - in the hosts fucking master bedroom - because of course the host of this party was the one who tried to flirt with you - getting fucked on their bed. leg hooked over one shoulder, the other spread out at a wide angle, moaning in ecstasy as you writhe. begging for it harder.

and jordan gives it to you - one hand wrapped around your throat as they do. that's the picture you make together when the door opens, and the owner of the bedroom steps in, mouth immediately dropping.

this, of course, was jordans plan all along. they let the guy soak in the image for a little, your legs in the air - your little hands clutching onto the corded muscle of jordans arm, not to remove their hand from around your throat, but to hold it there, like its an anchor and without it you'd just float away.

then jordan snaps, "fucking fuck off." and the sheer venom behind the words is enough to have the guy scrambling to obey - intimidated out of his own bedroom. no one fucks with jordan li.

you hadn't even been made aware of the whole ordeal, eyes hazy nd mouth dripping drool, but the sound of their harsh tone brings you back a little - has you blinking doe eyes up at them.

"d-daddy? what was-"

"nothing, baby." jordan quiets you with a kiss, chain brushing the valley between your shaking tits as they lean down over you, "is daddy's dick making you feel good?"

"y - yes!"

"gonna smile at other men?"

"no daddy, never! never again! m'sorry. please-"

"shh, i believe you." they glance at the closed door again and wonder if that guy is standing on the other side with his ear pressed against it. kinda hopes he is. "but you're gonna prove it t'me by making a mess all over this fucking bed."

#ask #🦸‍♀️ anon #jordan and their toxic possessiveness #well yes! #jordan li smut

[ultr6violnce]

oral nsfw hc's - jack thurlow <3

a/n ; i was gonna make a pt2 for my danny post the other day but i might do that either later or tmrw , so instead i have some lil hc's of jack giving head bc i need him and he's so bf so this is what i have for now , hope u enjoy 😜😜

𝗱𝗼𝗺!𝗷𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝘂𝗿𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝘅 𝘀𝘂𝗯!𝗳𝗲𝗺 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 !

warnings ; overstimulation , oral ( f recieving ) , blood kink , fingering , humiliation kink n' spit kink idrk??

he is such a dom when givin' head like oml. he will have u cryin' no shit fr.

he absolutely adores makin' u squirm. havin' his tongue buried so deep inside ur little cunt u can't even stay still , it's most likely the most adorable sight he's ever seen :( .

he is a complete whore for makin' u squirt omds. he will have his tongue lappin' at ur swollen abused clit , whilst his fingers are workin' so hard inside you , pressin' against your bladder any chance he gets just so he can have you squirt all over his pretty face .

he will do his best to makesure u can't move , makin' sure he's got u held down js to add to the torture , havin' u kick ur feet n' squirm ur body around til he lets go whilst his face is completely buried in ur thighs n' js eatin' ur cunt out like it's his last meal.

he will probably stuff ur mouth with ur own panties while he tongue fucks ur cunt so ur loud moans n' most likely screams will be muffled so no one can hear u .

although he probably would take them out js so he could humiliate u n' whoever lives next to u whores will know who u belong to .

he will not stop until you've came atleast five times , so to get that he'd most likely put a vibrator against ur clit whilst his tongue is buried so deep inside ur hole .

he is that much of a complete whore he will touch himself whilst he's eatin' u out , he can't have himself missin' out on all the pleasure to.

so when he's lappin' over ur cunt , he'll probably have his hands on ur thighs and his fingers would probably dig into your skin , drawin' a little bit of blood n' he'd lick it up once he's done w u :3 ( my fav my fav my fav )

he would be spittin' all over ur cunt left right and centre bruh , if he doesn't feel like ur wet enough ( why wouldn't u be , like excuse u?? ) he would make sure his spit lubes u up 100%.

he loves havin' u on all fours and eatin' ur cunt from the back , he thinks u look so cute w ur face down n' ass up :3

he's a big whore for hair pullin' , so whilst he's workin' & lappin' at ur cunt , he would really like u to like pull at his hair and play with it . also adds to his immense pleasure ^_^

he's extremely cocky n' will humiliate u any chance he gets , once again for his pleasure bc he loves how flustered it makes u :( !!

a/n ; i ended up gettin' lazy once again , but I hope this was good enough i was js watchin jack goes home and this idea popped into my head so i hope it's good , since im rlly tired n' i didn't think half of what i was puttin' made sense but oh well!! ily guys byeee <3 :3

#rory culkin #i ❤️ rory culkin #hes so cute #i need him so bad #jack goes home #i need him inside me #jack thurlow #i need him #smut

[cherryjuiceblues]

OMGGG or maybe mutually beneficial right? its halloween and he has to work so she decorates and everything and he comes home to a spooky house and her wearing an angel costume with matching lingerie and stuff and hes like whats all this hm AND THEN OMG AND THEN HES LIKE CALLING HER ANGEL IN THE BEGINNING AND THENS STARTS SAYING SHIT LIKE DRESSED LIKE AN ANGEL AND ACT LIKE ONE BUT WE BOTH KNOW UR JUS A LITTLE DEVIL BABY RNT U HM AND HES FUCKING HER REALLY ROUGH LIKE ROUGHEST THEYVE BEEN FOR THEM AND THEYRE KINKY BC BC HALLOWEEN AND FUNNN AND SHE CANT SPEAK BC ITS JUS SO INTENSE AND STUFF AND HE KEEPS MAKIN THE ANGEL AND DEVIL COMPARISONS AND ITS JUS SO SNCUASHDOUADHCKUASHCUIH and afterwards they eat fun spooky treats bc halloween and hfhdajcbaidj

PLSSSSS PLS ELABORATE ON THIS PLS IM BEGGING U

ALTERING THIS BECAUSE OF THE VANILLA LIME EXTRA I'M WRITING THAT FOLLOWS A SIMILAR IDEA !!

instead of angel costume... just full on lingerie. y/n's confident enough at this point and like excited by the prospect of being a bit naughty. and she's just so turned on the entire time as she's decorating the house, because she feels sexy and can't wait for harry's reaction.

and when he gets home, the house smells yummy and it's all oranges and browns. and there's pumpkins in the kitchen for them to carve. and when he sees y/n, he's expecting a pretty little dress or some lame ears and a tail. and instead he's met with her t*ts in a see-through bra or something. and like the thinnest of fabric covering her body.

"and what are you supposed to be, little miss?"

"i don't know," she giggles.

"well, i hope this doesn't crush your spirit but..." stepping closer, and closer, "you don't look very scary."

"sexy?" she tries, looking up at him with a bashful expression.

"maybe. if you're good."

cut to later and he's got her in front of a mirror, fingers squeezing her cheeks together and lingerie askew. her t*ts are over the fabric and her panties are pulled to the side. muttering filth. "wasn't expecting to come home to see that my sweet girl had dressed as a slut for halloween. hm? you're a little fucking minx." punctuating his words with thrusts and pushing his face into the side of hers as he forces her to watch themselves.

and he binds her thighs together, and her arms behind her back so she's immobile. just being thrown around and held up by harry. he stretches her neck back by a hand in her hair. and overstimulates her cl*t before she even comes. vibrator held against her as their skin slaps and all she can do is moan. he'd finish inside of her, pull her underwear back in place and take them to the kitchen to eat her halloween cookies. and then he'd make her go to the toilet, clean her up a bit and sit her on his lap as he carves a pumpkin (because big knives are dangerous and she's still woozy) into the shape of anything she likes.

#mutually beneficial #poopypandaa #concept

[dabisbratz]

i'm a new writer n i was wondering if u have any writing tips??? i love ur writing sooo much like omgomgomf ur so talented fr （≧∇≦）

thank you s’much n welcome, angel!!! mnot sure what type of writer you are or what you…like to write? like!! some people like writin dialogue more than descriptions n vice versa !! but!! i hope this helps anyway!!

when i write i try not to use “(y/n)” or “(name)” or anythin like that cause i feel like it takes the reader outta the.. experience? instead i’ll mention that you introduce yourself or the character says your name, jus not in dialogue where it’d need to be written? f’that makes sense?

n with that, i try to make it as immersive as possible!! which means if m’gonna describe somethin in depth it’s gonna be from the senses (touch, taste, smell, sight, hearin) instead of any of the reader’s physical qualities! but that last part’s personal preference!! n e way, i’ll describe the characters face, body, etc, etc, along with how they smell, how their lips taste if they’re bein kissed… n apply that logic to everythin but the reader!*

*there’s an exception to this!! if you’re writin somethin where the reader is of higher status, they’d wear higher status clothing! if the reader is doin anything that requires a certain type of style of clothes!! or a period piece! it’s free rein!

experiment with your style!! you might find somethin you really like! it helps to take inspo from other writers, can be fanfic writers or published writers!! professional writers or people who do it for fun!!

this is jus a personal pet peeve of mine n somethin i see readers complain about a lot! don’t break the fourth wall!

you don’t need a beta reader, but it helps to have one! if you don’t have anyone to check over your work, leave it alone for a few hours (the longer the better) n reread your work to catch any mistakes! sometimes you jus need fresh eyes

google is your best friend!! lookin for a word? google it! lookin for a synonym? google it! this also helps with makin sure you don’t repeat the same words over n over, even if you want them to mean the same thing!

y’learn this pretty early on in school! but! dialogue always has its own paragraph unless it’s breakin between an unfinished sentence from the character! for example:

“hey! how are you?”

“i’m okay,” they nod in affirmation. “thanks for asking!”

“that’s great!”

i recommend writin in a program that’ll have autocorrect n grammar errors pointed out to you!! i use google docs, helps with typos or weirdly written sentences! i

quality is better than quantity! you might worry about not postin enough but it’s okay to take more time on one really good fic than risk burnout after postin a million fics you’re not completely happy with!!

if you have writers block dont force yourself to write! it’ll get frustratin n ultimately worsen it! ride it out, it’ll pass!

as for smut… there’s one thing i stick to n it’s gonna sound so silly n awkward n will probably make you embarrassed to write! but! i promise it works! think of somethin you think is hot n try to write it out usin ‘hot’ words. like the exact opposite of post-nut clarity, think of what you do when you’re… in a particular mood !! if your own writin doesn make you flustered you gotta keep writin!!

#hope this helps!! #𐂯 ! ⊹ 𝓉𝑜𝓎𝒷𝑜𝓍 — ᵎᵎ ₊˚

[icedmetaltea]

Alright so I have a few DCA Aus/fics I want to write but I can't decide which one I should focus on doing first so I'm gonna share the titles of the Aus and ask which ones catch your eyes

Overgrown - Features a fae Y/N who is rather eccentric

You can swim, right? - Features a Y/N who was iskeiaed to a world full of pirates and mythical creatures

Encore gone wrong - Features a retired performer Y/N (Based on your Puppet Au)

Who’s there? - Features a Class-D Y/N who is blind (Based on your Scp Au)

Blood and oil don’t mix - Features a Y/N who is the god of war

I’m not short, you’re just abnormally large - Features a scavenger Y/N (Based on your Titan Au)

Demon knows best - Features a demon Y/N who has been tethered to a plushie

The Sea Devil - Features a selkie Y/N who isn’t pure and innocent like a selkie should be and is rather cold-hearted instead

The Biggest Ego of Them All - Features an Scp Y/N (Based on your Scp Au)

AAAAAAAAAAAAA all these ideas sound amazing anon :0000 Each sound so fun and unique (also the fact that some are made on au's I've made or contributed to??? Duuuude ur makin me fuckin die of warm fuzzies

It all depends on what your mood is I suppose! What kind of vibe have you been feeling lately? What movies/games/books/art do u find yourself gravitating towards atm? I find it's easiest to work on an idea when the idea is literally making me write it. Like the inspiration hooks onto me and I gotta do it or I'll DIE (not rlly but I will be very sad :( ) so when the vibe is there, I can feel it drawing me in. Focus on what draws you in, what gives you the most desire to brainstorm, what you find yourself imagining scenarios for when bored.

Or just do a good ol' game of eenie meenie minie mo, that also works 😂

I notice there are multiple SCP and fantasy-themed ones, so maybe at the moment you're feeling more in the mood for fantasy and/or supernatural type stuff? That's just an observation and possible startin point

I wish you luck!!

#Answer tag #Metaltea Talks #*gives anon a bottle of rose-scented ink* #fic talk

[screampied]

HIIIYAAAA its swan anon, yk pearl anon,, thats me too 😭😭 i accidentally called myself pesrl bc on smb elses account im a pearl anon and i was abt to go to sleep and i was like “woah. WHY DID I DO THAT” but yuh, my bad pooka 😭😭😭

MKAY SO LIKEEEE, fuckin sukuna in full form, right? he’d be agressive as shitt, and think about those four arms? all over you. and i MIGHT be a whore.. but him fingering you and makin that lil mouth thing to lick at your clit is kinda.. WHYS THAT KINDA… 😻😻😻

you know what would be a glorious time? giving him head ON HIS MF THRONE, and if its not in the manga it is now, he has a throne. and hes definitely gonna have you suck his dick on it 🤤

and bc its hate sex, yk what i said abt those four arms.. HES GONNA PUT YOU IN A HEADLOCK WITH HIS FOREARM WHILE HE GIVES U BACKSHOTS

what.. who said that?

also get it, forearm and four arm (im so corny but i actually laughed 😭😭😭)

AS I WAS SAYIN hes gonna be so fucking mean and its gonna be so hot 😻

“Is that me you are speaking to me like that? Watch that fucking mouth, bitch. I won’t hesitate chop off your— shitt, your fuckin’ head when I’m done with you, but you’d probably like that, filthy whore.”

he’d edge you for sure, and he’s gonna make you do it yourself infront of him before he makes you cum by himself 😻😻

“did you seriously think I was let make you cum? You’re funny. If you wanna cum so bad, go ahead and do it yourself. You’re a big girl, you got it.”

that “you got it” made me giggle 😻 ANYWHOS, he’s also gonna overstimulate you at the right after

“Oh, it’s ‘too much?’ Wasn’t it you who was begging for me to make you cum because you couldn’t do it yourself, hm? And now it’s ‘too much?’ Selfish. That’s unfortunate for you, my dear, because i’m not tired. You look like you can give me 3 more, so give me 3.”

and yuh !! thats just a lil thought process i had for hate sex w full form sukuna, i lowk wanna make a smut account but ion think i can write like that so for now, you gettin it all !!

you’ll see me soon,

pearl or swan anon <3

OHHHHH LMAO hi swan pooks hehe i was like :0 ur good tho dw !!! 🙇‍♂️🩵

forearm and four arm goodbye (u genius)

BUT WAAAAIIIUTTTT so real tho bc sukuna’s so rude in bed. the dialogue is spot on >>> plus he’s so cocky, he’d maybe say smth like “do you know who you’re talking to” 🧎🏽‍♀️arrogant bitch

omg the edging . . i feel like that can be so toji coded ?!?! CALLING THE READER SELFISHHHJFIGOHHIJL. oh we got gagged. give them three more ohhhhh i’d be speechless

TBIS IS SO GOOOOOOD ?! totally up to u but u should consider making a smut account !! this is some good shit n ur so talented 😙

#answered 💌 #swan anon

[b-o-e]

yw! and boe ur so real for that 🤭

frank and eddie are so cute. i completely understand why u ship it!

especially cuz they’re polar opposites, which is more interesting tbh 😤

also sALLY AND JULIE??? AWWWW THAT’S SO CUTE DKGKKD 🥹🥹🥹

and as for me? welllll i find sally and julie cutie patooties, but i prefer wally and julie. there’s fanart of them and it’s so so cute it makes my heart die 😭🩷💓💕

u seem like such a sweet person to talk to! 🫵🏼😤

at first i was anxious but i think i could reveal my t r u e identity *dun dun DUNNNN*

this is the longest message i wrote oKAY BYE *whistles and makes a run for it*

- luna <33

yuhhhh B) i like Sally n Julie cause they seem like they would just get along so well. both very high energy! very good match, they can keep up to each other! Julie seems like she would be super into being in Sally’s plays too

I’ve seen some pretty cute Wally n Julie stuff too! artist just. AGH. artists are so cool. if you’re an artist reading this, I think you’re cool. I envy you. I know with a lot of practice I could prolly do art too, my artist friend nags me about it all the time, but I don’t feel like it B) GAHAHAH

AND THANK YOU AGEHGAHDBA YOU MAKIN ME BLUSH N KICK MY FEET N STUFFFFF

I won’t lie I’ve been tryna see if I can even get an idea of who you are but I’ve had no luck GAHSHAHA, I have no leads to go off of, I’ve checked out a free profiles to see if I thought they have a chance of being you gajdhahdjah

BUT ALAS NO PRESSURE!!! I don’t mind the anon messages, completely up to you!!!!

#boe babbles #luna <3 #auuuGGGHH MY 30 MINUTE JUST ENDED #sos #:(((((((( #I’ll still be on my phone tho #especially listening to música GAHSGAH #wow it autocorrected but I’m too lazy to change B)

[boethiahsboytoy]

Hi hello so. Idk how to word this without sounding strange but you posting abt vulon n boethiah reminded me 1: how fun it is to have ocs with connection to the daedric princes and 2: how therapeutic and good it feels to write through them so like.

I hope this doesn’t sound weird or anything but you’ve inspired me to start makin a new oc and maybe have them smooch a daedric prince and just have Fun with Skyrim + tes in general so like thank you (again so hope this isn’t weird or anything I just wanted to also say I LOVE all your ocs they’re super interesting and just Cool)

!!!! Anon!! This isn't weird at all it's so sweet of you!! Omg ;w; I'm so glad u want to make a new oc n have a funky good time w them I'm genuinely SO happy for you!! Pls tell me about them when u start working on them !! :3 I hope you keep having fun w them and also w playin tes I'm glad ur gonna have a good time bc that's what OCs r all about !!

For real tho if u don't tell me abt ur OC n their daedric prince smooching activities I will be soooooo sad and pathetic 🥺🥺

#ask #anon #this is so so sweet thank u #genuinely i think just having a funky good time w ocs is all that matters. even if ur lore non-compliant. #what matters is u are Vibing!! #im so happy i got someone 2 have fun w their ocs tho this is so cool im hyped for you!!

[jamesbuckybarnes19174]

*stirs awake, seeing ur messages, grabbing an ice pack and some pretzels, then records a message on my way to the lounge*

voice message to james: hi jamie baby… don’t need to apologize for that, just happens, you know? i miss you… makes sense why you didn’t wake me up… it’s okay, when you have to go, you have to go… people need you jamie… i n-need you too but, just different is all… ‘m okay, just miss you… *swallows, pausing* i hope your wrist is okay… you icing it? i’ll bring an ice pack in case… i’ll take care of you… i love taking care of you… hope you ate *pauses* maybe should grab you some snacks anyways just in case… *hums, rummaging through drawers* i’m okay baby… just didn’t get a break is okay… thank you baby… you’re very sweet and i love you so much… i’m really proud of you too, you know that? i hope i tell you enough… *pauses* t-they didn’t t-tell me… sorry baby… i w-would’ve come to see you, i’m sorry… *sighs softly* i really miss you jamie… i think i did feel them, i half woke up… and oh baby… my baby… you’re not a failure… you’re wonderful and strong and smart and sweet and thoughtful and i love you so much… you’re the best for me jamie… you’re perfect to me… and perfect doesn’t mean you don’t mess up sometimes… perfect is just… you always try your best jamie, you show how much you love and care about me and i can see how hard you try and that is perfect… i love you, i’ll love you forever… i want you to be okay and have good things… i’m on my way right now baby… i love you so much… you’re the best at calming me down or making me smile… you show me how much you love me jamie… don’t worry… i see it… *chuckles softly* i think we have a lot of fun, yeah? and normal is boring anyways jamie, what we have is fun and exciting… i love you… you mean so much to me… i love you very very much… you’re the love of my life… i love you with everything in me…

*goes to the lounge and smiles softly, setting the pretzels and ice pack aside, helping u lie down comfortably on the couch, covering u up with a blanket, grabbing the ice pack and setting it gently on ur wrapped wrist, then climbs into bed with u, gently kissing ur cheek a bunch of times, then falls asleep*

*wakes up later, listens to your message, gently rubbing your head then my phone going off, seeing the message then quickly, carefully gets you off of me, finding Sam, telling him to stay with you then leaves*

voice message to kitten: hey scout…’m in the medbay…again…*sighs softly* ‘m sorry I-I had to leave again, Stevie he…h-he went on a mission alone, he wasn’t supposed to and h-he got hurt and I had to go g-get him. He’s okay…sleepin’ right now…but uh…I d-did my best with my wrist b-but I hurt it more and my face hurts a little *chuckles slightly* I left sam with you…h-hope he…kept you good comfort…I…r-really miss you…I miss you m-more than anything right now, baby. *stays quiet for a couple moments, sniffling* feel l-like I haven’t uh….s-seen you really in a bit. I don’t f-feel good about it…I-I just wanna punch things…*chuckles slightly* cause l-like I feel angry I had to leave so quickly a-and that I just had to go help Steve when I c-could’ve just also stayed with you….I-I needed to help him…’m really missin’ my baby though…miss you so fuckin’ much sweetheart. Need your uh *sniffles, voice cracking softly* need you to tell me ‘s all okay and give me soft kisses and h-hold my hand…I just uh…I n-need you baby….’m gonna go back t-to the room here…s-so once you can get here please get as close as you can to me? *sighs shakily and then takes deep breaths* does it m-make sense I wanna take care of you right now a-and I want you to take care of me right now? *chuckles* k-know I also really need to see your smile…I miss it so much…I-I need to be the one makin’ you smile too….wanna g-give you so much l-love right now and I can’t….b-but uh soon yeah? Hopefully, baby…I…y-you said in your message you need me too? *stays quiet for a moment* my baby…you’re right…perfect doesn’t mean you don’t mess up but it means more like…you’re perfect for me…you always try your best too and I know you love me baby, I know it with every single part of me and I’ll never forget it…ever. Because I love you just as much and I plan on lovin’ you forever and…makin’ you feel as good as I can forever…I h-hope you’ll have me forever, baby….I love you dearly….I love you so fuckin’ much

*goes to the room and fall| asleep*

[titsuya]

# MIYA ATSUMU & [some of] HIS KINKS <3

+++ visuals <3

warning: NSFW VISUAL LINKS ! (twt p*rn lol) MINORS DNI 18+ — um i’m not going to spoil it, but degradation and daddy kink are both heavily used + shitty writing <3

sar’s note: hi omg this was so fun to write! i want to do more of these maybe if you guys like them :) (& if they’re requested 😏/hj) as always, likes n reblogs are very much appreciated<3

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daddy kink

the first time you uttered the word, atsumu’s eyes went wide, stilling balls deep inside you. “what’d ya say?” he’d ask in a whisper, not trusting his voice. you writhed realizing the name that’d slipped from your mouth. you keep quiet, mortified at the fact that he’d even heard you, pressing your face into the tear soaked pillow and push your hips back to get him to keep going. he grabs you by the hair, pulling you up to wrap his hand around your throat and pressing his wet lips against your ear, “i ain’t fuckin’ ya till ya tell me whatcha said, bitch,” he grits. you squeeze your eyes shut, knitting your eyebrows all at the new angle.

“daddy…” you whimper, prettily. too pretty for atsumu’s liking. his hands push you into the bed, and grip onto your waist nearly bruising your already sensitive skin. he finally moves giving you harsh thrusts, squeezing at your flesh. you just can’t get enough, “harder! harder, daddy! mmm, shit,” you moan loudly as he grunts above you.

“that’s it, fuckin’ take it, slut. take daddy’s cock.”

exhibitionism

atsumu smirks, his finger are soaked with your arousal as he fucks them in and out of you. it’s been 30 minutes. you’re on the verge of tears trying to converse with your brother-in-law, already overstimmed because he just wouldn’t let you cum. once osamu goes to the bathroom, you turn to him, a crocodile tear rolling down your pretty little face and he coos, “aww, c’mon baby, just havin’ a lil bit of fun!” he plunges his fingers all the way inside, curling them to hit the spot he knows so well.

you place your hand over his trying to stop him but it doesn’t work, “tsum! fuck, tsumu, ‘m gonna cum, fuck, please!” you plead, softly in hopes of not letting anyone hear you.

“c’mon, baby… cum. let everyone here know who’s makin’ ya feel this good,” he whispers in your ear before feeling you gush and hearing you rip out a loud moan. he smiles and presses a kiss to your red hot cheek. “that’s ma good fuckin’ girl.”

impact play w/ love <3

“daddy!” you squeal as atsumu’s heavy hand lands on your ass, probably leaving a hand mark. he chuckles, darkly, watching the way you twitch and shake waiting for the next slap to come. he thinks your so fucking hot just waiting to get your ass slapped by him and seeing the way his hand is imprinted into your flushed skin. he slaps it again and again and again loving the way your ass jiggles and hearing the way you let out a giggly moan.

he presses a kiss to the bright red flesh, smiling before spanking you again and eyeing your jolting body, “fuckin’ love ya, princess.” he mutters, squeezing the fat.

dacryphilia

he’s watching as the tears slip down your face as he’s overstimming you— again. he thinks you look so perfect like this— laid out underneath him with salty tears and hiccuping and pleading for him to let you cum. his cock aches hard in his pants just wanting to fuck your cute lil body senseless. hearing that beg, “daddy! please, stop!” you don’t mean it. the way you’re clamping down on his fingers, there’s no way you mean it. he stops anyways just to make sure, and the shocked wail you let out was just enough to make him almost cum in his pants.

“shhh, baby, fuck,” he groans, putting his fingers back into your sopping pussy while staring into your teary eyes. he leans in, pecking your lips before whispering against them, “cry fer ma cock, my pretty fuckin’ crybaby,”

manhandling & degradation

“stupid. fucking. whore.” he says, punctuating each word with a hard thrust. you had made him so jealous all because you were needy and now he has you bent over a bathroom sink, arm in his hand with a bruising grip on it. “yeah, i bet suna could fill ya up like this, hmm? bet he can fuck yer slutty cunt like this?” he pants, spanking your ass, alternating between cheeks. you nearly scream, your free hand grasping onto the sink.

“n-n-no! no! i only— hah! hah! fuck!,” you sob out, trying to get your words out but his cock keeps bumping your cervix. “w-wan’ you! only y-you!”

he scoffs, loudly spanking your ass and listening to the way you squeal. “yer so fuckin’ pathetic,” he chuckles, condescendingly. “cryin’ all over ma cock like a fuckin’ slut,” he speeds up, his cock now bruising your cervix with how fast he’s going. “good thing yer just a pretty lil cocksleeve to use whenever.”

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[havin-a-wee]

could u ever do a smutty one where h and y/n had a fling in the best or are just each others occasional hook ups but when h has a date y/n gets like really upset and he finds out so he makes it up to her and confesses his feelings saying stuff like „y're my best girl, y'know that petal?“🥺👉🏻👈🏻 love ur writing beyond words, have an amazing day :))))

Date Night

warnings: unprotected sex

word count: 1.6k

to whoever sent in this ask im so so so sorry it literally took me like two months to answer it i feel so bad but i like how it turned out so i hope this makes up for it!

You shouldn’t be crying. You really shouldn’t. Yet tears are spilling down your face as you break down in choppy sobs, your chest heaving and your cheeks hot.

You have no right to be jealous, and you know that. You and Harry are only friends with benefits, and nothing else. He is allowed to be on a date right now, and it’s not his fault that you’ve managed to fall in love with him throughout the course of your relationship. You met through a mutual friend, began hanging out and then later started hooking up. And while he sees you as his best friend who he just happens to fuck sometimes, you see him as so much more. And you wish that maybe it could be different between you. That maybe he does reciprocate your feelings and if you just told him how you feel he’d tell you he feels the same way.

But as far as you know, there is no chance of that happening. Especially considering the fact that he’s currently at a restaurant with some hot blonde girl he met last week.

Your thoughts are put to a halt when your phone rings, and you pick it up to see none other than Harry himself calling. And as much as you want to decline the call, Harry would never decline yours no matter what, so with a hefty sigh you bring the phone to your ear.

“Hi”

“Hey petal, the date was a bust, all she wanted t’talk about was m’money.” Harry laughs weakly over the phone, and you smile at the news that it didn’t work out. You shouldn’t be happy about it, and it does make you feel guilty because Harry deserves happiness. You just wish he could find that happiness with you.

Lost in your own train of thought, you forget that you’re supposed to be suppressing your tears. Another salty droplet rolls down your cheek and your sniffle.

Suddenly, Harry begins talking again, and that’s when you realize your mistake. “Petal? Y’okay? Sounds like y’crying.” His voice immediately switches from joking to sympathetic and worried, and you can imagine how he looks right now, creased forehead and wide eyes.

“Y-yeah, I’m fine.” You wipe the tear off your cheek with the sleeve of your hoodie, clearing your throat to try and hide the sound of your throat that's sore from crying.

“No y’not y/n, I know what y’crying sounds like. M’already going in the direction of y’house so m’coming over and staying till’ y’tell me what's wrong.”

The tone of his voice tells you there’s no changing his mind, so you sigh and murmur an “okay” before hanging up the phone.

It took about five minutes for Harry to knock on the door. During that time, you went into your bathroom and attempted to hide the red, puffy skin that had overtaken your cheeks. It didn’t really work, and you were still trying to hide it when you heard him knock. So with a disappointed sigh, you slump over to the door and open it.

Harry steps in quickly, placing his coat on a hanger and then turning back to you.

“What’s wrong pet, hmm?” He places his ringed hand on your cheek, thumb running over the skin that's been reddened from your tears.

And despite the years you’ve spent hiding your feelings, despite the hours you’ve had to listen to Harry retell stories about his hookups, despite the yearning you’ve felt for your best friend since you met him, this was your breaking point. Tear after tear after tear. They flow uncontrollably down your face and all you can manage to do is look up at Harry. He pulls you into him, placing one hand behind your head and one around your waist.

And you just cry into Harry’s shoulder.

You don’t know how long you’ve been standing there, but Harry eventually brings you couch, and as soon as he sits you both down you curl up into his warm chest.

“Y’gonna tell me what’s wrong? Y’don’t ‘ave to, just hate seeing yeh cry.”

Finally, you pick up your head from where it’s tucked into his torso.

It might be the daze you’re in from the emotions swirling through your head. It might be the glass of wine you downed earlier to help drown out the feeling of jealousy. It might be all the pent up frustration from years of pining for someone you could never have. Or it might have been none of those things. Whatever it was, there was something inside of you that snapped. Like a damn collapsing and letting the water topple over and flood everything. The barrier you spent so long building broke in two, allowing all of those emotions to spill out.

“I love you Harry.” His eyes snapped open, and his mouth moved to speak, but you cut him off. “And not just as a friend. I’ve always loved you, and I know that if you don’t feel the same way, things will be awkward, but I don’t care anymore. Seeing you excited to go out with another girl hurt, because all I’ve wanted for so long was for that girl to be me.”

He stares at you. There was a second where you debated getting up and running out of the house, afraid of what his response would be. But just before you could put that plan into action, his lips collided with yours.

Your mouth meld perfectly, soft lips biting and nipping at each other. His tongue slips past your parted lips and twirls around your own. You’re breathless by the time he disconnects, the feeling that you had been longing for sent your mind spinning.

“Y’don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to hear that,” he pants, green irises staring deeply into yours. Without another word, you lean in and kiss him again, this time with more vigor than before. Much to your dismay, he separates the two of you again, however he keeps his arms tangled around your body and holds you close.

“Y're my best girl, y'know that petal? None of those silly girls could ever replace you.”

As your lips touch for the third time, it’s clear that both of you have been waiting for this moment for a long time. You savor the feeling, taking short moments to pause and soak in the feeling of his lips on yours.

Slowly, his hand creeps down the small of your back, but you can tell he’s hesitant to move it down further. But you want this, so you remove the hand that’s stroking his hair and place it on his, moving his hand down to your ass manually. He pulls his lips away, looking into your eyes for a sign of confirmation. You realize what he’s looking for, so you nod vigorously in response.

Quickly, he lifts himself off the couch, placing you on your back and positioning himself on top of you.

“H- please, I want you to make love to me,” you whine. His expression fills with hunger and he reaches to unbutton his jeans, shimmying them off quickly and tossing them to the ground. You can see the bulge pressed up against his boxers, and you reach out to palm him through the thin material.

“Fuck petal, y’gonna be the death o’me, y’know that?”

Harry dives into kiss you, using one of his hands to pull down your soft pajama shorts along with your panties. “Harry-”

“I gotchu petal, I gotchu, don’t worry.”

You assist him in pulling off his boxers, his large erection springing out. He’s huge, but you can’t say you didn’t expect it. The precome on his tip is calling for you to lick it, but you just want him to be inside of you, so you make a mental note to do that sometime soon. He grips the base of his cock, lining it up with your entrance. “M’gonna go slow alright?”

You hum your approval, and he responds by pushing the head inside your tight, soaking hole. Even with just an inch inside, you know it’s going to be a stretch, so you take a deep breath and hold onto his shoulders.

Inch by inch, he pushes himself inside of you. Harry stills for a minute, sensing the discomfort in your demeanor. Luckily, it doesn’t take long for the pain to subside and the pleasure to kick in, and soon enough you are moaning out for him to move.

He takes your instructions swiftly, pulling almost all the way out of you until quickly thrusting himself fully back in. “Fuck!”

Your cries are muffled when he leans down to kiss you, his hips continuing to rock as he pushes his length into you.

The air is hot, filled with moans and the smell of sex. You haven’t ever felt this good in your life, especially when he thrusts in extra deep and hits that special spot inside of you. “Harry- god,”

“Sweet girl, am I makin’ yeh feel good?”

“Mhm..”

“Tell me petal, who makes y’feel like this?”

“Harry! Only Harry,”

“Good girl.”

He slams into you, speeding up his thrusts and colliding his hips with yours. Both of you are groaning messes, caught up in the moment and unable to form any coherent sentences. You feel his cock twitch inside of you, and you know you’re close too by the way your stomach and pussy are clenching. He can feel it too, hitting deeper inside of you to bring you to your climax.

“God Y/N, I love you so fuckin much.”

That was all it took for your orgasm to come crashing down, coursing through your body with strength and fervor. The feeling of you squeezing as you came sent Harry over the edge, his milky cum shooting into your pussy and covering the soft walls.

You don’t know if this means you’re dating or not, or where his head is at. All you know is that you love him, and he loves you. And that’s enough for you.

#harry styles smut #harry styles #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles blurb #harry styles fic #one direction #harry styles fic rec #harry styles writing #harry styles imagine #harry styles blog #harry styles story #harry styles one shot

[arvandus]

d-d-devour??😳😳😳😳 sheeeesh when i read that too good 😭😭🙏 also yesss drivin ur villain bf up the walls is our ✨favorite pasttime✨ ah just imagine if reader is one of those seemingly shy innocent types but also a slight mischievious side like, u two r juuust datin and r eatin sumn and you go "baabe i think you got sumn on your face cmon let me get it for you" so you hold his face gently, he thinks nothing of it until he feels your lips on his mismatched ones, hes still alittle bewildered when you pull away w a smile "a kiss" and just giggle coz the face hes makin is just too cute-🐨

Yessss… a nice, sweet Y/N who’s secretly a brat who likes to tease and harass her edgy boyfriend until he snaps. XD

I like imagining Y/N doing little things, things that make Dabi’s heart skip a beat or feel warm fuzzies. Twining your fingers in his and kissing the back of his hand. Running your fingers through his messy hair. Helping him dye his roots. Laying on top of him in the morning when he’s face down in the bed, feeling the comforting weight of you on his back as you kiss and nibble on his ear…. 🥰

It’d feel so foreign to him at first. He’s comfortable with intense interactions, interactions fueled by desire or passion. But tenderness? Affection? Gentleness? It’s too much, it cuts too deep, making uncomfortable emotions well in his chest like a geyser ready to burst. He might pull away, or make an off-handed comment, refusing your gentle affections.

So you take your time, only offering soft moments and little kindnesses sparingly, in small increments. Offering him some of your fries. Stocking the fridge with his favorite drink. A brush of the bangs from his eyes. A small adjustment of his jacket. A squeeze of the hand.

Over time, he grows used to it, and then you’re able to give a little more, and then a little more. A gentle stroke along his arm, Eventually you’ll realize that he not only accepts tenderness, but seeks it out. He’ll wrap his arms around you from behind, burying his face in your hair or your neck. He’ll lay down on the couch, putting his head on your lap so you can run your fingers over his scalp. He’ll roll over at night and wrap his body around yours, fitting himself against you perfectly.

And maybe…. Over time…. He’ll learn how to reciprocate; he’ll learn all the little things that make your heart pound, save them for private moments behind closed doors or when he thinks no one is looking.

#arvandus answers #🐨 anon #Dabi imagine

[areakeeper]

okay. cookie fart time. i hate myself

adventürer

bassy and on the louder side, tend to last a few good solid seconds before it finally peters off. relieving every single time, post blast sounds can range from satisfied sighs to outloud commentary on how good that felt

sometimes theres barely any smell at all, sometimes its a heavy stench even he himself will wave off. if its a bad one he might even say so it himself, stuff like 'jeez, that was a bad one' or 'what on earthbrëad did i eat?'

makes An effort to not fart around others, but not much. hes too used to bein able to whenever while on solo adventures, its one of those unspoken lil social things he forgets whenever he comes back to th general public. usually excuses himself if he does end up farting, but mostly jus w strangers, if ur close he doesnt really bother to hold or excuse it

th cogs in this mans head r already kinda rusted, takes a bit for him to process tht ur Into him farting. but, he eventually will and he'll b fine w it. bc hes already so blasé w paying any mind to farting around others theres not much of a difference, though he might waft it towards you or ask 'hows that doin it for ya?' if hes feeling Particularly bastard

not all that hesitant to fart on you honestly, wherever he ends up he'll jus concern himself with makin sure hes comfy and, if on your face, givin you som fresh air every now n again. he'll let em go as they come, might groan or comment on how good they feel if he wants to really see you react

not into it as a sex thing himself, but has no qualms w farting durin more intimate moments if u like it. if hes sitting on you already n happens to fart, he'll grind into you. man really jus wants to kill u w it honestly

happy to let you rub his belly if it gets upset or bloated, likes the feeling of warm hands on his dad bod stomach. depending this may even get him to get into it without needing to touch him more intimately bc his stomachs also p sensitive to all that tender rubbing. yes he will moan into ur mouth if ur kissing when you get a fart out of him yes he will laugh when you pull away. absolute worst

cinnamön

literal cinnämon puff clouds come out, like how his magic looks yknow. he cannot hide a fart to save his life it sparkles a lil n everything, best he can do is pretend its a magic trick. rarely works

smells like youd think, just as strong too. he doesnt mind the smell, his magic is basically the same, though his magic also isnt as strong, so he usually tries waving it away, otherwise he usually coughs on it

usually not much sound, generally airy, though it can go up to a loud buzz of sorts if theyr sitting on a hard surface

tries to avoid farting around others, if around friends they might make a joke abt it being a magic trick. its an old joke tht no one laughs at but they keep doing it anyways

surprised if you like it, but if he knows tht he'll purposefully rip it around you, chuckle a bit at ur reactions bc he can be a little bastard. as a treat

will actually get flustered if you ask them to fart on ur face or in ur lap. they'll do it, it just sorta makes the fact tht ur Into This realer to them - as much as they try putting on shows they always tend to get flustered in sexual situations. even if nothings Out, th nature n intent behind the act is enough for them really feel it

^ also a massive sucker for praise, will melt if you compliment anything abt him or what hes doing. while not into whats happening fr th same reasons you are, he'll quickly get turned on too bc hes turning You on. eprocto domino

dark chöco

deep, rumbling type farts, heats up th seat of their pants. grunts if they gotta really push to get anything out, its cute. feels good when they vibrate in your lap

strong, almost bitter smell. not awful, but certainly not the kind to go undetected. easy to trace back to him. not offended by his own gas, but also isnt a fan

can pass in his own privacy without issue, but reluctant with company, usually holds it and is mostly successful doing so, though if he fails he gets embarrassed and apologizes

very hesitant with farting even if they know ur into it, its gonna take some time for them to stop automatically apologizing everytime they pass in your presence. will silently become more willing the more you compliment them or generally confirm your attraction to them passing gas

if you Really ask him and Really confirm youre gonna like it, he'll sit on your face. very comfy, hes muscled but theres a good layer of softer fat padding his ass. no matter what hes gonna b super flustered abt it, still excusing himself, but its endearing. could dutch oven u w his cape if youd like

not into it sexually, but isnt opposed to it if you wanna touch them. if you knead their ass a lil even theyll start gasping a bit, anything in tht area feels good. grinding into them will get them stifling back whines n moans, pretty shy about getting turned on during th whole deal

very accepting of stomach rubs if theyr bloated or aching, will thank you multiple times over for it. th sighs they make when you dislodge particularly stubborn gas WILL kill you so very dead

originally i had more planned to write but its already been an hour i need to be put somewhere

#eprocto #i need to sit down. i need to remove myself from society #writing this mqde me like advent more. kill me

[muwur]

idk if this counts as an emergency or comfort request but ive been havin a REAL bad body image week nsnnnsnnnsnn could i maybe request headcanons for either oikawa or kuroo (u can pick if u wanna) with an s/o who is rlly self conscious about being chubby/has a really hard time with food and mayb feels like worthless because theyre not the ideal body type? idk sorry if thats dumb aaaah thank u sm if u choose to do this

self-love

♡ scenarios ♡ for oikawa and kuroo

❧ gn reader

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a/n: hey hun, im sorry to hear you’ve been having a rough time lately. this kind of request actually rlly hits close to home, and if u ever need anything, ur mor than welcome to reach out to me :) i can also help look for resources for help, anything really. this goes for all y’all! i dont want none y’all to feel alone with anything ur going thru cuz we’re in this together! and no need to thank me, the pleasure is mine luv 🥰💕 nothing about this is dumb, ur feelings are valid. i hope this will bring you n many others some comfort. also,, FUCK BODY STANDARDS MAKIN US BELIEVE THERE’S AN IDEAL TYPE BC THERE IS NONE N Y’ALL R BEAUTIFUL N IF U DUN THINK SO I WILL COME OVER DER,,, ok im done 🥰🥰 (more notes at the bottom of this, i talk a lot n think its important, didnt wanna add it up here bc it was too long lolol) tw: mentions of bad body and implies disordered eating behaviors

 oikawa

♡ Oikawa was pretty keen, so when he observed a gradual shift in your behavior, he definitely took notice

♡ One day when you showed up to lunchtime empty-handed and sat with your two friends, casually chatting, Oikawa and Iwaizumi gave you a questioning look

♡ “Where’s your lunch, y/n?” Oikawa asked

♡ “Oh, I, uh, ate it already, actually.”

♡ Iwaizumi raised an eyebrow and offered you some of his, but you declined, thanking him and stating you were already full

♡ Later that day in class, however, Oikawa couldn’t help but notice the absence of your boxed lunch container in your unzipped backpack

♡ The next day, you came empty-handed again, blaming it on your forgetfulness during your rush to get to school

♡ However, it became a normal occurrence over time, and while you seemed fine, uneasiness began to prick inside Oikawa’s stomach

♡ Those smiles you wore appeared fragile, and the laughter that rumbled from your throat felt restrained

♡ You seemed more tired and unfocused than usual

♡ Preoccupied, withdrawn, and distant

♡ He could sense something was bothering you, no matter how much you may (or may not) have tried to hide it

♡ On his way to school one morning, he made sure to stop by a convenience store to pick one of your favorite snacks, thinking it was a simple gesture to brighten up the somber aura he’s been detecting from you

♡ “I have a surprise for you, y/n~” Oikawa announced with excitement, rummaging through his bag to pull out the snack and show it to you. “Look, it’s your favorite!”

♡ You could only offer him an uneasy smile, “Oh, you shouldn’t have...” You really shouldn’t have...

♡ When he noticed the tension in your body and expression, a frown appeared on his lips

♡ “Y/n? Is something wrong?” He reached out to place a comforting hand on your shoulder but you swiftly flinched away

♡ ”I’m fine..!”

♡ Surprised at your sudden movement and outburst, you both felt a split second of apprehension crackle in the air before you started to gather your items in a rush

♡ Sighing, you repeated, “I’m fine.”

♡ He wasn’t sure whether you were speaking to him or yourself

♡ “Thanks for the snack, but I’ll pass. Have it for me. You need it more, anyways; you have volleyball practice. I’ll see you tomorrow, Oikawa,” you offered him a solemn smile and left before he could even reply

♡ Some time had passed before he could finally get you to open up to him

♡ And when you did, it crushed his heart to see how much your insecurities broke you

♡ It hurt to hear how low you thought about yourself; how you couldn’t see the beauty in your being; how you deemed food, your body, and yourself as your worst enemies

♡ Thus bringing you to the conclusion that maybe you’d be happy and like yourself if you could just give up that midday snack or your school lunch

♡ Even raincheck a cafe date you were supposed to have together

♡ Maybe also skip dinner, sometimes breakfast the next morning as well

♡ You could manage on just water

♡ Little sacrifices to shed some weight, feel better, and get closer to your ideal body goals

♡ You admitted, however, to questioning whether any of it was worth it

♡ The constant states of hunger, pain, and defeat you lived in

♡ Only to feel as though you were getting nowhere

♡ Oikawa was well aware of today’s beauty standards. I mean, he himself was often praised for his natural charm and beauty

♡ And you felt you could never reach that ideal

♡ “Oikawa, you’re too good for me.”

♡ His eyebrows knitted in concern as he lifted his right hand to caress your cheek softly. “And why do you say that?”

♡ Tears threatened to prick at your eyes. All you could was stare at the ground in silent shame

♡ When you still said nothing, he leaned in closer, his brown gaze softly pleading

♡ “Y/n, look at me.”

♡ When your eyes flickered up to meet his own, Oikawa asked, “You know I love you, right?”

♡ His question was met with a meek, “Yes.”

♡ From your clouded glaze, he could tell that you had a hard time believing in your own response

♡  “Do you know why?”

♡ But before you could respond, he was already answering his own question

♡ “Well...” he began, glancing up in thought and wearing a small smile

♡ “Something about you makes me want to be by your side. I love to see your smiles and hear your laughter, but I always want to be there to hold you when you’re crying and in pain.”

♡ “You’re supportive. You understand what I need, and I don’t always have to explain myself to you. You take your time with me and make me feel like I can be myself. Not many people have stuck around to actually get to know me. Because of that, you’ve never failed to make my day a little better with just your presence.”

♡ “You’re strong and caring. I can rely on you to have my back, and I hope I provide that same comfort to you as well.”

♡ “I love being able to lazy around with you or go on adventures and discover something new. It’s comfortable and exciting at the same time.”

♡ “Your hands feel like they were made to hold mine.”

♡ He reached down to squeeze your hand gently

♡ “Kissing you makes me forget about everything else on my mind. I can just live in the present with you.”

♡ He moved close and gave you a peck above your eyebrow

♡ “You make me want to work hard and be a better person. You help motivate me to try my best, and you never give up on me. Why would I ever give up on you?”

♡  “I learn something new with you everyday. Like right now, I realize that I’ve never met someone who could so easily make my heart race as they could make my heart break.”

♡ “When I look at you, all I can think about is how beautiful you are and how lucky I am to have you in my life as a partner and one of my best friends. Nobody else could fill the gaps within me the same way you do.”

♡ Leaning over to brush his lips against your forehead, he muttered, “I’m going to love every part of you, inside and out. You’re already my ideal. I couldn’t ask for anything more. I could go on about every detail on why I feel so strongly for you, but I’m here to show you everything there is to appreciate about yourself because you’re worth every ounce of care and effort. And if you can’t see it in yourself right now, I’ll love you more than enough for the both of us until you learn to love yourself. I’m here to help.”

♡ And after crying out your tears into his shoulder as he held you close and rubbed your back, you both went to his house to relax and have some dinner

♡ He was patient with you, taking into account how having a meal may have made you feel anxious

♡ It was something small and simple that you two agreed to prepare and share, after some tender coaxing from Oikawa

♡ He later made a list in his journal about tips to keep in mind:

♡ ‘Check up on y/n often to see how they’re feeling’

♡ ‘Encourage them to eat meals/snacks. Don’t be too pushy, but be patient. Try to have eat with them when you can!’

♡ ‘Remind them they don’t have to earn the right to eat, and that their body doesn’t define their worth‘

♡ ‘Look into some mindfulness techniques!’

♡ ‘Don’t overvalue physical appearance. Also focus on all the other redeeming qualities y/n has! But of course I’m always gonna tell them they look cutee--’

♡ True to his word, he remained understanding

♡ He’s there to listen to you, or to sit with you in comforting silence

♡ During lunch he would share his food with you, reassuring you that it wasn’t something you had to avoid

♡ Some days he succeeds in encouraging you to share a milk bun or your favorite snack with him

♡ And on days you really didn’t feel like it, he never forces anything onto you and instead made sure you at least hydrated

♡ Oikawa spends some time doing research and gathering tips on how to help you

♡ Always reminds you of your worth and how you bring out the best in him

♡ He’ll never hold it against you if you ever become hostile, irritated, or in denial. He knows you’re hurting and doesn’t take it personally

♡ Sends you cute memes with all those emoji hearts

♡ Also some food puns (Oikawa: “I’m soy into you. Please brie mine. We are mint to be. I ap-peach-iate you. You got a pizza my heart. Olive you--” ; You: *puts a hand over his mouth* ; Oikawa: 🥺 ; You: “...olive you, too”)

♡ Always ready to give up what he’s doing to make sure you’re okay

♡ Will stay up with you late at night to talk on the phone

♡ Reminds you you’re beautiful at least 8 times a day

♡ If y’all ever go shopping and you try things on in the fitting room,, Oikawa would be your #1 hype man

♡ One time you tried something on, and you were almost too ashamed to step out and show him

♡ But when you did, you were met with his surprise and excitement

♡ “dfghjklkuyfuh” was all you could process from his incoherent speech before he insisted on treating you by purchasing it for you (Oikawa: “Can you wear this for me, like, everyday?” ; You: *weird look* “Why are you like this??” you love it tho--)

♡ Gushes internally over how cute you are during your movie + cuddle sessions, mostly pays attention to you rather than the movie

♡ Mid-movie be like:

♡ Oikawa: “So, uh, what’s happening again?

♡ You: -.- “You might as well google the whole synopsis instead of watching it”

♡ Oikawa: “...it’s not my fault you’re distracting, babe”

♡ Always politely excuses himself from his fangirls to get to you. Also reassures you he much prefers to be with you than anyone else and that you’re the best catch ;)) (You: “Oikawa, no” ; Oikawa: “y/n, yes”)

♡ Suggested doing some meditation together once

♡ You listened to a recording and you sat side by side on a mat, but Oikawa thought the person’s voice sounded funny so he had a hard time focusing

♡ But it ended with y’all laughing and making jokes as he lay his lead on your lap and you played with his hair

♡ Y’all get better at it tho

♡ Cooking dates! To try to show you that food isn’t an enemy and can bring people together :)

♡ Puts music on so y’all can jam together (Oikawa: “Oh my gosh, y/n, this is my favorite song, you’re not even rEADY to see me perform-- ; You: “Oikawa, t-the food! It’s burning!!”)

♡ Cooking dates also show that you should never leave the stove unattended

♡ Every once in a while he suggests seeking professional help. He wishes he could take away your pain and help you all his own, but he knows this is more complicated and required outside help, too

♡ Has help resources READY

♡ As well as small snacks like granola bars for you if you ever feel faint

♡ He doesn’t hesitate to confront you when he feels it’s necessary and he’s worried about your habits

♡ He handles things well, though, and often convinces you to take care of yourself more, even though he’s there to look after you

♡ Has made it his mission to help you win against your battle with insecurities

♡ Overall, he’s very caring and empathetic, hoping one day you’ll see yourself the way he sees you 💖 : strong, amazing, breathtaking, & perfectly imperfect

kuroo

♡ Occasionally, you would think about the day you broke down in front of him

♡ Your body racked with repressed whimpers as you tried to wipe the tears from your eyes and describe the recent state of your mind through choked sobs

♡ Lately, your thoughts were being especially relentless in making you feel miserable

♡ Oftentimes you’d be able to shove the negative thoughts to the back of your mind and carry on your day as usual, expertly acting as though everything in your life was going smoothly

♡ However, you found yourself fighting a losing battle against your own conscious, heavily preoccupied with thoughts of your own worthlessness

♡ And so you tried to cope

♡ But you were painfully aware of everything you felt was wrong with you

♡ You felt uncomfortable in your skin

♡ Every time you passed by your own reflection, you couldn’t help but mentally recoil at the image looking back at you

♡ Your clothes didn’t fit right

♡ Even when you opted for baggy clothes, you felt like you were taking up all the space in them

♡ Maybe it was the weight gain. You could see and feel it in your face, your arms, your stomach, your legs... everywhere

♡ You just wanted to hide away your shame

♡ Perhaps it was the dessert you allowed yourself to eat the other day. Foolish of you to think then that you wouldn’t regret it as much as you did afterwards

♡ As a consequence of those foolish actions, you made mental notes about anything and everything you ate. What it was, how much of it you had, etc

♡ Trying to restrict so that maybe you would lose some weight and come to like how you look

♡ Your obsessive thoughts of food and weight overtook your mind like a dark cloud

♡ Your favorite foods, which before would never fail to brighten your mood, taunted you with shame and guilt

♡ Exercise? Sometimes it was an activity you genuinely enjoyed. Other times, a chore that made you feel shitty or numb and reinforced your unhealthy desire to lose

♡ And you sometimes found yourself crying over your last meal, one you know you didn’t need. One you didn’t deserve

♡ And each time you released the reins on your self-control, you felt pathetic going against the vow you made to yourself  

♡ At this rate, you’d never be beautiful or be happy with yourself

-You’d remain unworthy, fat, disgusting--

-But before you could continue, your story was cut off by the impact of Kuroo’s embrace

-Your surprise silenced your sobs, and you could only stare wide-eyed at the space in front of you as you felt his arms squeeze tightly around your frame

-You both sat there for a few moments on your knees, with your back lightly leaning against a wall

- “I’m sorry for the pain you’re experiencing,” he begins softly. “Thank you for sharing with me. It must’ve taken a lot for you to do that.”

-He was right. It was your first time reaching out to another person about this. It was the last thing you thought you would’ve done today

- “I want to let you know that you shouldn’t be ashamed for feeling this way. Reaching out is important and brings you the help you need to get better. I know you might not want help right now or think that these thoughts and behaviors are a problem. However, telling me about all this shows that some part of you is recognizing there’s something wrong and you can’t always handle it on your own.”

-There were many reasons you kept this to yourself. You didn’t want to bother anyone else. Your problems seemed so trivial.  You worried saying them aloud would confirm your beliefs. You were scared people would see you differently. You--

-The intrusive thoughts never failed to make you feel ashamed

-However, it was oddly comforting to release the pent up emotions. To know you didn’t have to bottle up this burden anymore, and that you weren’t alone

-You were about to murmur in response when,

- “Also, you’re an idiot, y/n.”

- “Wow, thanks, as if I don’t already think that about myself,” you bit back in response

-You were about to shove him away just when he released his grip around your body and placed his hands on your shoulders

-His eyes shone with determination and a faint, inviting smile spread on his lips

- “You are the one of the single most important things in my life. I just mean you’re an idiot in the sense that you’re overevaluating one aspect to define your whole self. You’ve forgotten about all your other redeeming qualities that contribute to who you are.”

♡ “Your size, weight, shape; none of that matters. What matters is your health and happiness. Neglecting yourself in order to reach an ‘ideal’ that you’ve concluded is the answer to your self-worth is only bringing you farther away from what you truly want.”

♡ “I don’t mean to downplay any of your emotions or how significant this is to you. Your first step was to put your trust into someone else about this. That’s done. Now, I’m here to help you undergo self-evaluation and serve as encouragement on your journey to self-love and acceptance.”

♡ “I also want to remind you progress is not linear. There will be times when things are harder, and that’s okay; it’s part of the process. If you’re open to getting better in the future, I’m sure as hell going to be there every step of the way.”

♡ And with a soft peck to the forehead and another hug, he nuzzled into your neck and muttered, “I love you. And I want you to love yourself. So, please, allow me to help you through this and I guarantee that by the end of it all, it’ll have been so worth it.”

♡ Unsure what to say, you gripped his jacket tighter, buried your head in his shoulder, and muttered, “Thank you.”

♡ While the negative feelings about yourself remained afterward, you were relieved that your boyfriend was supportive and calm

♡ He treated you the same as always, teasing you over dumb things while making you feel like you stood among the highest peaks on Earth

♡ The day after, he had shown up to your house, weary-eyed and carrying his backpack

♡ “Kuroo? Why are you here? Also, why do you look so tired??”

♡ He stepped into your house with a yawn. He stretched his arms, then reached for his bag and whipped out his laptop

♡ “I stayed up a bit last night to do some research, babe! I also learned a lot about nutrition and molecular gastronomy, so I could help you come up with a meal plan that you’re okay with!”

♡ You were touched he was educating himself on how to help you

♡ But you drew the line at the science jokes-- (Kuroo: “You know you love them.” ; You: “‘Na’ I don’t.” ; Kuroo: :ooo “Did you just-- Marry me.”) (Na = sodium lol)

♡ His nutritional research helped you to learn the contents of food beyond calories; mans explains the vitamins, nutrients, amino acids, etc in them that you need and their benefits

♡ “Trout, avocados, and almonds have vitamin E, which is good for your skin! Oh, and don’t get me started on bananas. Yes, they have carbs (which your body needs anyway as a source of energy!), but POTASSIUM?? Shit’s gonna regulate your fluid balance, maintain heart health, stimulate normal muscle function, AND help your brain to communicate with the rest of your body!”

♡ ALSO cooking dates; just as chaotic (“Aw mannn, the egg exploded all over the microwave!” dont ask y it was being microwaved)

♡ Over time, he’s taken mental notes about your thoughts, feelings, triggers, etc

♡ He’s quick to pick up on your mood and will always ask you how you’re doing

♡ Tries to do something special for you on days you’re especially not feeling well, like taking you on a spontaneous date! (You: “Do you know how to ice skate?” ; Kuroo: “Uhh,,, after today, I will hopefully”)

♡ But will also opt for staying in with you and cuddling when you don’t want to go out (Kuroo: “I heard this movie is soooo bad! ...wanna watch it?”)

♡ Invited you to the beach with his team during the first week of summer

♡ You were unsure about this, since that meant going out in public, potentially with minimal clothing

♡ You initially sat on a beach towel under an umbrella, wearing the security of a T-shirt. He’d been aware of how you felt ever since he asked you to come, so he would sit with you and link an arm around your shoulder

♡ “I’m lucky I get to spend this day with you,” he’d say. “You look gorgeous. You always do. Now, I wanna see you smile and have fun. Let’s go take a dip, yeah?” He offered his hand, which you shyly took, and pulled you up

♡ Then immediately picked you up and started running to the water to get you soaking wet, and you were forced to ditch the heavy, waterlogged shirt

♡ However, you silently thanked him for his sweet words, making you feel secure enough to just forget your worries and enjoy the warm sun and cool water

♡ He also tries his best to lessen your anxieties over food and often shares/eats meals with you

♡ Reminds you everyday how much you’re worth to him and that there’s nothing about you that needs to change

♡ This sweet, protective, n smart boi will treat you how you deserve. It’s a guarantee he’ll be there through thick and thin, and he’s excited for the day you realize you’re just as amazing as he knows you are 💕

a/n: oop this was rlly long lol mb, i just may or may not personally know a bit about this so i went oFF

also neded to some som silly n fluff bc we all need dat

also, these r like kinda hc’s ?? but also a deconstructed oneshot/scenario?? bc they provide some rly brief bg story? one from more  of the character perspective while the other more on y/n before we get  to the hc’s about how he treats y/n. how everyone struggles w body image is different n i wanted to portray a bit of what it felt like and how it could manifest in ppl’s behaviors/thoughts. however, this is not to say that everyone feels exactly like this. what i wrote only represents a fraction of it all.

by providing some sort of bg i hope im not making u feel like this isnt u  or that u cant relate, pls lmk if i need to change anything to make it  right for u <3 ok now im actually done sry long author’s note  rfguhofe this is just rlly important to me y’all  , stay safe n take care, much luv for u <3

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu reader insert #haikyuu x reader angst #oikawa x reader #kuroo x reader #oikawa tooru #kuroo tetsurou #haikyuu x reader fluff #tw

[kristalpepsi]

was anyone going to tell me there's disc horse about fictives meeting sourcemates, or was I just supposed to find out reading those tags myself? /ref

Regardng thise post + the tags

HSLSJS YEA, ok so im gnna try 2 b as clear as possibl n brief bc im Scared™️ (under a readmore bc its long by accdnt n 😔✌️)

B bsclly it involvs terms sch as canonm8’s vs sourcem8’s. Thise post is NOT abt ppl who r fine w findng sourcem8’s but not w canonm8’s, thise post is abt ppl who hold off their fictivs frm findng any sourcem8’s in gnrl

Nw i thnk tht stems frm not wntng 2 find canonm8’s in gnrl, whch i undrstnd! B som ppl have a huge fear tht even if their fictives wnt 2 find sourcem8’s, they wld make it not possibl bc thy dnt wnt any chances

They’re rlly valid, n i g i shldnt call it disc horse b its vry sad 2 me if u stop fictivs frm finding sourcem8’s in gnrl!

N so we dnt misundrstnd

Sourcem8’s = ppl from the same source (franchise, book, game, movie, show, etc)

Canonm8’s = fictivs from the same canon (same OR similar life/sequence if events in life, mayb 2 an uncanny point) ((ppl who engage in thise a lot are kins! W fictives its undrstndbly a diffrnt stry))

N so we look @ both sides, ppl r afraid of or dislike the concpt of canonm8’s bc of trauma n thts ok!

Im also mstly lookin @ the EXTREME side of “no, no sourcem8’s/canonm8’s” bc som ppl dnt make this smth 4 them intrnlly, they spread tht finding sourcem8’s (somtms they use this word n not canonm8’s) is BAD any time, bc “it’s like ur makin thos fictivs STAY in a delusion [if they find ppl frm the sme source]” n its like :lookingaway: i understnd wht theyr trying 2 sy b it mkes me feel RLLY bad 4 their fictivs :^( its probbly the Internalized Fictive Stigma :^( bc ppl who dont hav fictivs OR who r singlets alrdy find fictivs n factuvs hecking weird, its sad 2 me if u do it 2 ur OWN fictivs n spread it 2 othr sytsm as wll

Bc whle i cannot answr 4 canonm8’s (i feel its valid 4 kins esp singlets, b i 100% undrstnd y thise is a hard topic 4 som systms, bc unlike kins, fictivs- we r litrlly so-n-so n etc etc idk how 2 get in2 it; b i also wnna mention how 4 som systms, finding ir havin canonm8s is fine 4 them n thy my hav only good memories w it, idk! 4 us we dnt hav any canonm8’s, weve had bad exprncs w find them in our ex partner sys ir w othr ppl, b we’re nit gnna suddenly h8 the concot of canonm8’s idk thts jst us) blocking urslvs out of a world of ppl LIKE u or from the sme plce like u is i thnk, knda sad! Bc ur othr options wld b 2 talk 2 ppl who r only fans of ur source, or ppl who hav no idea wht ur sourc is so u’d hav 2 explain urslf every time (AGAIN thise is not applicabl 4 every fictiv! Som fictivs do nt wnt 2 b arnd sourc or do nt wnt 2 b associ8d)

IDK ANON its vry complic8d, mst of how i feel stems frm extreme posts nnthe h8red or stigma against fictivs, n none if wht i say is based on what othr fictivs hav said, its uslly from hists of systems. And if it’s from a fictiv who mde posts as extreme like these, theyr vry valid, b its rgh 2 hear a fello fictiv tell the internet tht “if u hav fictivs ir if u r a fictive, u shldnt do thise” when ut coms 2 sourcem8’s vry esp

#im so gld we cn type readmore in mobile lol #ask #anon #i dnt wnna tag as sys/course bc i dnt wnt ppl 2 read thise :^( #disc horse #i mean if ur on my blog u can read it b i dnt wna strngrs 2 fight me KJD