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mrskodzuken · 2 years

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pairing: Kozume Kenma x gn!reader

genre: fluff (with crack bits)

wc: 1.7k

tw/cw: post-timeskip, established relationship (Kenma and reader are married and residing overseas in their first few months of marriage), implied Filo!reader*, no warnings (tho fic contains a smidge of a make-out scene). Kenma's thoughts are red italic while the reader's are in pink italic.

a/n: this is my entry for @augustinewrites's Simple Pleasures Collab (overdued I'm sorry /gen), @suyacho and @/izxkus's Selfship Collab, and @chaotic-nick's Culture Collab. *This is sorta Kenella fic too, since some parts are based on my grade school years blah blah + the 'kitten' petnames (sorry I sucked at explaining stuff *bows* /gen) thank you @quirrrky @jotatetsuken for betareading it + ily <3 tagging @hanayanetwork @tokyometronetwork @hqlabels

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[20xx. Somewhere in Luzon, the Philippines.]

[14:03. Kozume Residence.]

“Shopee~!”

“Nee, Y/N, did my package arrive—what are those?” Your husband, Kenma, poked his head inside the living room and saw you sitting on the floor, currently opening a rectangular box full of white blocks. He tilted his head upward and sniffed through the air. “Smells soapy here, too.”

“Ah, well…,” you started, feeling a bit fidgety (which he didn’t fail to notice). “I accidentally… ordered a box of laundry soap last night. I-I was scrolling through some products and checking their prices before I go to sleep and maybe because I kept on dozing off while on my phone that I accidentally hit the Add to Cart button on a box set of Perla Soap, 50% off the original price… and completely forgot about it until now.”

So those are really soap bars, huh? Kenma thought as he approached you and knelt down beside you. “Kitten, if you know you’re really sleepy, then you should’ve just stopped what you’re doing and snoozed off, rather than sleeping on your phone again. Tch… you never learn…” He picked one bar with his hand and examined the packaging before bringing it slightly under his nose to smell its mild fragrant scent. ‘Perura’ (Perla)? Hm? It doesn’t smell like laundry soap at all.

You apologized quickly, bowing many times in front of your husband. “I’m sorry! I won’t do it again, I promise—ow!” You brought both your hands above your head, to where Kenma bonked you with the soap bar, and rubbed it.

“You always say that in a halfhearted manner though,” he retorted, lips slightly pouting. The bicolored gamer then peeked inside the box’s contents and huffed. “So, what do we do with these? Can we ship them back? Like a ‘money-back guaranteed’?”

“Hmm… I don’t know if that’s allowed or something,” you hummed in response, yet Kenma noticed a change in your expression and saw your eyes softened. You grinned as you grabbed one bar and traced the blue wavy lettering with the pad of your thumb. “...but, these take me back to my grade school years. How nostalgic~”

Kenma raised a brow, getting confused for a bit. “Nostalgic? What do you mean by that?”

“Nostalgic, because we often used this particular brand of laundry soap bar in school projects that time. I remembered one time our first-grade adviser asked us to carve something out of this bar of laundry soap; mine was an elephant.”

Kenma’s golden orbs widened as he looked at you, surprised. “An elephant? Haha… I know you’re a talented person, kitten, but I didn’t know that you’re that good… to carve an elephant out of soap at an early age…”

“Sorry to get your hopes up, though. I wasn’t the one who did it, I think either my mom or my late grandpa carved it ‘cause I couldn’t at that time,” you deadpanned, looking at your husband with a straight face. A moment of silence ensued before he muttered a disappointing ‘Oh’.

A few seconds had passed before Kenma heard you hum again. “During second or third grade, I remembered our class doing Christmas trees made out of Perla soap bars cut into squares, and we stuck a few bamboo toothpicks around those squares. Then we stacked them up high atop round monobloc tables and draped fuzzy metallic tassels for a more Christmassy look.”

He looked at you again, eyes full of awe, before staring at the bar of soap in his hands. “Ehh… so much art you can do with a bar of soap, much less a laundry soap bar…” Kenma looked around its white plastic packaging and blue text. “Hm… ‘gently whitens whites’... ‘softens and protects’... ‘helps clothes last longer’... made with natural ingredients… hypoallergenic too, huh?”

“And safe to use it on your skin, too, like you would with a facial soap!” you added cheerfully.

“...pardon?”

“I know! Let’s make some cute things out of these Perla soap bars,” you told Kenma as you quickly stood up from the floor and walked towards the open storage cabinet, grabbing an art toolbox. “Ano… Kenken, can you spread out some old newspaper sheets over the table? With that, we can easily clean up the mess after.”

Your husband nodded. “Un.” The gamer then pulled out a few newspaper pages from under the table and, one by one, spread them across like an open book. Kenma hummed as he ripped the soap bars’ packaging and placed the bars on the table. As soon as you came back with some small chisels, barbecue sticks, and sandpaper, he asked you: “So, are we making some cute elephants today, babe?”

“Mm… nah~ not elephants,” you said, lightly tracing a pattern onto one bar with the barbecue stick. “Why don’t we carve out Bouncing Ball Corp’s animal mascots? I’m making a cute Kenma-Neko here.” You proudly showed him one side of the soap bar with a faint line drawing of Kenma-Neko.

Kenma noticed your cheeks slightly reddened, and he couldn’t help himself but chuckle at your sudden cuteness. Cute. He quickly cleared his throat and turned his head away from looking at you, red also threatening to bloom across his own cheeks. “Ah, sorry I laughed…”

Cute…! My hubby’s so cute even when he laughs! You shook your head (mostly to erase the sudden thought?) and smiled slightly at him. “It’s fine! Don’t worry about it,” you assured Kenma, emphasizing the last word with your finger gently poking his cheek.

“—pf!”

“Ne, which mascot are you gonna make, Kenken?” you asked, carefully shaving around the edges of your soap carving. “Are you making Kuro-Neko?”

Kenma hummed thoughtfully, the tip of the barbecue stick he was holding making some squiggly lines, before he replied: “I’m doing Hina-Garasu.”

“Ehhh~? I thought you’re gonna do Kuro-Neko!” you exclaimed, stifling a giggle. “You know, if Tetsu-kun hears you choosing Shou-chan’s animal personification over your childhood friend’s… I’m pretty sure he’d go jealous, depressed and won’t talk to you anymore; you’re gonna break his heart,” you added jokingly.

“Kuro’s just being his overdramatic self, let him be. Both he and Shoyo are two of my precious friends, and I’m Shoyo’s main sponsor, so I don’t see the reason why Kuro would get jealous over him.” He reached for your cheek and pinched it, earning a slight yelp from you. “Also, Hina-Garasu is much easier to draw than Kuro-Neko, you jelly kitty.”

“J-jealous? Me? H-hey, I’m not—“

“Yes, you are.”

“No!”

“Yes, don’t deny it.”

“Am not…!”

“...”

“...jealous kitten—“

“I am not jealous! Cut it out, geez!”

You closed the Camera app of your phone and flopped your back on the edge of the couch. “And we’re done!”

“Ah~ my hands are aching!” Kenma flopped and rested his head near the couch. His eyes were closed, and both his hands were speckled in white (soap bits) and pink as he brought them into his lap, palms facing upward.

After more than an hour of shaving and smoothing soap bars, you both made at least three soap carvings, and the newspaper-covered table looked like a field of snow with heaps of soap shavings and bits. Aside from the company’s animal mascots, Kenma managed to carve also the Bouncing Ball logo without messing it up (unlike his sorry attempt at recreating the Kodzuken logo on soap, which he passed it on to you).

“That was fun, and listening to you telling me stories of your childhood really was entertaining.”

“Yeah, right~ it was downright embarrassing, though!” You crawled beside him and offered your hands. “Give me your hand, I’ll massage it.”

“Huh? Uh, sure…” Your husband obliged and placed his left hand on your own waiting hands with a soft pat!

“Pfft—!”

“? What’s wrong?”

You shook your head and looked at Kenma, trying your best not to laugh, while you gently rubbed your thumbs on his palm in circular motion. “No, it’s—mmf!—it’s nothing!” This is bad...

He raised a brow at you. “Are you sure?” he asked, slowly pulling his hand away from your grasp. “I can tell from your expression that you’re thinking something funny about me, Y/N…” You quickly grabbed hold of his hand and bowed deeply, though Kenma noticed your cheeks flustered red… maybe due to embarrassment? He’s not a bit sure.

“I’m sorry! When you placed your hand on top of mine a while ago, it reminded me of a cute dog presenting its paw… l-like, you’re giving the dog some basic instructions…,” you blurted out, red fully blooming on both your cheeks.

What…? “So that’s what it is, huh?” Kenma sighed and shifted towards his left, facing you.

“Ken…?” You slightly leaned backwards as he moved a bit forward, his free hand resting on the floor beside you, caging you inside his arms.

“Y/N…” Golden cat-like eyes were staring at your own, his face a few inches from your own; you could feel his warm breath brushing through your lips as he was about to kiss you.

Ring! Ring! Ring!

“Kenma—“

Ring! Ring! Ring!

“Kenma, your phone’s ringing…”

“Don’t mind it.”

“B-but what if it’s something important? Ah, I can see Tetsu-kun’s contact name flashing on the screen—“

RIIIIIIIIIING!!!

That annoying bedhead! Ping. “I’M BUSY. WHAT DO YOU WANT?”

Bonus:

[The next day, 20xx. Tokyo, Japan.]

[08:19. Kuroo Residence.]

“Thank you for receiving our package, sir! Have a good day!”

“You, too!” The sports promoter waved at the delivery man goodbye in front of his doorstep, a small package being carried in one arm, before going inside and towards the kitchen where his brewing cup of coffee was waiting to be sipped.

“Hm? Firipin (Philippines)? From Kenma and Y/N?” he said to himself, reading the information plastered on top of the package. “What could it be…?” Kuroo grabbed a letter opener nearby and started ripping through the tape carefully.

He sniffed through the air. “Smells soapy…,” he mused before finally opening the top lid.

“What are these? Are these soap bars? Why do they come in individually-wrapped packages?” Kuroo asked to himself thoughtfully, feeling a bit culture-shocked as he picked up one and inspected it. He then noticed a slip of paper falling on the floor. “Gotcha!” he mumbled, swiftly grabbing the paper before it hit the floor.

“What’s this cut-out letter of sorts…? ‘Use… these laundry soap bars… like you would… do with a facial soap… Love, Kenma and Y/N.’” He fell silent for a while.

“Why do I feel like I did something wrong to them without me knowing…?”

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suyacho · 2 years

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the incident // shinichiro sano

incidents happen but the guilt that comes with it can eat you alive…

selfship collab

WARNINGS: gn!reader - heavy spoilers on chapter 269 of tokyorev - hurt comfort - extreme feeling of guilt - angst - shin cries, poor bb - cursing - 1,3k words - no beta before i delete this draft help

thank you eris @kxeyas for helping me out with this🥹

Nervously, you paced back and forth in your living room, waiting for any updates from Shinichiro. It had been a few hours since your lover left work in such a rush without saying a word, of course you were worried.

Grandpa Sano called for Shinichiro and the next thing you knew, Shinichiro stormed off and here you were, worried sick and prepared for the worst.

Shinichiro never left like that and the rush he had was enough to let you know it was something urgent. Probably with one of the Sano’s because is there any other reason for grandpa Sano to call?

You didn’t want it to be true, they had gone through enough and were the sweetest, you’ve grown up around them as Shinichiro’s innocent childhood crush and now his longtime partner. Yet there was this unpleasant feeling in your gut, telling you it might be the worst outcome ever.

The sound of your phone getting a notification caught your attention, hurriedly you opened it, relief washing over you when you saw that it was a text from Shinichiro. Thank god, he was fine.

Opening it, your face dropped, you had celebrated too early. It was a rather short text but it was plenty for you to know how bad it was. Slowly you sat on the couch, feeling tears prick in your eyes as you reread the text.

Manjiro was in a critical condition.

You didn’t even know what to answer, you knew how much he meant to Shinichiro, how much he meant to all of them. He’s just a little kid, you thought, not noticing the tears rolling down your cheeks until one dropped onto your phone, blurring Shin’s message.

“Poor Manjiro…” you whispered, wiping the tears away as you collected yourself, knowing that Shinichiro needed your support more than anyone right now even without knowing the full story.

And almost like grandpa Sano knew you were thinking about this, you’ve got a phone call from him, filling you in on all the details, sounding extremely worried and upset. Who wouldn’t be? Especially after something like that happening to your precious grandson?

-- -- -- --

Not much after, you were at their house, a bag filled with some of Shinichiro’s favorite snacks and drinks and a bouquet for them, to wish Manjiro a quick recovery, knowing it was hard on them.

Quietly you walked into the house, guessing Shinichiro was here because grandpa Sano told you he ran off from the hospital, most likely needing a moment to let it all out. “All because of this stupid– stupid fucking plane!” Shinichiro cursed out, the sound of something being thrown on the ground ego-ing in the house after.

Bingo.

Without saying a word, you walked up to the room, watching how he mumbled a string of curses while stomping on the plane toy he had gifted Manjiro. You would’ve said something but you knew, knew that he needed a moment to let it out, all his emotions.

“I-If I only hadn’t gotten that stupid thing.” Shinichiro mumbled, voice cracking mid sentence as he broke down in tears, your heart breaking at the sight.

Shinichiro felt guilty, like all of it was his fault, it happened because of the plane he got after all. If he hadn’t gotten it, Manjiro would just be fine and not in the hospital.

“Damn it…” Shinichiro cried, sitting down on the bed, trying to wipe the tears away as they kept coming. “Why? Just why?” he whispered, looking at the destroyed plane on the ground.

“It’s not your fault you know?” you finally spoke, making him look up quickly, his teary eyes meeting with yours, noticing your weak, sorry smile through his blurred sight.

“J-Just how long have you been there?” Shinichiro sniffled, not moving from his spot. “Sorry, just wanted to give you a moment.” you answered, sitting next to him.

“ ‘s okay, don’t apologize.” Shinichiro told you, the tears still rolling down his cheeks as the doctor's words repeated in his head, clenching his fists at the thought.

“Shin baby— they were just kids, it’s not because of your gift.” you reassured him, placing your hand on his wet cheek, locking your eyes with his. “But if I hadn't gotten it, he’d be fine.” Shinichiro fought back and you just shook your head no, gently stroking his cheek.

“You still made him happy when you got it, you made Manjiro happy didn’t you?” you continued, only for him to nod slightly, sighing afterwards.

“But what if?” Shinichiro started and you nodded to show him you were listening, giving him the space to let his thoughts out.. “It’s all ‘cause that stupid fucking thing.” he rambled on, melting into your touch as he continued, letting his tears fall, not afraid to show his vulnerable side to you.

“Shin…” you spoke, breaking the silence in the room. “Hmm?” “It’s okay, it’s not your fault at all, I promise.” you told him in a sweet and caring tone, giving him the reassurance he needed.

He still felt guilty but in this moment, he needed someone to listen, to be there for him and to tell him that it wasn’t his fault. Luckily, you were there with him because if you weren’t, he felt like he might’ve lost it all, like the thoughts telling him that it should’ve been him in the hospital bed, would take over his mind.

“Promise?” Shinichiro asked, in a tone almost like he was begging. “I promise, plus; Manjiro wouldn’t blame you for it either.” you answered, wiping his last few tears away.

“That kid— Manjiro loved you more than anything Shin…” you smiled weakly, never moving your hands as you shifted closer to him.

“He looks up to you so much, in fact— Manjiro always brags about you, tells me how cool and amazing he thinks you are whenever I’m at your house.” “He wouldn’t tell you that to your face though, it would hurt his pride.”

“I guess what I’m trying to say is… No matter what happens, he wouldn’t hold it against you, so don’t blame yourself for it okay?” you reassured him and he just listened, nodding along.

It wasn’t like you were trying to sweet talk him into feeling better, it was the truth. The thing you thought Shinichiro needed the most right now.

“Manjiro is strong, isn’t he? He’ll be fine.” you continued, smiling when you noticed his eyes light up with a hint of hope.

No matter how hard things were right now, all you could do was pray for the best & be there for him and that was exactly what you were doing.

“I hope so.” Shinichiro finally spoke, letting out a deep sigh of relief, the relief of finally having talked to someone.

“I know so, he’s your little brother after all.” you tried to crack a joke in hopes of cheering him up, even if it was the slightest bit.

“Yeah— you’re right.” Shinichiro laughed softly, tackling you in a hug after. “I fucking love you.” he mumbled, nuzzling his face into your neck.

“Thank you so much love.”

“No need to thank me Shin, it’s the least I could do.” you smiled, running your hands through his hair.

“Oh and— I called in sick for work tomorrow in your place, they're all worried about you and how you ran off like that.”

“Thank you— I made quite a scene, didn't I?” Shinichiro asked, facing you again and you shook your head no. “Just don’t worry about that. You did what you had to do.” you answered, softly pecking his lips after, noticing the small smile on his face.

Shinichiro didn’t know how he got so lucky with you but he sure knew that he would treasure every single moment with you. Because with the way he always cared so much for others, he always had someone taking care of him in the end.

Someone he wished to protect forever.

#shinichiro x reader #shinichiro fluff #shinichiro sano x reader #shinichiro sano fluff #shinichiro x reader fluff #shinichiro sano x reader fluff #shinichiro angst #shinichiro x reader angst #shinichiro sano angst #shinichiro #shinichiro sano #sano shinichiro #z & snow’s selfship collab!

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meowdarame · 2 years

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sex is the solution!

pairings: satori tendou x fem!reader x shion madarame (afab!reader, she/her pronouns)

synopsis: you foolishly butt in on your boyfriends’ petty argument, and they handle your disrespect the way that they deem best— by fucking you into submission.

warnings: 18+, MINORS DNI! tr and hq crossover; dom!tendou, sub/switch!shion, sub!reader, mmf threesome (with m! x m! and f! x m! interactions), poly relationship, cockwarming, oral (both f! and m! receiving), one slap to the thigh, light degradation, lots of praise, overstimulation (f!receiving), edging (m!receiving), creampie, facials

word count: 2.4k

notes: my submission for snow’s and z’s selfship collab! a little glimpe into the lives of the diontori trio, but written in ‘x reader’ format so y’all can enjoy it too heh. hope you enjoy! reblogs and feedback is super appreciated!

“shion, how many fucking times do i have to tell you to remove your hair from the drain after you shower?!” satori shouts, clutching a soggy piece of toilet paper with something wrapped inside it. he marches up to your other boyfriend, who’s sitting on the opposite end of the couch with his thighs spread wide.

satori opens up the wad of paper, revealing a clump of tangled blonde hair. “this is the second time this week i’ve had to pull your bleach-fried, scarecrow hair out of the damn drain!”

shion scoffs indignantly, ignoring the redhead’s barrage of insults. he doesn’t even look up at the outstretched hand in front of him, continuing to type away on his phone as he replies casually, “it’s not mine.”

“not yours?” from the agitation in satori’s voice, you can tell that he’s quickly losing his patience. “you’re the only person in this household with blonde hair, dumbass. how could it not be yours?”

shion’s eyes flit once to satori’s face before they return to his phone screen. like tendou, he’s losing his patience just as fast. “like i said, not mine. or are you hard of hearing? maybe you should worry less about cleaning the shower drain and spend more time cleaning your fucking ears!” the blonde snickers at his own joke, relishing in the way that tendou’s face burns red and his expression contorts into a scowl.

suddenly, his frown wipes itself clean off of his face, being replaced with a look of amusement. the corners of his lips curl upwards into a twisted grin. “oh, i’m sorry. that’s my bad! i forgot you were bad eyesight. here— let me give you a better look.” satori shoves the sopping piece of toilet paper into the blonde’s face, smearing it all over his cheek and mouth.

shion immediately reels back and wipes his face with the sleeve of his hoodie. through frantic spits, shion screeches, “oh, you’re gonna fucking pay for that, asshole!”

without warning, the blonde lunges for tendou, tackling him and pinning him to the floor. the two wrestle around for a bit, neither of them gaining the upper hand over the other, but they both stop when your annoyed voice breaks through their slurry of frustrated grunts and pained groans.

“if you guys are gonna act like idiots, can you please take it somewhere else? i can’t even watch a show without the two of you being so goddamn annoying.”

both of their heads spin towards you, shooting you fierce glares as you stare back at them in silence. “i’m sorry, sweetheart,” satori starts, lifting himself off of shion’s splayed-out body. “care to repeat that again?”

you gulp as the redhead stalks towards you, the blonde following suit. immediately regretting snapping at them, you pout and mutter under your breath, “you guys are being annoying. i just wanted to watch my show in peace.”

“annoying, huh?” tendou spits back, plopping down next to you onto the couch and wrapping his arm around your shoulder. “that’s a little mean, don’t you think, shion?”

“a little mean?” shion responds, sitting on the other side of your body. they’re both so close, their warm breaths fanning your cheeks, and you feel caged in by both of their predatory gazes. “i think it’s fucking rude, if we’re being honest.”

they continue their conversation as if you weren’t there. “right?” tendou chirps back. “we were just playing around, ‘til she had to butt in and insult us!” he presses a languid kiss to your cheek, letting his lips linger against your skin as he continues on, “i think this bad behavior warrants a punishment. what do you think, shion?”

“of course it does,” shion agrees, eagerly nodding his head. in your peripheral vision, you can see a smug smirk settled onto his face. “she needs to learn her lesson— that we don’t tolerate her disrespect.”

satori hums once before his fingers fly to your waist, tugging off your shorts and panties in one swift motion. you squeal at the hasty movement, and tendou quells your squirming by landing a harsh slap to your thigh, making the soft flesh jiggle on impact. “strip, shion,” tendou commands, and the blonde enthusiastically complies.

hooking his arms around your waist, tendou guides you to straddle shion’s lap, and your other boyfriend rubs his fat tip along your folds and around your clit until you’re sufficiently soaked enough to take him fully. once they hear the lewd squelching sounds coming from your pussy, shion digs his nails into your hips and pushes you down onto his cock. you screech at the unanticipated intrusion, but satori drowns out your cries by crashing his lips against yours, kissing you fervently while shion’s hands rock your hips back and forth over his crotch.

“don’t fucking move,” satori chides. “you’re not free from punishment either. have you forgotten that we’re in this mess because you wanted to be lazy and leave your hair in the shower?”

shion groans in dismay but heeds tendou’s request, bringing his movements to a complete stop. tendou lowers himself off of the couch and kneels in between shion’s legs, his face merely a few centimeters from where you and shion are connected. he marvels at the thin ring of your cream that coats shion’s base. “already so close and he just barely put it in, huh? pathetic,” tendou coos sadistically, pressing a chaste kiss to your aching clit. “it’s almost like you wanted us to punish you. is that so, princess?”

“n-no, tori,” you stammer, mind growing hazy with how full you feel. “i didn’t mean to be rude, i just—”

he shuts you up by wrapping his pink lips around your sensitive bud, suckling and swiping it with his expert tongue. a whimper gets caught in your throat, and your palm cradles the back of tendou’s head, holding his face against your cunt as he absolutely devours you.

“fuck,” both you and shion rasp out, and you turn behind you to look at him. his eyelids are heavy and his wet lips are parted, a dribble of his saliva sliding down his chin. he grows drunk off the way that your walls clench around him so tightly— almost as if they’re trying to suck him deeper into you. his hands sneak under your shirt and cup at your tits, his calloused palms kneading your soft mounds. fingers tweaking and tugging at your nipples, his fervid actions force you to throw your head back and moan. since he can’t thrust up into you and fuck you, he’s finding other ways to entertain himself, exploring your body in search of anything that will bring him closer to his orgasm.

shion’s toying is short-lived, however. with a couple more swirls of his thick tongue around your sensitive clit, tendou makes you cum— hard. your pussy clamps down around shion’s length as you cry out, and the blonde relishes in the way that your plush walls flutter around him as you ride out your high. it’s so overwhelming for the both of you; everything feels so hot, so good, and neither of you can hold back the string of expletives that tumble out of your lips.

tendou pulls his face out from between your thighs, a lazy smile plastered across his face. your cum drips down his chin, and you can see the large tent that pokes out through his sweatpants. he makes no effort to hide how much he’s enjoying this— basking in the pleasure of knowing how pliant and obedient he can make you and shion.

“we’re gonna do this again,” satori reveals as he swipes his thumb across his chin and collects your juices. he pops the digit into his mouth and cleans it off, before adding on, “and again, and again, and again— until both of you learn not to talk back to me in my own home.”

“but it’s our house too,” shion pants out, his chest still heaving from his ruined orgasm.

“and for that snide comment, you just added another round to your punishment!” tendou cheers. “now before we continue, does anyone have any other stupid comments or objections to say!”

when you and shion respond in silence, tendou’s smile settles deeper into his cheeks. “good. now let’s see how long it’ll take for the two of you to break your bad habits.”

…

after your nth orgasm, you realized that satori only ever really lies in the bedroom.

his false promises of “sweetheart, just one more! you can take one more, can’t you?” and “shion, baby, hold out for me. you’re doing so good— i promise this is the last one!” were enough to trick you and shion into complying at the time, but in hindsight, you should have seen through his devious lies. tendou is insatiable in bed and has a penchant for all things sweet, and what’s sweeter than hearing yours and shion’s pitiful cries begging him to stop?

“okay, i think you two have learned your lesson,” satori exhales as he leans back onto his haunches. sweat beads down your face as you come down from the intense high, and through the thin fabric of your shirt, you feel shion’s flushed skin pressed against your back. you both sigh in relief, grateful that the past hour of cruel torture has finally come to an end. it’s too good to be true though, and you quickly discover that once satori opens his mouth to speak once more.

“now that we’re done with punishments, let’s move onto rewards— mine, to be exact.” he stands from his seat, pulling off his sweats and briefs and kicking them off of his ankles. he pumps his shaft a few times before placing his reddish tip in front of your lips. “suck,” he orders, and you eagerly take him into your mouth as far as you can, wrapping your hand around the rest of his length where you can’t reach. you bob your head up and down his dick, and gagging sounds rumble from your throat; satori bites his bottom lip to prevent himself from cumming on the spot, and he pulls his cock from your mouth with a pop.

shion’s head rests limply on your shoulder, your boyfriend far too exhausted to even keep his head upright. but it’s his turn now, and tendou taps his cockhead against the blonde’s cheek to let him know. shion slowly lifts his face from the crook of your neck, wearily lolling his tongue out and taking satori’s dick into his mouth. tendou takes mercy on his sorry state and holds up his head with both of his palms, gently bucking his hips into his boyfriend’s mouth. when he’s had his fill, the redhead pulls out of shion’s mouth and delivers one final command. “spit,” to which shion shoots a glob of his saliva onto tendou’s glistening cock.

satori lowers himself back onto the ground, retaking his former position between your thighs. your breath hitches as you watch him press a fleeting kiss to your swollen clit, but he lowers his mouth to shion’s balls.

“i bet you’re so pent up right now that i could just play with your balls and you’d cum, huh?” satori breathes out, nuzzling his cheek against shion’s flexed inner thigh. “why don’t we test my theory?”

tendou takes one of the blonde’s balls into his mouth, using his other hand to cup the one that’s being neglected. his fingers roll and massage his testicles, while his free hand jerks himself off. shion is quickly reduced down to a whimpering mess, burying his face into your shoulder and biting gently. from the soft whines coming from both of your boyfriends’ lips, you know that they’re not going to last very long.

satori’s hand flies upwards and grabs shion’s, which is holding desperately onto your waist. guiding his fingers to your pussy, the redhead nonverbally instructs shion to play with your clit. shion obeys, and he begins rubbing tight circles around the overstimulated nub, making your face wince at the intense stimulation.

tendou feels shion’s balls twitching in his mouth, and he knows that the blonde is close. he can tell that your impending orgasm is also just within your reach, from the way that your hole spasms around your boyfriend’s cock. satori hollows his cheeks and sucks gently as shion spills his seed into your fucked-out cunt, filling you up with a familiar warmth; your pussy milks him dry, contracting around him as he shoots thick strings of his cum into your womb. shion slurs praises into your ear, whispering indiscernible phrases thank you’s as he comes down from his high.

the redhead stands up and chokes out a quick “open your mouths, now!” before his hot cum spurts out of his slit, barely missing yours and shion’s parted lips and splattering all over your cheeks and chins. he throws his head back and groans as he empties himself, a pink tint creeping up his shoulders and neck from the euphoric pleasure overtaking his body. once his high plateaus, his scarlet eyes look down at the two of you, relishing in the mess that he’s made of his significant others.

“wow, my aim is fucking shit,” satori giggles to himself. he walks over to a nearby cabinet and pulls out a box of baby wipes. he grabs a few of the wet towelettes and hands them to the two of you.

“it’s better than mine at least,” shion chuckles as he cleans his face. “remember that one time i accidentally shot my cum straight into both of your eyes?”

“don’t remind me about it,” you quip back playfully. “i can feel my eyes burning from just thinking about it.” tossing the dirtied wipe onto the coffee table, you continue on, “are you both feeling better now, though? you don’t want to rip each other’s throats out anymore, right?”

both of the men eagerly nod their heads. “who knew that using sex to resolve petty arguments would be a great idea!” shion jokes, and the two of you join him in laughter.

catching your breath, you wheeze out, “i mean, it definitely worked, but next time i’d like for the three of us to at least have a civil conversation first.”

satori chimes in, “well, that’s only if shion remembers to take his straw-like hair out of the damn shower drain!”

“satori!”

“what? he started it!”

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#haikyuu smut #tokyo rev smut #tendou smut #shion smut #tendou x you #shion x you #🎲.writes #🎲.oneshots #💘— diontori!!

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musings-and-moans · 2 years

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Collab WIPs

Wanna Ruin Our Friendship Collab (@/decayish and @/kxkyuu) (Soft deadline: August 31st, but I'll be submitting in October) - Chifuyu Matsuno, Kyojuro Rengoku

And They Were Roommates Collab (@/thomaphoria) (due: September 25th, flexible) - Erwin Smith

KC and Sage's Do It For Me Collab (@/kazuwhora and @/eijirhoe) (due: October 31st) - Tetsuro Kuroo

Mind Games Collab (@/asmos-pet and @/blueparadis) (due date: November 7th) - NEVER HAVE I EVER WITH KAEYA ALBERICH x f! reader

The Corruption Collab ( @/kxeyas & @/sanoinc ) (No due date, Dec 31st for structural purposes) - Jotaro Kujo

People We Meet on Vacation Server Collab (@/burnthoneymint) (due date: September 1) - Bucky Barnes

Heaven and Hell Collab (@/benkeibear) (due date: December 31st) - Satoru Gojo x afab! Reader (“Move an inch and you won’t be coming tonight.”)

The Neighborhood Collab (@/uzuiz and @/arlertslove) (Soft Deadline: December 31) - Levi Ackerman (“you’re too mean, i don’t like you / fuck you, anyway / you make me wanna scream at the top of my lungs / it hurts but, i won’t fight you” (afraid) )

The Weeknd Collab (@/25306) - Shota Aizawa (Blinding Lights)

Z's and Snow's Selfship Collab (@/arozaur and @/arlertslove) (no due date) - Jotaro Kujo, Tetsuro Kuroo, Kento Nanami

Cyber Sex Collab (@/25306) (no due date) - Daiki Aomine

Choose Your Fate Collab (@/shinigamiplayroom) (no due date) - Zeke Yeager (fic + playlist) (Judgement)

Doing It for the Fame Collab (@/fuwushiguro) (no due date) (The DeLuxe Vault Server Collab) - musician!Jotaro Kujo

Thrills N' K!lls Collab (@/kazububs) (due: October 31st) - Jean Kirstein (roleplay)

Love Me XO Collab (Soulmates) (@/portfolio-of-dreams) (due: December 19th) - Jean Kirstein

Sex Toys Collab (@/fuwushiguro) (no due date) - Jotaro Kujo

#shy's wips

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suyacho · 2 years

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did you ever look at a character and think about how it would be if you were with them? well then this collab is perfect for you <3

bestie z @arozaur and i present you the selfship collab, it speaks for itself but more information can be found under the cut!

RULES

— main collab rules

— im an 18+ blog and so is z so this is obviously an 18+ collab

— send z ( @arozaur ) or me an ask, asking to join

— the pieces have to be you and your selfship so as self indulgent as possible, i wanna see you with your favorites :)

— open to all fandoms, no min/max wordcount, any genre is ok and any types of posts are accepted (drabbles, hcs, full fics etc.)

— there’s no due date and it’s open for all fandoms

— join as many times as you want, just have fun and don’t give yourself too much to do <3

— oc x canon character ships are okay too!

— reblog this post after you’re tagged and have fun!

❀ WORKS ❀

TOKYO REVENGERS

@/kazububs - shion madarame

@/hanmas - shinichiro sano

@/bxnten - sanzu haruchiyo

@/meowdarame - shion madarame

@/arlertslove - kakucho hitto

@/suyacho - shinichiro sano

@/arlertslove - mitsuya takashi

@/kisakiapologist - hanma shuji

@/chronic-claire-universe - ran haitani

@/eunoji - wakasa imaushi

@/sennsational - baji keisuke

@/bokuroskitten - draken

@/1990-05-10 - mitsuya takashi

@/1990-05-10 - draken

@/fueledbysano - manjiro sano

@/gutzonthefloor - draken

@/hxnmas - ran haitani

@/kireirengoku - baji keisuke

@/tettatonin - kisaki tetta

BNHA

@/arozaur - izuku midoriya

@/decayish - tomura shigaraki

@/sageyrage - kiribaku

@/eijirhoe - eijirou kirishima

@/gutzonthefloor - denki kaminari

@/mementomoriifics - dabi

@/hxnmas - hawks

@/ramenaddicted - overhaul

@/sujiko - hawks

@/stariwrites - hawks

@/bakuroo-writings - katsuki bakugou

@simultaneously-sick-and-calm - aizawa shouta

AOT

@/ms-spicy-kirstein - jean kirstein

@/sweetforlevi - levi ackerman

@/chaotic-nick - miche zacharias

HAIKYUU

@izukunii - bokuto koutaro

@/mrskenmakozume - kenma kozume

@/sweetsbysatori - tendou satori

@/bokuroskitten - bokuroo

@/musings-and-moans - kuroo tetsurou

@/beware-of-the-rogue - atsumu miya

@/atsumwah - atsumu miya

@/koutarostiddies - bokuto koutaro

@/trueshellz - bokuto koutaro

@/bakuroo-writings - kuroo tetsurou

@haruchiyos - sakusa kiyoomi

KNY

@/auraee - rengoku kyoujurou

@/auraee - rengoku kyoujuro

@/kireirengoku - rengoku kyoujuro

@/theiridescentdragon - rengoku kyoujuro

JJK

@/1990-05-10 - megumi fushiguro

@/musings-and-moans - kento nanami

@/sennsational - geto suguru

@/koutarostiddies - kento nanami

@/babe-im-bi - megumi fushiguro

GENSHIN

@/kxeyas - kaeya

@/kaeyeri - kaeya

@/kxeyes - dottore

@/albedophilia - albedo

@/kaexiao - kazuha x death

@/zhongrin - zhongli

JJBA

@/mrsgiovanna - giorno giovanna

@/musings-and-moans - jotaro kujo

OTHERS

@/half-baked-biscuit - dazai osamu

@/sweetsbysatori - shion madarame + tendou satori

@/thus-spoke-gee - spike spiegel

@/kireirengoku - itachi uchiha

@/public-boy-toy - caius

@/tsukisdarling - kagami

@/1990-05-10 - furuya satoru

@/pcwer - reigen arataka (daddy)

if you’d like to be tagged in future collabs, click here <3

#snow; selfships #z & snow’s selfship collab!#anime collab #anime collabs #collabs #writing collab #collab #tokyo revengers collab #jjk collab #aot collab #bnha collab #snow’s collabs

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