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miyamoratsumuu · 4 months

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i absolutely love your haikyuu hcs with mood boards and i wanna request tsukishima kei for the third part (I LOVE HIM SO MUCHBIEUUERHIBHS)

♡ 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬, 𝐰/ 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐩𝐭. 𝟑!! ♡

pt. 1 - pt. 2

characters: k. bokuto, h. iwaizumi, k. tsukishima

note: I am so so sorry for the wait, but here it is!! I hope you like it<3 implied fem partner for all of them, lowercase intended. pictures used are not mine, all of them are found on pinterest!!:)

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BOKUTO KOTARO "I love you for who you are, sweetheart. always and forever. that's a promise."

this man is literally the living definition of a golden retriever boyfriend. he'll do anything, and I mean anything just to see your pretty smile. your feet start to hurt while walking? blink and you're already being carried off your feet. you stare at something at a store way longer than you do at everything else? you can bet he's ready to buy it for you asap. even when you quietly mumble something about being thirsty or hungry, he's already dragging you to the nearest place where you both could get something to eat or drink.

he's def an acts of service and words of affirmation type of person. he's consistent with it too, it's what he does best with the people he loves, ofc. every single day, he makes sure to remind you and show you how much he cares for you through his words and actions. every morning, you'd wake up to a good morning text from your fav owl boy accompanied with the most exaggerated compliments (if you could even call some of them that) he could think of. some of his best ones are "good morning to the best, kindest, smartest, most gorgeous girl I've ever met! have an amaaazzziiingggg day!!!" and "you never asked me, but did you know that I WOULD still date you even if you were a worm? heck even if you were a grasshopper, I'd still love you. I hope u have a great day!!!! good morning btw:DD".

kotaro loves to show off to everyone how he's yours and you're his. when you're out, it's often that he'll be carrying your bag or anything you're carrying for you. his hands are ready to be of help to you anytime anywhere, really. there was one time when the two of you were at a cinema waiting for the movie to start. you were wearing a claw clip to keep your hair up, and we all know how uncomfortable it could be to lean against a headrest while wearing one of those. you took it off and asked kotaro to hold it for you. what you didn't notice was that he didn't give it back to you. that was until the 2 hour movie finished and you noticed the claw clip clipped onto the front of his shirt. when you asked for it back though, he didn't want to give it back to you because "it's to let everyone know that I'm just for you babe!"

this man is also the type that loves having matching stuff with you. it could range from matching shirts, keychains, caps, to phone cases and social media account bios. as long as you consent to it, of course. he (and all the other haikyuu boys) would never ever want to force you into doing something you don't want to. one of your matching stuff are lego figures that have shirts saying "I <3 my bf" and "I <3 my gf". kotaro thought they were cute, given that the lego set they came in was a blast to build too. the two of you having an at home date to build it was a bonus.

another time that the two of you were absolutely adorable was when you stopped by a convenience store on the way back from a hang out some friends. both of you were craving a sweet candy but didn't want to be holding a pack of it in your hands while you walked, so you decided to buy a ring pop. one for yourself, and one for kotaro. outside the convenience store as he was removing the plastic wrap of yours for you, kotaro mumbled something he didn't think you would hear but you absolutely did. "this could be practice rings for when we get our actual wedding bands in the future". you were speechless as he successfully took the wrapper off, and slid the ring onto your finger while he had one of the biggest grin on his face.

intimate moments aren't always consisted of sexual acts or so. you've proven that with your intimate tomes with kotaro that included you styling his hair during the times it was down, with you sat on the bed or a couch while his head is laid in your lap. or the times the two of you were so bored that you managed to find old coloring books somewhere in your house and colored them while you laid on the floor flat on your stomach. or of course the times the two of you pretended that your plushies were your "children" and took care of them as though they were real living things. it's never a dull time with kotaro. for he'd do anything to keep being the reason you smile because you're always the reason for his.

IWAIZUMI HAJIME "I took on the job of protecting you and your heart when I decided to be yours, darling. and I never plan on resigning. "

hajime was a mess when he first started to like you. at first he wasn't even sure about what he was feeling, leaving him confused. he didn't want to talk to toru about it, because he thought it would only show how lost he is and he didn't really need his best friend to rub it in his face. he loves him, but he decided he'd try figuring this out on his own for now. of course the thought of him liking you came to mind. how could he not? you're kind, understanding, you both get along splendidly, and you've been there for him since the beginning of your highschool years. he denied it at first, thinking that he was just in his feels because of the thought of you guys nearing the end of your third year, and eventually having to split up soon. but hajime wasn't an idiot. after a few more days of thinking about it, he knew what his feelings meant and he knew he had to accept it.

and the rest was history. honestly, you two should thank toru, mattsun, and makki for being the reasons the two of you got together. the both of you were somewhat cowards to confess your feelings to one another but both of you were so painfully obvious that the three of your closest friends had to take matters into their own hands. (yes, they used the cliche 7 minutes in heaven tactic)

when the two of you start dating though, all shyness leaves hajime. he still wasn't big on pda, but he still made sure to let the people around you know that you were together. especially if other guys try to push their luck too much. during the times the two of you are out in public, it's often that hajime would place an arm around your waist or shoulder, or a hand on the small of your back. his touches are subtle, but he does it with the upmost care.

dates with hajime are usually indoor ones at either one of your homes. mostly, the two of you spend time with one another wrapped in each other's embrace, watching a movie or catching up on the tv show you both promised you would always watch together. and other times, you would switch things up and try out new activities together. some of the activities that the two of you had already done was doing art projects together like painting, building lego sets together, and making late night snacks.

on the few times that you had dates that involved leaving the house, it would often be at the mall or some kind of park. after the mall dates the two of you have, it can't be helped if you bring home a shopping bag or two. if you do, hajime insists on carrying them for you. he would carry the bags on one hand while he holds yours with the other. though during the times both of his hands were occupied, he would let you grab the back of his shirt just so you wouldn't get lost in the crowd of people. during your amusement park or public park dates, there are times that something catches your eye. the moment that hajime notices you looking at it longer than you would, he immediately insists on buying it for you. it doesn't matter if it's something you don't need, as long as you're happy, he is too.

hajime is also the type of lover that always has you in mind too. on times that he's out in public by himself running errands or so, at the times he would see something that ever so slightly reminds him of you, he would buy it immediately, or if he isn't able to at the moment, he would take a picture of it and either send it to you or keep it to himself for later.

he isn't the best at expressing himself through words, not even close. but all it takes for you to know how much he really cared for you is to see just how he looks at you like you're the only thing that matters in the world. it doesn't matter what you're doing at all. when his gentle gaze meets yours with a soft smile on his lips, it was more than enough to express what he really feels about you.

TSUKISHIMA KEI "stop denying it, doll. we both know you love me. I love you too, if that's what you keep worrying about."

kei never really seemed like the type to be so whipped for someone. so imagine the shock when his closest friends catch him buying a bouquet from time to time on his way home. they often thought that he was buying them for himself as a decoration change back at home, you know? little did they know that he never headed straight home during those days. he would stop by your house and hand the bouquets to you. (with a scoff and a roll of his eyes, of course) the two of you attend different schools and your houses have quite a distance from each other, so you could say that these visits of his is his way of making up for lost time.

like hajime, kei isn't used to expressing his feelings through words. he rarely does it. instead, he shows it in the little things he does for you. one time after a formal event that the two of you attended, his home was close to the venue so the two of you decided to just walk back. what you didn't realize when you made this decision was that your feet were already starting to hurt from the heels you were wearing. kei noticed your steps getting slower so he stopped walking beside you. you noticed, and stopped as well. with a sigh, kei got down on one knee and began to take off the straps on your heels. it only took a tap on your foot and a sarcastic look from him to convince you to take your shoes off. once they were off, he held both shoes on one hand and turned to you. "here" he takes his shoes off. he hands them to you "wear these until we get home. the socks I'm wearing don't get dirty easily anyway" he turned his head away from you as he stretched his arm out for you to rake the shoes. you stare at him, never expecting him to do something like this. "are you gonna take them or not?" with a chuckle, you accept the shoes and put them on. you hold onto kei's hand as the both of you continue on your way home, with kei carrying your god-forsaken heels.

one weekend morning after a night of continuous rain, you texted kei inviting him to go biking with you around town. minutes later, he's knocking at your front door, his bike leaning on the wall to the side. once the teo of you were on the streets, you quickly noticed how slippery the roads were. not wanting to get into any accidents, kei reached his hand towards you, gesturing for you to hold onto his hand. the whole time you two were riding your bikes, your fingers were intertwined with each other's.

on the very few times shoyo, tobio, and tadashi convinced kei to play video games with them, you often sit in with kei in his room while he plays. either you're sitting on a chair beside him, or you're directly sitting on his lap. you usually stay quiet to not disturb kei's chat with the guys, but he rarely uses his mic anyway, so usually it's the two of you talking while he plays instead of him talking to his three friends in the call.

while the two of you were still "just friends", you already knew that kei had a habit of listening to music a lot. when you did start dating, you made it a point to send kei a song that reminds you of him every three days or so. the first few weeks, he was confused, not seeing the point of you doing it, bt after a while, he got used to it. after two months of you sending him songs, he compiled all of them into one playlist, adding more to it every time you send him a new one.

you didn't know about this, of course. until one day, you were on your bed waiting for kei to come back from the kitchen. you were on his phone (with his permission, of course) opening every app you were curious about, you eventually found yourself opening his music app. you were expecting to only see a playlist of songs from his favorite artists, or a playlist of the songs he listens to almost every day. but the playlist that caught your attention first was neither of those you had in mind. it was only named "." but the playlist photo was a mirror picture of the two of you. you opened it, curious to see what songs it contained. you scrolled through the songs, with some familiarity about them. it was on the tip of your tongue, you just couldn't remember what was so familiar about them to you. that was until you scrolled down to see the latest song added to the playlist. it was the most recent "this reminds me of you" song you sent kei just yesterday. then it dawned on you. 'these are the songs I've been sending him for the past few months! and he has all of them in a playlist!' you smile giddily to yourself at how sweet you thought this all was. by the perfect timing, kei walks through the door, to find you squealing in your bed about how much he loves you. he does though, a lot.

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cloudyzeusy · 1 month

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Okay Hi (⁠・⁠∀⁠・⁠) how you doin'

Would like to put in a request for a mean bully reader with some hq boy *cough*kageyama*cough*.

Top male of course. Also if there can be some humiliation that would make my day (⁠๑⁠•⁠﹏⁠•⁠)👉👈

Not picky just desperate but headcannons are my fav.

Have a lovely day ♥⁠╣⁠[⁠-⁠_⁠-⁠]⁠╠⁠♥

Sincerely

-(⁠٥⁠↼⁠_⁠↼⁠) nonne

Kageyama Tobio

Kageyama would definitely have a humiliation kink loving to be belittled and treated like he is worthless. This is probably because he was always gassed up and treated like he's way better than everyone else hence the nickname "King of the Court,"

So someone else being in control for once is a major turn on. He'd be eager to please in bed always wanting to be your good boy because of his pride and the fact he hates to disappoint you.

He may always have that serious face but don't be fooled once he's under you he's the most vocal partner you've ever had with his cute ass moans. That why he's the funnest to bully into doing what you want because he cracks so easily when you tease him

Lastly, i think he would love to be forced into the most awkward situations like having a vibe in while at dinner or wearing a collar to school.

Hinata Shoyo

Hinata would definitely have a height kink getting turned on by the fact you could literally pick him up and throw him around (perfect for sex).

He's always so smily so its a shock when you see him on the verge of tears because he hasn't cum yet or when he's too overstimulated.

He has a lot of stamina so you have to always tire him out getting him attached to a fucking dildo when he's still horny.

Sometimes you put a vibe in ass during practice while you watch him squirm and fight the urge to go down and get you to take it out of him. As soon as practice is done he's sprinting over to you begging for you to fuck him not caring if anyone hears his moans from outside the janitors cupboard.

Tsukishima Kei

Tsukki seems like the type to get into a power exchange relationship or something bdsm related loving to be controlled for once.

He always that same condescending smirk on his face when he's around the team purposefully pissing you in public because he knows you cant do anything about it. So it's such a change that when you get back to your shared apartment and suddenly he's acting docile clinging to you.

So you have to teach him respect spanking him until he's begging you to stop saying he'll be good. All he needed was an attitude readjustment.

Tsukki loves trying to rile me up to get what he wants so i love seeing him get frustrated when he realises he has to beg to get what he wants.

#zeusy☁️#sub character #seme male reader #top male reader #x top male reader #haikyuu #headcanon #hq x reader

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sednas · 2 years

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[HOW'S THE TASTE?] — geto, gojo

꒰ ͜͡➸ ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) you know exactly from which twitter fanarts I took the inspiration from

pairing: dom!geto x brat!gojo x sub!fem!reader

tw: NSFW, threesome, oral (f receiving), beware the bisexuals 👹

geto never really considered himself being a lucky man, his whole life was made by disastrous events and dark and twisted thoughts occurring in his mind at midnight. was he completely healed of his past? probably not, some chains were still wrapped loosely around his ankles and wrists, but he was now learning how to walk with them. sometimes the incessant sounds of those chains dragging on the ground behind him became too loud and he needed to clear his head, to focus on something in order to ignore those ghosts creeping on his shoulders.

and it's during these times that he thinks that perhaps, luck has crept into the pages of his story. maybe those chains are just a small price to pay for having two beautiful puppies like you and gojo at his feet.

“faster.” he orders, getting more comfortable in his seat.

gojo grunts, his two fingers circling faster around your little clit while feeling your hands rubbing him faster too. your two bodies are glistening with sweat, you're both panting, hungry eyes devouring each other's gaze. the air is almost steamy, heavy with lust and desperation. a loud whine echoes in the room when you feel gojo's finger slowly making its way in your drenched pussy, slipping so easily inside, making your head fall back on your shoulder. all of this under the dark gaze of geto, relishing in the sight.

“fuck… you're just going to stay here or what suguru?” gojo breathes out, his cheeks flushed with a pink blush.

your eyes are pleading him to come too, but you know better. the dark haired man smirks, his eyes falling on yours.

“always the same who's complaining uh?”

the most powerful sorcerer has always been difficult to bend, his smirk adorning his pale face and that glint in his blue eyes that nobody ever seen except you and geto. that confidence is just here so geto can break it, they both love that game, and you can't really tell if geto always wins or if gojo always let him win. either way, you always end up with one of them buried inside you.

goosebumps of excitation run through your body when you see geto standing up, slowly walking towards the bed. gojo wears a confident smile, his finger still torturing your pussy at a slow pace.

“I don't think you've been good enough to deserve her touch.”

gojo whines as geto pulls his hair, his thumb grazing the soft skin of his cheek and you feel his cock twitch in your hands. just when his lips are about to touch his, geto turns his head towards you, still holding gojo's face.

“lay back pretty girl. we're going to take care of you.”

shivers run down your spine as you nod, slowly letting yourself fall on the soft covers, your head resting on a comfortable pillow.

“since you can't keep your mouth shut, why don't you use it for good?” geto rhetorically asks, his thumb softly caressing the bottom lip of the white haired man.

he smoothly guided him between your legs, as you felt his hot breath fanning over your sex.

“is this supposed to be a punishment?” gojo playfully asks.

he doesn't have the time to add anything else as geto pushes his head towards your heat, the sorcerer immediately moaning at the taste on his tongue, willingly opening his mouth to have more of your sweet pussy. they both smile after hearing your cute whimpers, your hand making its way through his white hair, pulling at them every time his nose brushes your clit. you're practically sure he's eating you out for his own pleasure, whimpering against your skin and lapping at your juices as if it was the best thing he ever tasted.

“does he make you feel good angel?” geto whispers into your ear, his body close to yours, his hand softly squeezing your chest and rolling your nipples between his fingers.

no matter what can happen, you will always be their weaknesses.

your hips buck against gojo's face when geto pulls you in for a kiss, both of their tongues making you moan. with the way he's controlling the kiss, you don't feel his hand sliding down your body. you only feel it when he roughly pinches your clit, your whine muffled by his own mouth while gojo is smiling mischievously. they are both working perfectly together, geto's finger slowly working on your clit while gojo is licking you as if his life is depending on it.

“do you want us to make you cum pretty?” geto asked you, his mouth trailing hot kisses along your jawline.

gojo whined at the same time as you, feeling your thighs squeezing his head, your whines getting louder as you tried to say yes.

“why don't you beg us then?” gojo ordered, just before languidly trailing his tongue up and down your pussy.

geto hums in approbation, and soon enough the room is filled with your pleas, your body trembling in the hands of the two men.

“alright darling, go on, make a mess for us.” geto finally said, gojo greedily nodding at his words while repeatedly entering his tongue inside your wet entrance.

the dark haired pushes his two fingers a little bit deeper into your flesh, accelerating his movement around your clit.

”I want you to look into his eyes when you cum.” he ordered, his other hand slightly gripping your hair, forcing you to keep your head raised.

you obey, your eyes diving into the blue ones of gojo, his intense gaze fixed on you as he is fucking you with his tongue.

”delicious, as always.” the most powerful sorcerer answers, his big hands lovingly caressing your waist as you're slowly coming down from your high.

you cry out the white haired man's name as you cum, just before shakily whispering geto's name, your eyes raising to look at him through your lashes. gojo wears a greedy smile, getting on top of you just next to geto, who raised an eyebrow at him.

"how's the taste?"

“gimme a taste.”

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moonpetrichors-blog · 1 year

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can i request for enemies to lovers for neteyam ?? love ur work sm !!

First Impressions

Tags: Neteyam x Metkayina!Reader, Heacanons, Enemies To Lovers, Female!Reader, Anguished Declarations of Love, Reader is Kinda Mean, Forced Proximity

Warnings: None

You are another daughter of Ronal and Tonowari. When the Sully family shows up on your shores, you immediately dislike their eldest son; Neteyam.

Tysm ♥♥ Lucky for you, this was already in a list of things I wanted to write!! Great minds think alike fr 🤝🙄

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╭┈─────── ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-╰┈➤ ❝ [26/12/22] ❞

He was like no one else you had seen before.

He was a boy from the Omaticaya clan, a foreign stranger who had no business to be seeking refuge on your beaches.

After all, he was clearly suited for swinging in trees, not swimming.

You had heard of the fabled Jake Sully; the Toruk Makto, and as of right now, referred to as a great warrior by none other than Neytiri.

They had travelled a far distance to seek shelter with your people, so that their clan could be safe.

You were against allowing him and his family to hide within the Awa'atlu village. Danger would follow them, and they did not fit in with your people nor the environment.

Alas, you had no power to defy the orders of your father, Tonowari, as he was the Olo'eyktan.

Imagine your surprise when your father, not only simply allowing them to stay, also expected you and your siblings to teach them your ways.

You groaned at the thought, not wanting to spend time with these people or their children.

After their initial introduction, their eldest son Neteyam attempted to get to know you.

However, his kind demeanor towards you quickly turned sour when you made it transparently clear you wanted nothing to do with him.

‘The hell is wrong with you?’ is what Neteyam would think.

You both would want to avoid each other, but unfortunately, that’s not really possible.

He does try to be civil when he can, though. Neteyam has a backbone and won’t let anyone walk all over him, but he’s not like Lo’ak where he’ll freely start fights.

His father warned not to cause problems, and he doesn’t want him to be disappointed in him.

Your sister Tsireya had taken a liking to the younger son, Lo’ak, which meant you were stuck with teaching Neteyam.

So here you were with Tsireya, teaching the two brothers breathing exercises.

You were getting frustrated with Neteyam. His breathing wasn’t on par with your expectations, and time and time again you would smack him (lightly, of course) if he wasn’t doing it right.

“Here, do it like this!” frustrated, you placed your hands on his chest and abdomen. “Breathe like this!”

You took deep breaths through the diaphragm, then gestured your head for Neteyam to do it next.

Well, he wasn’t breathing through his chest anymore, but his heart was definitely going a mile a minute with you being so hands-on with him.

Just when you thought he was finally getting the hang of it, he smacked your hands off of him and said he can do it himself.

You tsked, and decided that if he wants to drown, he can. “Whatever, asshole.”

The next thing you tried to teach him about was riding the ilu and performing tsaheylu with it.

You honestly weren’t expecting much from him, you knew that it would take awhile before he could actually do so.

And you were right. The moment he started gliding underwater, he was thrown off the ilu’s back.

You remained in place treading the water, bursting into laughter at his falling form. This guy really doesn’t know what he’s doing 💀

When Neteyam meets with you again, his face is red with embarrassment. You can’t contain your laughter, and he has to remind himself to stay calm and not yell in a fit of rage.

A few days pass, and Tsireya and Aonung decide to go swimming with Kiri, Lo’ak, and Neteyam.

Tsireya urged for you to come along, and you agreed, because how could you say no to your sister?

As you are swimming, you have to slow down for Neteyam. You were quite irate with the fact that he couldn’t keep up, trading looks with Aonung occasionally.

As you kept swimming, Neteyam was in awe with the underwater scenery.

The schools of fish, bright coral, and the way the light refracted in the ocean made him amazed. He couldn’t believe that he had never seen something so beautiful before.

And then, he looked at you.

The scenery really tied everything together; being surrounded by a vast, blue world, you were like the centerpiece of an artfully woven painting.

It was in this moment that Neteyam really took in your beauty. He thought you were pretty since the first time he laid eyes on you.

But of course, you didn’t like him, so he quickly picked up the memo and forgot all about those thoughts of you.

Almost.

Neteyam was so distracted from daydreaming about you, that he forgot his breathing exercises instead.

You turn around to see him flailing in the water, and start panicking because he’s literally about to drown.

You quickly swam over, wrapped your arms around his waist, and hauled him up to the surface.

You start slapping his face, shaking him by the shoulders to breathe.

He’s coughing and sputtering now, muttering a thank you.

His near-drowning experience is swiftly forgotten when he processes the fact that you basically saved him.

At this point he’s making fun of you because you came to his rescue, and Tsireya and Aonung are not too far behind him either.

Angrily, you shove his head underwater, and swim away.

Later on, when it is well over eclipse, you push a stick through the sand to make stupid drawings.

Neteyam creeps up behind you, and you almost whack him with your stick when he sits down besides you.

“The hell do you want?”

He recoils at your attitude. Neteyam wanted to properly thank you for your help earlier that day, but it seemed now that all hint of gratitude left his body.

“What’s wrong with you?” is what he ends up saying.

You promptly begin to argue. Honestly, you didn’t really have a good reason for being so mean to him all the time.

In all honesty, you did find him kind of cute at first, but worrying about the safety of your clan overpowered that more than anything.

You would never admit this though. Instead, you scoop up a handful of sand, and throw it at him.

Neteyam’s patience completely snaps. He has tried to be cordial with you in the past, but that was it.

He tackles you to the ground, and fighting between the two of you ensued.

“You’re so rude for no reason!”

“What’s it to you?”

You’re both practically yelling at this point as you wrestle on the sand.

Out of sheer anger, Neteyam did something he’s never done before. Make an impulsive decision.

In response to you, he blurted out that he likes you, but you’re such a massive asshole to him that it makes him furious!

You aren’t any smarter than him, and reply with the exact same confession.

You both paused.

Neteyam was leaning over you, hands by either side of your head. All his anger had disappeared. Was this guy smiling??

Your face flushed with embarrassment that you had actually admitted that to him. You wanted the sand beneath you to swallow you whole.

You tried to back up, but found yourself trapped between Neteyam and, well... the sand.

Your about to start yelling again when he places a featherlight kiss against your lips, and that’s when your face erupts into a violent blush.

You can’t hide your face from him, which makes him all the more amused.

“Okay, fine. I guess you’re kind of cute...” you trailed off.

He let out a toothy grin, sharp canines on display. “I always thought you were.”

Okay, now you really wanted to be six feet underground.

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ode2rin · 11 months

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for so long, michael kaiser had clung to the unwavering belief that nothing in this world is ever impossible.

for him, nothing was beyond his grasp. if he wanted it, he would make it happen.

victory after victory seemed to reinforce his ideology, proving that he could conquer anything. but now, after another triumphant win for bastard munchen, kaiser found himself standing in front of your apartment door, heart pounding with desperation.

he should be with the team, celebrating another win of him turning the impossible in a clutch. but as soon as the match ended, there’s nothing kaiser wanted more than to be with you. to make things right with you.

on the way, he hoped and wished for an even greater triumph – winning back your heart.

he, himself, can’t explain why is here again. it’s just that lately he’s a little lost after you parted ways, and all roads just led him here. to you.

to you, whom he loved more than any glory or fame his name could ever bring. but it was too late to let you know.

and it might be too late for you to open your heart to him again.

but he could try, right? a man could hope. after all, nothing is ever impossible.

his hand trembled as he raised it to knock on the door, his mind filled with memories of your touch, your laughter, and the way your eyes sparkled when you looked at him. it was all slipping away, slipping through his fingers like sand.

what’s the worst thing that could happen? you could break him again in two, that is.

nevertheless, here he stood, wearing his best apology.

if he could show you how he’s hellbent, if he could show you he’s determined to make it better this time, if he could tell you all the right words, you might take his plea. just maybe, you would consider granting him one more chance. it might be a fool's hope, but kaiser would choose the sweetness of false optimism over another night without you.

because again, for the last time, nothing is ever too impossible.

as you opened the door, kaiser couldn't help but wish that you would do the same with your heart. his breath caught in his throat, words failing him momentarily as he took in the sight of you.

you’re as beautiful as the day he lost you.

your beauty was a cruel reminder of what he had lost. it engulfed him like a thorny rose, captivating yet painful, a bittersweet reminder of what once was. your eyes, once filled with adoration, now held a glimmer of indifference.

“take me back,” please.

it was direct. nothing more left to ask you of. it’s not like he hasn’t been here before, asking you about the same thing all over again.

because he did. he had been here before, asking you the same thing, over and over again. each time, a small part of him shattered, but he couldn't let go.

he couldn't let go of the hope that you might find it in your heart to forgive him.

the first time, he was a mess. he was intoxicated, and the fact that he managed to get to your place in such a state could be considered a miracle. kaiser is pretty sure he poured everything that night. words, tears, pleas, and might even be remnants of drinking and dancing all night. the next day, he wakes up on ness's couch. and the realization that you had him picked up brought out the pettiness in him. he was over you, he declared.

the second time, he was in fact, still not over you. it was a random tuesday night, and he arrived at your door in haste, wearing mismatched slippers and disheveled hair. you asked him what he was doing there, and kaiser couldn't find it to tell you that the housekeeper accidentally washed the sweater you left, removing your scent all over it. he couldn’t bring himself to tell you that it was the only thing that’s making him sleep these past nights.

and the third time. now.

he wasn’t as messy as the first, he wasn’t as desperate as the second. this time, his eyes are telling you it is as tired as yours.

you’re looking at him with tired eyes, because you are tired. you were tired – tired of his constant appearances, tired of him showing up only when it was too late. lately, it was hard to tell which hurt more.

yet, he asks you again. just once more. because if he has to ask twice, that’s close to begging. and a prodigy does not beg.

“take me back, y/n.”

but he was no prodigy here. right here, right now, in front of your door, he’s nowhere near a prodigy should be.

“kaiser.”

no.

that’s not his name. you know that’s not his name, at least not to you.

“don’t say anything. i get it now. can i at least hear it then, for the last time? just humor me, pretty.”

say it. say it with my name.

so he’ll know it’s real.

“mihya, i can’t. we’re over.”

and in that moment, michael kaiser finally realized that even he, who had clung to the unwavering belief that nothing in this world is ever impossible, couldn't defy the inevitable outcome of losing you.

this last time, michael kaiser couldn't turn the impossible in his favor.

note. pure word vomit lmao i am: sorry. made this bec lately i've been thinking of kaiser w messy break up hashhashhas he's fit for it me thinks. also! inspired from TS' the last time hehe.

[reader's pov: here!]

[tagging my lovely here: @angelchigiri]

#☁️ my ode to you #mimi kaiser debut !#blue lock x reader #blue lock imagines #michael kaiser x reader #michael kaiser imagines #kaiser x reader #kaiser imagines #michael kaiser x y/n #michael kaiser x you #bllk x y/n #bllk x you #bllk x reader #blue lock x y/n #blue lock x you #blue lock headcanons #michael kaiser #blue lock angst

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porcalinecunt · 3 months

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eren yeager and violent throat fucking . . . ﹒⪩⪨﹒

he’s not friendly about oral, whether it’s pinning you by your thighs and eating you out like a starved animal or fucking your throat as if it’s his personal fleshlight.

your hair in a makeshift ponytail, holding you in place as eren shoves his dick in and out of your mouth at a rapid pace. you couldn’t even moan from how hard he was fucking your pretty little throat, only gags and choked out sobs made it to his ears and went straight into his hard on. oh how he adored the sight of you in such a lewd position. syrupy eyes staring up at his, flushed cheeks and pouty lips wrapped around his girth. he didn’t care about the mess you were making down there, all he wanted was to breed your throat full before bending you over and fucking your pretty cunny raw ♡

“that was all you could do? bend over, i’ll fuck you ‘till your crying for more.”

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chuluoyi · 2 months

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Chu, gojo, not being able to sleep for days as he kept learning about the horrors of pregnancy and post preg. Sometimes, he's afraid of what if he loses his wife during childbirth.

it’s a mistake to surf google and see those articles about labor complications and videos of women in that predicament. it actually spooks gojo so much that he’s going to be soooo paranoid about it alright 💁🏻‍♀️

“are you feeling okay…?” he asks on one night, worriedly even, while you are chewing on your favorite castella, eyes glued to your favorite prime time drama.

you look at him with a frown. “i am. why?”

“uh… has the baby kicked you too hard these days?”

“he kicks my ribs every day i think i am used to it by now—”

“what?!”

he’s so thinking that’s an indication of something being wrong as he immediately fusses around and hovers over you, placing both hands on your tummy.

“do you feel hot? or do you think you might be having a fever—?!”

“satoru—i’m okay,” you try to calm him down when you see the total look of panic on his face, cupping his face with your hands. “it’s normal. him being active means he’s healthy. i’m okay, yeah?”

he pouts, visibly crestfallen. “i’ve seen videos… they say that sometimes when the baby kicks you hard it can indicate he is in a distress.”

“mm-hmm, but it’s not, yeah? i feel perfectly fine now.”

you don’t really know what media he has been immersing himself in that he’s totally concerned like this, but that night, to reassure him, you cuddle him close, stroking his head.

“you have to tell me the moment you feel sick, okay?” he snuggles closer to your chest, still despondent.

“yes, yes…”

“if you feel something the slightest bit wrong—you have to tell me!”

he’s definitely feeding himself hoax from internet but you can’t deny that him being all worried like this makes you smile too 💁🏻‍♀️

#he’s a big worrywart🥺#—chu’s mailbox 📬#—headcanons☁️#𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠

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fir3flytv · 7 days

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Caring!Jason who always makes sure you're taken care of. Caring!Jason who makes sure you eat three blanched meals a day, even if he doesn't always do the same. Caring!Jason who reads to you at night, tucking you in and turning out the lights when you finally fall asleep, always making sure you're okay before heading out for patrol. Caring!Jason who always comes back as quietly as possible. You need your 8 hours of sleep, and he wouldn't dare interrupt them, no matter how busted up he is. Caring!Jason who will always make time for you. Bruce needs him for a mission? Too bad, you wanted to watch the new season of Bridgerton, that takes priority over whatever is going on, someone else can do it.

Caring!Jason <3

#jason todd fluff #jason todd headcanon #jason todd x reader #jason todd #dc x reader #dc comics #dc comics x reader #I LOVE HIM #storm speaks ⛈#storm shorts ☁️

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monkiekidtwt · 9 months

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#incredibly rare red son fan W #jack de sena #red son #autism #autistic headcanon #lego monkie kid #monkie kid #lmk #🍭☁️

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volensnolenss · 3 months

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just you and gojo

his hands are always looking for you to touch you, to feel the joy that you radiate for him; you’re like a little crystal figurine that he's going to protect

#❛☁️❜ — thoughts #jjk x reader #jjk x y/n #jjk headcanons #jjk x you #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x you #jujutsu kaisen x reader #gojo x you #gojo satoru x you #gojo x reader #gojo x y/n #gojo headcanons

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etoiile · 3 months

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THINGS THEY SAY BEFORE KISSING YOU FOR THE FIRST TIME

starring itoshi sae, mikage reo, and isagi yoichi!

a request from an anon! (x fem!reader, as per requested)

notes: ANON IM SO SORRY THIS HAS BEEN DONE FOR FOREVER I JS FORGOT TO POST IT AHHH ✧ um my favoritism is showing itself in length.. ✧ BYE I HAD TO MAKE A HS MUSICAL REFERENCE AT THE END LOLL

ITOSHI SAE "you talk too much."

you had somehow snuck sae into your house underneath the noses of your incredibly strict parents. it was a full moon that night, and you two sat on your bed as you talked about everything under the sun, and he simply listened intently.

you were talking about something funny that had happened in class that day when suddenly, sae heard footsteps coming up the stairs. of course, you didn't hear it over the sound of your own voice, but sae, ever the observant one, picked up on it immediately.

"y/n. shut up!" he whisper yelled, worried your parents would hear you talking and come to check on you.

"hang on," you replied, still completely unaware of your potential doom. "im getting to the good part. and so then, the teacher gets up and-"

the footsteps were getting closer and sae is starting to panic. this is not how he wanted to meet your parents.

"y/n! quiet!" he hushed urgently, trying to get you to quiet down.

"hold on, sae. he then LOOKED HIM RIGHT IN THE EYE AND PROCEEDED TO-"

growing desperate now, sae suddenly came up with an idea.

he leaned in closer to you, and you instantly stopped talking, your voice dying in your throat. your face burned at the intense proximity and you were nervously staring back into his bold teal eyes, not really knowing what was going on.

"...sae?" you squeaked, your voice small.

sae brushes your hair out of your face tenderly before gently gripping your waist.

"you talk too much."

he then quickly pressed his lips to yours, his other hand finding place at the crook of your neck. you kissed him back instantly, throwing your hands into his pinkish hair.

sae's kiss is tender and extremely loving. he's not a man of many words; he says everything he needs to with his actions. and at that moment, as he deepened the kiss and rubbed his hands up and down your back soothingly, you could hear him saying, "i love you."

when he pulled away, there was a whole storm of butterflies in your stomach, and you were a little breathless.

"what... was that?" you panted, a little winded.

he simply chuckled and pulled you into his chest.

"you're so stupid."

"...?"

":)"

(he's the stupid one, really.)

MIKAGE REO "i love you."

reo has had plenty of experiences with girls who merely wanted him for his fame and money. he would take them out for dinner at an expensive restaurant, and they'd be all nice and sweet, but then he'd take them out for a heartfelt, well thought-out date, and they'd be cold and distant. it broke his heart, and he would constantly wonder if he'd ever be able to find someone who loved him for him. he wondered that if he didn't have his fame and wealth, would he have ever been able to find someone who wanted him?

you had been going out with reo for around two months now, and everything was going great. reo was great. he was kind, caring, charismatic, funny, charming, and overall a great guy. you two had met through a mutual friend and hit it off really well. reo had taken you out to some nice restaurants, and you'd also hung out at each other's places, and he found himself really, really liking you.

reo had to admit that he was scared. you seemed like such a great girl, and he feared that you might be just like the rest. just like the girls who had used him, who had welcomed him in and then crushed his heart, who he had truly believed liked him for him, but it didn't end up being true in the end. he knew that he gave his heart to people too easily, but he still did it each and every time. at the end of it, all he could do was hope for the best.

reo took a deep breath as he stood outside your door. he had prepared a heartfelt picnic date for the two of you, and he could feel his hands getting all clammy as he knocked a few times.

you stepped out and reo's voice got stuck in his throat. you looked stunning. you were wearing a simple white beachy dress, your hair blown out and your makeup done cute. it wasn't as extravagant or bold as some of the other looks reo had seen you in, but the first thought that came to his head was still "beautiful."

he quickly cleared his throat and regained his composure. "gorgeous as always, y/n." he grinned, still taking you in.

you giggled. "i hope so. 'surprise' is hard to dress for, reo."

"you look perfect." he chuckled in response.

reo's heart was racing as he began walking you to the picnic location where he had set everything up. he had spent over an hour laying everything out and making sure it looked perfect, and don't even get him started on the time it took to prepare everything in advance. this would be the first time he'd ever done something so heartfelt and homemade for you, and he had to admit that the thought that maybe you would turn your nose up in disgust like everyone else crossed his mind.

once you arrived, reo let out a shaky little ta-da as he nervously watched for your reaction. when you at first had none, he felt his heart dropping at the thought that he was right. you were like everyone else. you hated it and you were going to leave him.

that thought was only magnified when you started crying. reo began panicking, wondering how bad he could've messed up to make you cry. his panic quickly turned to shock and relief, though.

"this is... perfect, reo. i love it. it's beautiful. this must have taken you forever." you turned to face him. "i am so, so lucky to have you. thank you."

reo felt a wave of relief and also adrenaline wash over him as he engulfed you in a tight hug. as he held you in his arms, he knew what he was feeling right now was more than just liking you.

he gently held your face in his hands as he gazed into your eyes lovingly. he leaned in closer to your face as his heart raced faster than it ever had before.

"i love you."

he crashed his lips against yours, heart soaring when he felt you kiss him back. he almost felt like crying with how overwhelmed by his emotions he was. he deepened the kiss as he tilted you back, holding you tightly in his arms still. he'd never loved a feeling more than the feeling of your lips on his. he kissed you with passion and intensity, yet it still so full of love and affection.

when you both finally pulled away, breathless, holding each other in your arms and staring into each other's eyes, reo was still hungry for more, but he held back, awaiting your response.

you lovingly bump your forehead against his, relishing the moment.

"i love you too.'

rest assured that reo wastes no time in kissing you once more. (or twice. or three times.)

ISAGI YOICHI "can i?"

isagi yoichi was RAISED RIGHT.

he understand the importance of consent!! fear not ladies!!

you both were at a party with your friends, and for some reason, while everyone else was playing drinking games and living it up, you guys were playing truth or dare.

what were you, 10?

everyone had been mostly doing a lot of truths so far, (with the exception of bachira, who was willing to do practically anything) but people were now finally starting to pick dare. kunigami had belly flopped into a hot tub, (he was practically crying for like 15 minutes) chigiri had sent a dm to a girl he liked admitting his feelings, (please be me please be me please be me) and reo had drunk the most disgusting blend of alcohol know to mankind.

"isagirin!" bachira exclaimed, pointing a finger at isagi. "truth or dare?"

isagi hesitated. "dare."

everyone 'ooo'-ed, seeing as this was his first dare. bachira mulled it over for a minute before giving him a boyish grin.

"isagirin." he stated seriously. "i dare you to..."

everyone held their breath.

"..kiss the prettiest girl in the room."

everyone, even nagi, who was basically half asleep on reo's arm, gasped immediately. isagi's face went bright red and you suddenly felt your heart pounding.

you didnt think it was going to be you. that was stupid. you and isagi were just friends. there's no way he would ever kiss you. don't delude yourself. dont be delulu, see the trululu. (im sorry)

isagi shot bachira a dirty glare as he stood up, his legs practically shaking. you didn't know why you were so nervous. there was no way it would be you, right? you doubted that he actually reciprocated your silly little crush on him.

oh. he's walking in your direction? well.. lets see. there's a really pretty girl behind you, but she's practically grinding into some other random guy, so that's probably not it. he's getting closer? there's probably some really hot girl at the other end of the party who you just can't see. he's making eye contact with you? ok ok, don't sweat it. don't panic. why is your face getting so red? you're being so obvious! he's not into you! he's isagi yoichi! he's just a friend! he's... kneeling right in front of you...?

your heart was pounding as isagi nervously leaned in. he gently swept the hair from your face and nervously mumbled, "can i?"

all you could do was nervously nod.

isagi gently kissed you sweetly, and you felt yourself melting into him. oh my god, this was really happening! when he pulled away he nervously averted his eyes, and you did the same, flustered.

the sounds of everyone's cheers and whoops and 'finally's got softer as isagi met your gaze, and it felt like you two were the only people in the world. you two would talk it out later, but for now, you could feel in your heart that this was the start of something new.

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