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vintaeim · 1 year
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oikawa: look, let’s just agree to say “i’m sorry” on the count of three. one... two... three...
kageyama: 
oikawa: 
oikawa: see, now i’m disappointed in the both of us.
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lilacxoz · 11 months
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Sneaky Neighbors - Kuroo Tetsurou
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F!reader
Heavy degradation, creampie, cheating!reader, timeskip, semi-publicsex, almost getting caught, spanking, pain, dacryphilia, oral(reader receives), not really mention but drunk sex, you guys are just plain nasty, no beta read we die like daichi.
I am not responsible for people under 18 who read this. minors or ageless bloggers please dni!
Your neighbor was a hot older athlete. He was in his mid twenties while you were just turning nineteen. You knew he was a sports manager, but his muscular and lean body said he did a lot more than that.
You had a boyfriend of three years, but all you could think about was your hot neighbor. You one that was wrong, but the idea of having to sneak around to not get caught thrilled you. Maybe you were sick in the head, but you didn’t care.
You were sitting in the flower field in front of the apartments community garden that you’ve helped curate along with the other older ladies who started the communal space. You had fallen asleep in the flowers from what was supposed to be a relaxing reading session. You woke up to the sound of laughter, looking over to see your hot neighbor sitting on the bench right by you.
“Kuroo I- oh!” You scrambled to your feet, your hot neighbor wearing nothing but a black tank and red sweats. He looked like he had just come from the gym, a gold necklace hanging from his neck.
“Sorry, didn’t mean to wake you, it’s just you were singing in your sleep-“ he couldn’t even finish his sentence before laughing again. A blush forms on your face as you wipe some grass off your face and dress. This wasn’t how you wanted your crush to see you, you felt so embarrassed.
“What’s happening?” You looked over to see your boyfriend walking by from coming home from work, stopping to see the scene. Your boyfriend looked at your face and appearance, putting the puzzle together. “Ohh, she was singing in her sleep again? Yeah, it’s kind of odd..” he says before holding out a hand to you. You look back at Kuroo, his laughter completely gone and replaced with a hard expression.
The next day you prepared a gift basket for your neighbor. Your boyfriend was at work for an extra long shift in the hospital, which meant you had the day and night to yourself. You had planned on getting to know Kuroo better. You knew your real intentions were wrong, but a big part of you just didn’t care.
You wore a white summer dress with blue floral print, tights, and white heels. You walked to the end of the hall to your neighbors place. You knew he was home because you heard him playing music earlier. You brushed off your dress before softly knocking on the worn out white door, the white paint chipped and cracked.
He opened the door a few seconds later, hair wet as he wore nothing but a grey sweatpants. You noticed the tattoo on the side of his torso of a crack of lightning roots, trailing down and under his sweats. You gulped as you met his golden and curious eyes.
“What’s got you at my doorstep?” He asks, a hand on the door frame as he leans on the other side. You tried to hold back a blush, holding out the gift basket containing baked goods and beer. “Baked goods and beer? Where have you been all my life,” he jokes, “why don’t you enjoy them with me?” He lowers his hand, motioning for you to follow him. You do so, your stomach exploding in butterflies.
His place smelt like his expensive cologne, a complete mess but in a good way. He had some clothes on the floor along with a few dirty dishes. His place just looked lived in, and you liked it that way. He took you to the balcony, a soft warm breeze passing by. He set the gift basket on the balcony, handing you one of the White Claws. You both cracked your own cans open, a small smile on his face as he leaned against the balcony.
You tried your best to keep your eyes to yourself, but it was hard when his washboard abs were right in front of you. A small smirk formed on his face as he chugged half the beer. “What made you so kind today?” He asks, his eyes not hiding the way he looks you up and down.
“Just felt kind I guess?” You say, giggling softly. He smiled at your answer, settling his beer down as he crossed his large arms over his chest. You felt like an entire butterfly enclosure was settled in your stomach, a blush taking over your face and ears.
“What’s got you so red in the face?” He points out, almost teasingly as if he already had his own answer for it. You just shrug as he takes a few steps closer to you. “You don’t know? Oh but I think you do,” he says through a smirk. Suddenly, your caged to the wall by his muscular arms in such a way that makes you face him. Your lips were merely inches away, his breath smelling of the sweet beer he just drank.
“We shouldn’t,” you breath out ad your hands slowly train down his body. The rest on his abs, his head tilting as he raises an eyebrow.
“If we shouldn’t,” he leans in close to your ear, “then why are you touching me y/n?” You felt so vulnerable, and the factor of getting caught is what only heightened your arousal. “Oh, don’t tell me,” amusement laces his voice as he says, “does the wrongness of this make you aroused?” He deeply chuckles, “little pervert.”
“I-I’m not a pervert!” You say, looking up to be met with his beautiful eyes. He takes your jaw in his hand, crashing his lips to yours. He takes your breath away with the softness of his lips on yours mixed with the rough and passionate kiss. He skillfully slid his knee between your legs, moving down to kiss at your neck and jaw. You mewled out a moan as you became painfully aware of the second heartbeat between your legs. Your hips moved against his leg, desperately trying to get relief. Your hands rested on his shoulders and he moved further down your body, pulling your dress up as he kisses your stomach and hip. You groaned at the loss of friction from his leg, your breath heavy and unsteady.
He kissed down your thighs until he helped you out of your heels and tights. He looked at your lack of panties, giving you an amused look. “Wow, looks like you knew this would happen, fuckin’ dirty girl.” You only whined in response, his hands gripping onto your thighs as he begins to lick your spit. He helps guide a leg over his shoulder, gaining better access to your soaked pussy.
Your body shivered when he slipped his tongue in all the right places, your hands fisting his jet black locks while your head rolled back. You felt weak in the knees, letting him slowly unravel that deep part inside you. You relaxed against the brick wall, letting the much needed itch you had finally get the attention it needed. Sex with your boyfriend was rare, and when it did happen, he always finished too early and never took the time to pamper you when you did take the time to pamper him.
You felt so close to your euphoric high, body tending up as he helped you get there by pumping his fingers inside you. You let out a whiny series of moans as your body shook against him. You’d never felt so much of an intense orgasm before, your vision momentarily going blank.
He carried you inside, bending you over the kitchen island. You felt a harsh slap to your ass as he kisses your neck. “Tell me how you want it,” he whispers, planting one more slap to your ass.
“Rough and raw,” you breath out, a dark chuckle escaping him. You felt his hand fist your hair as you felt his tip kiss your entrance.
“What a dirty pervert you are, you wanna get fucked rough and raw? Filthy whore.” You only moaned at the degradation, hands curled into fists on the cold counter. You let out a screem-like moan when he bottomed out inside you, completely taken aback at the size of him. Tears fell from your eyes as your mouth watered, he filled you up so nicely and you didn’t know half of the emotions that were crawling from the deepest parts of you.
His brutal thrusts kept your voice loud, your head being yanked back by your hair as he kissed and sucked on your neck. You didn’t care about the hickeys, if anything, it only heightened the fear of getting caught. “Oh god, I-I can’t, oh-“ he slapped your face, a grunt coming from him.
“You won’t speak unless it’s my name or how much better I make you feel than your stupid boyfriend,” he demands. You nod, mascara running down your cheeks as you cried from the pleasure, he let your hair go, your hands quickly taking off your dress over your head. You were completely bare against the cold countertop, your nipples hard pebbles from the contact.
“Kuroo! Ah~ so-so good!” You moaned, legs starting to shake as an orgasm slowly approaches. He helps you through it, bringing a hand down to rub your clit. The added stimulation was the perfect combination for an intense blended orgasm. Your legs shook as you let yourself go, cumming all over his cock as you screamed his name.
“You really are pathetic, cumming all over your neighbor like that? Slut.” You only felt more aroused by his insults. He paused at the sound of a knock on the door. Your heart pounded against your chest as scenarios ran through your head. He smirked, taking you and pushing you up against his front door. Your back was to the door as he held on of your thighs up against his hip. It was a perfect position for him to be able to stick just half of his upper body into view. Your heard pounded as he slowly grinded into you while opening the door. You covered both your hands to your mouth, trying your best to keep in your moans.
“Yaho!” A voice said from the other side, “ready for movie night?” You hear Kuroo groan as his knuckles turn white from how hard he was holding the door. You reach a hand down, fondling his bald which earns a shaky breath from him.
“Kuroo-bro, you okay?” You hear another voice say.
“‘M fuckin’ fine, give me a couple minutes, yeah?” He didn’t wait for a response before slamming the door and you with it. He crashed his lips to yours as he pounded you into oblivion. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head, his free hand covering your mouth to muffle your sweet moans,
“Fuck,” he groaned. He knew he couldn’t fuck you against the door without them finding out. They knew of his crush on you and the situation, it would make him look really bad. He slipped out of you, forcefully dragging you to his bathroom. He turns on the shower before placing you on top of the countertops you wrap your legs around his waist as he slips himself back into you. He plants kisses along your jaw and neck as he pounds into you at an inhumane pace. It leaves you breathless, another orgasm forming along with his.
“Baby, ‘ma cum, you’ll let me fill up your dirty pussy?” You just moan, nodding as you let your orgasm take you over. Your legs shake violently against him, eyes rolling into the back of your head as you feel him shoot load after load into you. It takes a minute before you both catch your breaths and he finally detaches from you.
“Get in the shower, I’ll get you clothes for you,” he says.
“What about the guys?” You ask, lips purple and swollen.
“Don’t worry, when you come out I’ll explain your shower broke and you needed to use mine.” You nod, a small smile forming on your face.
“Can we do this more often?” You ask, he nods before slapping your ass.
“You come to me when that cheap asshole can’t make you scream like I can.”
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rowanthewriter · 7 months
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Daily Haiku 194/365
My heart’s cage, fragile.
Home to hummingbird softness
And iron will.
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brownweaselpoetry · 6 months
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despite the distance
I like to think we lock eyes —
midday moon
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patheticbookaddict · 9 months
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Nick & Charlie
Lovers of today
Inseparable spirits
Hand in hand ever.
04/08/23
Nick & Charlie
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lilsluttyy · 1 year
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" how long do we have to wait "
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✪ Ujishima Wakatoshi x masc reader
✪ warning: internalised homophobia , crying , fluff , light smut , angst
✪ highschool au
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Request from : @best-cell
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You and Ujishima has been friends since you two were kids, mainly because of your family that is. You two share the same interest in volleyball , and it's the reason why both of you enroll into Shiratorizawa. People around you would always tease you two , saying how Ujishima and you look like a married couple. You would always deny it and laugh it off , but past these days you felt something grew in you. Everytime he would call out to you , you would feel butterflies in your stomach whenever he's by your side you feel flustered.
Now here you are looking at your own reflection, your family thought you that liking someone who is the same gender is very wrong. You've been ignoring this feelings from the beginning, whenever you felt flustered around Ujishima you would always remember what your family said. ' now listen to me son..being a homosexual is very wrong ' ' if we ever find out about you being like those disgusting people..we will disown you ' ' I am hoping you won't turn out to be a disappointment son '. Those words bounces back and forth within your mind , at one point you wanted to separate yourself from Ujishima to get away from these feelings.
When you stepped out of your house you were greeted by Ujishima , he muttered a good morning and you just smiled as a answer. " Waka-kun you always wait for me but you never let me wait for you " you pouted , he patted your head and just kept on walking. You felt your heart beating loudly , but it hurts so bad you just wished that this feelings disappeared. Tendou greeted you and Ujishima, he starts babbling about his day on the way to the gym for morning practice.
After practice we head back to class we separated from the rest , you sighed heading in your class leaving Ujishima behind. He then sat beside you , after a couple of minutes the teacher finally joined in. You didn't bother listening to whatever she was saying , Ujishima noticed that you were not paying attention he tapped your shoulder " you should pay attention.." you just looked at him with a blank face then nodded.
It was recess and you were sitting together with the team as usual , they would talk about they're classes and complain. Then Goshiki suddenly asked " Senpai are you and Ushiwaka-senpai dating? " Semi hit Goshiki's head , before you could chime in Ujishima beat you to it " it's not ideal for a guy to date another guy.." he answered and went straight back to eating.
' well I've got my answers..' you didn't really know why were you shocked at his response, the whole team went silent but Tendou broke the silence with his story. You didn't have an appetite anymore, Shirabu noticed the change in your behaviour " Senpai are you not hungry..? " . You didn't want him to worry so you just smiled " ah..I don't think I have an appetite for now.." you then stood up and excused yourself. You just wanted to hide , you head towards the bathroom.
You stopped your tracks , tears were dripping down your face once you were at the bathroom you locked yourself in one of the stalls. " What did I expect from him..of course he would say that.." you whispered to yourself, you just felt disgusted by yourself " why can't I be normal why and I like this.." you couldn't stop the tears from flowing.
When you return to your class , your teacher had arrived already you went to him and apologize for your tardiness and went to sit down. " are you ok..? " you heard Ujishima asked , you decided to ignore those feelings once and for all but in this decision you decided that you need to keep your distance from him. You just hummed and payed attention to the teacher , Ujishima knew something was wrong your eyes looked puffy and red but when he asked you about it you either shrug it off or just told him to mind his own business.
You changed these past few days, and everyone notice it. It started when you told Ujishima to stop waiting for you in front of your house. As much as you like it , it's for the better you drifted away no matter what he do to be close to you , you would always find a way to run away from him. You stopped hanging out with the team during recess when it was volleyball practice you only talk to him if it was for help or friendly match. Ujishima was worried about you, he was worried that it might be something he said.
Whenever he visited your house along with his parents , you would avoid making eye contact with him and excused yourself. Sometimes your parents would ask about this but as usual you would just shrug it off , telling them you just needed to be alone for now.
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A/n : there will be part two
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andrea-non-sa-tornare · 2 months
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Il tuo pensiero
scivola sulla schiena-
brivido caldo
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All that gives colour to the world --
Flowers, dreams, hopes,
And your lilac smile.
~Ishika Samajdar (May, 2023)
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literary-lesbianism · 6 months
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Economy
Last night, I dreamed that
I had to pay three dollars
for a slice of bread.
I can’t escape it.
This market is my hometown.
Soon, we’ll all be gone.
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maybelovesamystery · 10 months
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I'm beginning to
understand why my mother
was always so tired
- a daughter's lament
m.w.
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youngmodulus · 3 months
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sunset — haiku
the sun follows me
it glares at me, i’m hiding
it’ll die by sunset
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My possibly (most definitely) rule breaking blank verse haiku for today based on the next writing instalment/prompt that I’ve begun writing already:
!TW: Mention of previously having an abusive ex, self-doubt, implied suffering from depression, hint of anxiety, self-put down(s), implied suicidal consideration/intentions, implied suicide attempt!
To me, it was new;
All new - these strange new feelings
All linked seemingly
To one possible
Explanation: I had to
Be in love with her,
And I was frightened;
I had never felt this way
Before, not even
For my abusive
Ex - I found myself always,
Whenever I was
In the same room as her,
Failing in speech, and
Forgetting how to
Breathe completely, whilst
She smiled warmly over
At me, eyes glinting
Every time she
Did, but then I found myself
Thinking about who
I was, compared to
Her: a nobody, who would
Never be able
To give her what she
Deserved to be given: all
The jewels which made
Up the universe,
And the whole world, because she -
Truly - had to be
A princess, and I
Wanted her to be treated
As such, believing
I would only bring
Her down with me, if she did
Feel the same way that
I did, and always
Had for her, ever since we’d
Both first met in a
Car park, outside of
The doctor’s office we had
Both had to go to
That lifesaving day,
As I had been making plans -
Horrific, dark plans,
And if it weren’t for
Her, I would have probably
Found myself now dead,
Except, now, there was
A chance that I still might, as
The feelings that I
Was finding myself
Hiding from her were painful,
And only made me
Hate myself more for
Who I was, prompting me to
Often cry myself
To sleep, every
Night, until I couldn’t take
It anymore, and
She had to stop me from jumping.
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Hope you enjoyed it! ❤️
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rowanthewriter · 11 months
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Daily Haiku 86/365
I am not constant Like the sun. I am the stars, Gone in an instant.
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brownweaselpoetry · 3 months
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rain on the sidewalk
the lone maple’s reflection
obscuring my own
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patheticbookaddict · 9 months
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Fireflies
Fireflies gleam
disguised moonlight reflection
shining darkness be.
03/08/23
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milatovarstudio · 3 days
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The Tree Connection - Creativity Art Print
The Tree Connection aims celebrate both the central role of trees in the ecosystem supporting life on planet Earth in all its forms, and the sacred connection of spiritual energy supporting life beyond the physical realm. It is made up of individual artistic pieces wherein raw tree shapes and silhouettes merge with a plethora of textures and colourful hues or monochrome inks, each containing a haiku inscription inspired by the artist’s dreaming nightlife. 
The Tree Connection invites us all to protect, nourish, and grow trees as part of our daily lives. This act of abundance will not only help us bring balance to our personal lives but also expand our collective consciousness.
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