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luneariann · 25 days
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They invented love I can’t do this I’m
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mielplante · 8 months
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Touch starved prompt (I think?-), crying because of a hug, because it's such a nice and warm feeling to them and they love it so much, yet they never usually get one so their emotions just overflow
I'm not sure of characters here but possibly Dabihawks/Toukei since I could totally see Keigo reacting that way if Touya hugged him
eheheh i was actually talking about touchstarved the visual novel by red spring studio but i cannot refuse to doodle the precious UWU
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kiyoors · 11 months
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playfully provoking osamu by buying convenience store cup noodles and onigiri on your way back from work. he sighs every time he sees you with a white plastic bag in hand. “darlin’ ya know i can make ‘em homemade for ya right?” you hum, taking a bite out of the stale rice ball and begin to pour hot water from the kettle into your cup noodles. osamu holds a hand to his chest, gripping the material of his shirt. “right?” he looks constipated now, eye twitching. “please, angel, let me cook for ya”
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poppy-metal · 2 years
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omg but imagine eddie inking you and acting like it’s real tattoos, pretending they’re all sore and going like,,, “uh eddie, baby they’re so sore, you’re gonna have to kiss them better a some more” because you were so brave with the big bad imaginary needles 💘
mmmmmrgggg
pulling up your shirt n showing him your tummy, where he'd drawn one on you on your hip, pointing at it shyly "here." and eddie getting to his knees, big hands splayed on your thighs, "here?" he says softly, and leans down to brush his lips against the mark.
it makes you shiver. makes you bite your lip. hes so pretty, he squeezes your waist, rests his chin on your pelvis, "anywhere else that needs my super healing kisses?"
you nod, "uh huh." shifting your finger and spreading your legs a little, your fingers brush the inside of your thigh, where he'd drawn a little heart the barbwire around it. metal as fuck. "h-here."
eddies eyes glinting with mischief as he slides his lips down, over the pleats in your skirt, feather soft as the come to rest on your soft flesh. he gives it just the barest nip. "better?" he asks, big dark eyes looking up at you from between your legs.
you curl your toes, shy as you gather the ruffles of your skirt and drag it up around your waist. you watch eddies eyes darken at the sight of your panties. you know there's a wet patch.
you hesitantly hook them to the side to show him your cunt, slick and petal soft. you pull back the hood of your clit to show it to him, "m'really sore here." you say meekly, face hot.
"yeah?" eddie breathes, already leaning in a little, pick necklace swaying around his neck. "she needs my kisses to make it better?"
you bite your lip and nod. "hurts" you whine, and it does in a way. achy and throbbing. the sight of his pink mouth makes it worse. engorges it. your legs hook around his shoulders, feet digging into his spine, toes curling.
"I've got kisses for you, honey." he tells you, lashes fluttering as he leans in to nudge that little bud with his nose, making you jump. "you just lay back and let daddy make the pain go away."
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kaeyx · 3 months
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Imagine being one of those Wattpad babes that spends their free time reading reader x mafia boss smut only to flip out when the mafioso that kidnapped you actually does crime. It's all fun and games until Dazai brings you to watch a torture session or you see Chuuya murder someone in cold blood... hmm imagine 🤔
At that point they're both going to laugh at you, right in your face. Not their problem that you're a silly little thing who didn't do their research, or thought this was just for the aesthetic. You're not allowed to leave anyway.
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dinnerthyme · 1 year
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any way the wind blows my beloved
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th3r0v3r · 2 years
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Jet! Jet! Jet! Jet! - Squad Leader - Clan Leader - Heartbeat of the Family - Gritted Teeth Optimist - Collector of Strays
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One Month Before Shipping Out - Jettison - Daffodil (F&TM)
Two Weeks After Shipping Out - Lieutenant Jet - Let Me Live My Life (st. Asonia)
One Year After Shipping Out - Captain Jet - Lost Within (fivefold)
Three Years After Shipping Out - Eldar'Alor Jet - Who We Are (imagine dragons)
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rustinged · 11 months
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jamie_zella on ig
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thinking about Her again (octo expansion train scenery)
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bl00dyb4nd4ids · 5 months
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kinda sucks to know you'll never understand the way I see u
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genetic-emancipation · 3 months
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@euthaniized HI sorry for tagging u but u talking about the i'm a cat! i'm a kitty cat! video AGGRESSIVELY reminded me of the existence of this. which is not directly related but god bless early 2000s youtube
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kiyoors · 6 months
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hands
kageyama tobio x reader
18+, mentions of alcohol and fingering, fem bodied reader, reader is shorter than kags, i need him.
you haven’t know kageyama tobio for too long, but in the two months of your acquaintanceship, you’ve come to realize two truths about the man: One, he is incredibly shy and awkward, and Two, he has really nice hands.
He is also quite handsome.
and it’s not like you’ve been subtle about it, either. you gravitate towards him; orbiting around him like a moon chasing its planet. really, you can’t help the blush that overtakes his cheeks whenever you compliment him: his set looked precise and steady, that shirt fits his shoulders well, he has such pretty eyes— especially when he looks up at the night sky and the moon is reflected in the deep blue of them.
really, there is no other reason as to why you inch to stand so close to him whenever you’re waking together on the sidewalk. the way he’ll move around you so that you’re walking on the inside and not the out has your heart soaring and lips twitching. you like the way he’ll stand close behind you when you’re in line to get in the club, and whenever your fingers graze his as he passes you a drink, you swear you see the moon reflected in his eyes all over again.
“where’s the bathroom?”
although you wear heels, you have to stand on the tips of your toes to be able to whisper in his ear. it’s because the music is loud and he’ll hear you better this way— definitely not because you want to get a whiff of his cologne, and see him shiver as your breath tickles his ear.
his eyes grow wide and he offers you his arm. (not his hand, though, because he doesn’t want you realizing that maybe they’re not as perfect as you think they are, yet). he guides you through the throngs of people, always making sure you’re following behind, and occasionally flexing his bicep, just in case you’re paying attention to that.
bathrooms line a corridor, all gender neutral, with their own full locking individual door. he leads you to the first one and holds the door open for you. there’s a toilet and a counter inside. he makes to leave once you walk through, but your fingers tangle his before he’s too far, and you pull him inside with you. shutting the door and locking it behind you.
your chest touches his as he quietly gasps at being let in. fingers still interlocked, he pushes you further into the space until the back of your thighs touch the counter, and he has you jump to sit on it right next to the sink.
you see him lick his lips before meeting his eyes again. he closes them after a second, moving his mouth against yours.
it’s awkward at first, just like he is. tense and unsure. you sigh into his mouth, moving your arms around his neck and deepen the kiss. tobio gets it now, and a hand comes up to cup your cheek while his other grazes your thigh as your dress slowly inches up.
if he could stay like this forever he would. he doesn’t care if your lipgloss makes the kiss sticky. and your skin feels so soft underneath his calloused hands. he’s locked in a bathroom with you: he’s kissing you, for fuck’s sake, he’s made it in life as far as he’s concerned.
and again your fingers reach his, tracing the years of hard work he’s put into his career, the care he’s put in his hands, despite the imperfections. you guide his palms further up the skirt of your dress. and kageyama groans when he feels the lace of your underwear under his finger tips. he settles deeper between your legs, bringing your centers closer.
“k-kag-“ he kisses you quiet at the same time he shakily moves your panties to the side.
“call me tobio, please”
he towers above you, yet he still manages to look up at you.
you say his name at the same time his index finger gently prods your clit. he goans into your neck when he feels the wetness between your legs.
he’s quiet when he whispers, “all of this f’r me, pretty girl?”
you squeeze your eyes shut and nod, also squeezing your thighs around him.
suddenly, tobio is not shy or awkward. he leaves a trail of kisses down your neck, on your collarbones, and his fingers pump into you slowly, making sure you can feel each of the long digits fucking into you while his calloused palm massages your clit.
you’re loud, and your pussy makes obscene, wet sounds, and tobio kageyama is living for every second of it, committing each one of your sighs and twitches to memory so that he can pump himself to it later.
his pace has increased significantly, bruising your pussy with his fingers and your chest with his mouth. it’s too much. you’re so close.
he doesn’t speed up. fucking you through your orgasm and grinding his hard cock against your thigh. his names falls from your lips in repeating desperate whispers until you slump against his chest, fingers still burried inside you.
tobio kisses your temple, rubbing your back, and finally sliding his fingers out. he licks each one of them in front of you, humming satisfyingly after. the sight makes you desperate for round two.
this time you see yourself, hair dishelved and lip gloss smudged, reflected in kageyama’s eyes.
he offers you his hand and a knowing smirk, tucking you into his side as he leads you out.
in the time that you’ve come to know kageyama tobio, you’re certain of two things: One, he loves you, and Two, he has really, really nice hands.
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kaeyx · 7 months
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Not a request BUT OMFGGGGG
BRAT TAMER CHUUYA BRAT TAMER CHUUYA BRAT TAMER CHUUYA BRAT TAMER CHUUYA BRAT TAMER CHUUYA BRAT TAMER CHUUYA BRAT TAMER CHUUYA BRAT TAMER CHUUYA BRAT TAMER CHUUYA BRAT TAMER CHUUYA BRAT TAMER CHUUYA BRAT TAMER CHUUYA
I'm not a brat myself but I SEE YOU I HEAR YOU I UNDERSTAND THE VISION
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hungharrington · 11 months
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i am the colonel of the soft steve smut army basically 🫡 i would never kink shame each to their own! but i just can’t picture him being all rough and overbearing and demanding and scary in bed!! steve is such a soft boyfriend who just wants to love on his girl and hold her hand and whisper sweet nothings ☹️
the colonel! i am just one of ur lowly lieutenants then, reporting for soft smut duty 🫡🫡 it so is each to their own and every writer has different interpretations of steve (whether they adhere to canon or no) so i can understand bending king!steve towards dom….
but nah i’m with u 🫶 he holds hands in bed (canon) and he talks bout not wanting meaningless sex (canon) and he is soooo touchy like. the man gets hard when you say i love you i just know it
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