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objects in the mirror | j. togame

✮ tags ; afab!reader + fem!reader, reader is so painfully dense / naive, ambiguous relationships, friends to ???, somewhat unrelieved sexual tension, sex toys, guided masturbation kinda, kissing, groping, nipples play, squirting, dialogue heavy, vaguely post canon, petnames (kame-chan and jo-chan for togame, baby for reader) 18+

✮ wc ; 6.4k (you have got to be fucking with me)

✮ a/n ; the one fic i wont be mad if you ask for part two on lolol. title from a mac miller song (my favorite mac miller song) that reminds me of a lot of characters but i felt really fit this fic.

go listen to it. his best track. also this like... mega got away from me. togame sorry for blueballing you.

✮ synopsis ; your only goal is to have a half-way decent orgasm. togame, as your best friend, is determined to help you reach it.

"So," Togame leans back into your bed. "You bought a vibrator and... can't use it? Because you keep psyching yourself out?"

"Yeah," You sigh with your head hung low. "Paid good money for it and it's collecting dust in my drawer. I'm miserable."

Togame smiles a little from where he's laid across the width of your bed, back propped up against the wall slightly with his legs hanging off one edge. You kick his side lightly as he fails to contain his amusement.

"Do you enjoy seeing me suffer, huh? You take amusement in my pain, you bastard?"

"Pfft," He snickers, turning a little to face you better. "It's kinda hard not too. Just seems..."

"You think it's stupid," You frown. He scratches his jaw.

"I wouldn't say that. A little silly but—"

"Which is another word for stupid," You point out. He shakes his head.

"The connotations different. Stupid would mean I'm insulting you. I don't think it's stupid. Ridiculous, maybe." And then he laughs to himself like a jackass. "No... I take it back. It's definitely ridiculous."

"You asshole. I should kick you out of my house."

He smiles knowingly, lazy and bemused. "You're not gonna,"

Smug bastard. You groan in defeat. "But I should."

He doesn't reply, brushing you off as easy as ever. "Sorry. Just not sure what exactly you want me to do with that information."

You throw your hands up in the air. "I dunno? Fucking help me. Offer solutions. Use whats left of your brain after getting the shit beat out of you as a teenager. Something."

"Now who's being an asshole." He quips. You frown.

"I'm sorry," You say easily. Togame smiles softly though you miss it while you're looking away. "But...ugh."

"Got such a way with words." He hums sarcastically before sobering a touch. He's scrolling through his phone not entirely paying attenion. "I don't really get why you're askin' me. Don't you have better candidates for this conversation?"

You give him a long-suffering look. "No. Unfortunately I live here, so the answer is not really. I can't talk to Kotoha or Tsubaki about this. We talk about guys and stuff but it's usually pretty PG."

"So I'm your stand in for a girl best friend?"

You tilt your head. "Huh? No. You're just my best friend. I would bitch to you about this either way."

He stares at you for a long while before scrubbing a hand down his face. You can't understand his sudden reaction, watching in confusion as he takes a deep breath.

"Right. Right, I'm your best friend." Togame mutters mostly to himself, sighing before going back to his usual demeanor. He rubs his under his eye. "Really dunno what you're asking for. You can whine however much you want, though."

"I'm not whining," You pause before sighing again. "Okay. Maybe I am whining, like, a little. But you would too if you were me, okay? I want to..." You make a face, the words suddenly feeling clumsy on your lips. You're not even doing anything and you're getting all weird about it. "I just wanna...cum."

Togame pauses. He sits up, sort of suddenly after that and finally has the decency to take off his boots. He scoots to the edge of the bed with his feet on the floor to do it, and you can't see his face when he speaks again. You don't think twice about it.

"Have you not? Like... ever?"

"Huh? No, I have but it's not really satisfying. It doesn't scratch the itch for me, you know? That's what the toy was for."

Togame takes another minute or two of silence as he takes off his boots. You wonder if it always takes him so long to take them off. Seems inconvenient.

He goes back to laying down, leaning on the wall with his legs spread out. "What kinda toy is it anyway?

"Oh, it's—" You stop in the middle of your sentence, brow furrowing. "Wait. Should I be telling you this?"

"Are you suddenly gaining self-awareness? Little late for that." He smiles.

"That's true," You reply, relaxing again with your arms crossed. "Nothing complicated. A rabbit vibrator, but the kinda expensive ones."

"How much?"

"Twelve-thousand yen. I got it on sale too,"

"No wonder you're so peeved you can't use it," Togame comments evenly. "A lot of money to be collecting dust. You even take it out the box?"

You deflate all over again. "Yeah. Charged it. Cleaned it too. But I put it back."

"Lemme see,"

"Huh? Oh, okay. Sure."

You don't bother asking why Togame wants to see your sex toy. It doesn't occur to you that there'd be any reasons outside of plain curiosity which you can understand. Togame dated a girl long-term so he knows some things, but you figure any girl with a decent boyfriend wouldn't need to make the same use of toys as you do. It'd make sense he's never seen one up close and personal.

You scoot to the edge of the bed and lean slightly as you open the side drawer and pull the toy out where it sits in nice, cardboard package. You pass it off to Togame before sitting back comfortably against your headboard.

He sits the box in his lap and stares at it for a long while.

You wonder if this is weird.

It doesn't bother you much either way, but it it is...

Odd, just how long Togame stares at it. He undoes the top of the folded box, pulling it back to reveal the soft, baby blue vibrator. It's six inches long and curved, with a soft rubber attachment to stimulate your clit and angle for your g-spot at the same time. Made with a high quality velveteen silicone. It has a lot of settings, and does the sort of rumbly vibrations you know feel good as opposed to the mechanical buzz of cheaper kinds.

Completely unused, Togame holds in his hands for a while, grabbing it by the ends. He doesn't touch it in a way that's weird. More like he assesses it. Measures it. You don't know for what though.

"It's cute."

"Huh?"

"The vibrator, I mean." Togame comments, putting it back in the box. His expression is unreadable. Something simmers under the surface of his neutral face but you can't place what exactly. "It's a cute color and the little pointed part here is cute."

You place a hand on your chest and close your eyes in sincerity. "Thank you. I also think I have excellent aesthetic taste."

Another pause. Brief but not.

"Do you want help using it?"

"Wha—"

"The vibrator," Togame clarifies before you get through the rest of your sentence. "Do you want me to help you use it?"

Your mind blanks. Your mouth moves faster than you can.

"...In what way?"

Togame remains steady. "Getting you comfortable and putting in you. As far as solutions go, it's the best I've got."

...Huh?

"Wouldn't that be awkward for you?"

"Is it awkward for you?" Togame replies back.

You stop to consider the question then shake your head.

"I mean...It's you. I trust you and I'm grateful but this..." You furrow your brow and look towards him. "Can you really do something like that with me? Just to help me?"

"Yeah." He replies. The words come so easily to him you're startled. Was he always this casual? You guess in a way but still. It's surprising. "It's the most direct route to solve your problem, I think. Once you've done it once with someone else, you'll definitely be able to do it alone right?"

You reason about this and find it's a somewhat optimal solution. You can't figure out the exact source of your unease about all of it, though it's there. You can't figure out Togame either. You appreciate how much he seems to want to help you but it doesn't make your worries go away.

You frown a little deeper.

"You're thinking about it too hard." Togame interjects. His tone is warm and easy.

"You're not thinking about it hard enough," You respond back. "What are you trying to do anyway? To help."

"Scratch the itch for you. Just think of it like that."

"Does that do anything for you?"

He dodges the question. "Don't worry about me. I'm offering. Promise it's fine."

You frown with your legs crossed, staring at the empty space of the bed. "...I g-guess it's fine? I can't think of a reason to say no."

"You don't mind doing this with me? Or is it because you're okay with anyone?"

You shake your head.

"What are you saying? Of course it's because you're the one asking. I trust you."

He smiles genuinely at that, eyes closed in what seems like relief. "I just wanted to make sure."

Togame opens his eyes again and casts them your way. Your breathing feels shallow under the weighted glance. He sits up a little more and shrugs his jacket off his shoulders, placing it on the pillow next to you. He feels broader without the layer of fabric over his torso, white shirt stretching over his frame as he sits on the bed on his knees.

"Lay down. Get comfortable."

You nod, adjusting the pillows and things and trying not to feel self-conscious or get cold feet. It speaks to your desperation that you're taking this help so willingly and from your long time best friend no less. In the back of your head, you do feel a little strange.

Togame is just being a good friend, that's what you tell yourself. You believe it too.

He hovers above you first. You tilt your head to look at him, the short gap of space between you feeling particularly small while also being miles wide. Your stomach flutters as Togame's eyes fix on your lips.

He leans forward and presses his mouth to yours. It's chaste. You wonder if you look even half as surprised as you feel.

"What was that for?"

"Breaking the ice."

You mumble. "Oh..."

Togame kisses you again that time, and then one more time before speaking up. "You're so naive."

"Huh? No I'm not,"

He brushes you off again that time before sitting up again. He sits between your legs where you have them spread. You have no idea what he's thinking or why he's doing this.

Unlike most people, you usually do have a good read on what Togame is feeling. He's upfront most of the time, despite his posturing seeming wishy-washy. It's a little weird to feel so out of bounds around him, like he purposely has his guard up. You wonder if that guard is for you, or for him. Is he uncomfortable somehow? Is he trying not to hurt your feelings by not being interested? You're not really expecting that.

But if that were the case, there's no reason he would help you this way.

Before you get too entranced in your thoughts, Togame snaps you out of them.

"How do you normally do this?"

You blink and look up.

"Do what?"

"Get off," Togame answers. Your eyes meet and you find yourself wanting to look away. "You said it was unsatisfying so I thought it'd be better if we started there,"

"Uhm," You feel embarrassed trying to talk about this. You're not sure why. It's not something you'd feel self-conscious outside this specific context but Togame just seems more... intense then usual. Like he's being serious about your silly problem. "D-depends? Sometimes I watch porn or listen to audios or read. Not always."

"Got it. How do you touch yourself then?"

He looks expectant. You turn your head to look away from him. The minutes tick by.

"Uhm... just rubbing my c-clit usually. I have uhm, other toys I'll use sometimes too but I need to touch my clit to get off." You wonder if these are too many details. Togame is listening to it so carefully. "Uhm. If i-its too sensitive I'll touch over my clothes too. Sometimes I cum like that."

His face shifts. It lingers long enough for you to notice but not enough for you to process what it was. He's back to his usual self so quickly you wonder if you've made the entire thing up.

"Right. I think I know what your problem is,"

You feel a little relieved at that. "Really?"

He pauses before smiling a little with a friendly nod that reminds you of how you were when you were kids, a face that's unexpectedly kind. "Really."

You look at him expectantly.

"I think you're not building up to it enough." Togame comments, smoothly. You blink at him. "You're a girl, you know? Can't jump straight into it, you need to stimulate yourself more first and relax. You're so focused on cumming it backfires. I'll help you."

"How...?"

"I'll help you relax and help you figure out what you like. Don't think about it too hard and focus on feeling good."

"You really don't have to do this for me," You mumble. He smiles at you.

"C'mon. You just said I was your best friend right? I don't mind, so chill out and let me help."

"Okay," You nod, bright eyed. "Okay....thank you."

He makes a face at you before nodding. "Uh-huh. Of course."

Togame hovers above you with lazy smile. You close your eyes on instinct as you feel your lips press together. His lips are softer than you thought they'd be. A hand cups the back of your neck and brings you closer to him. The weight of his body makes you self-conscious about his proximity. You can smell the scent of his skin, feel his presence surround you as he kisses you soft to start.

The shift in the air surrounding you is gradual in a way that reminds you so much of Togame. He's not intense at the beginning, never is really is - but then his hand goes to hold your knees and pull your legs up. His tongue slips against the closed seam of your lips until they part, until he touches yours and you have to reconfigure how you breathe. He's so good at kissing you it makes you wonder if he's kissed you before and you can't remember. But then it feels good and you're reminded—

If it felt this good there's no way you would've forgotten it.

When you pull away for air to breathe, or start to stumble through a question on how this is helping - Togame shuts you up. It takes it happening twice for you realize it's deliberate. Every time he kisses you a little deeper, and the last time he slips his tongue in so far you'd think he's trying to eat you whole.

You're wet. You're unsure if you're allowed to feel guilty about it, or if you're even meant too. Anyone would be turned on getting kissed like this. You're really unsure about all of this but you're fine because it's Togame. There's no way he'd do anything bad to you or for you.

He's over protective in general, though he's rarely frank about it.

(If you were any less clueless, you'd would know that most times Togame is doing his best to protect from himself. Most times, he feels like the biggest danger to you)

Togame pulls away from your lips when you moan a little. You feel embarrassed at the state your left in and how he looks at you. Picking you apart in his mind but not with ill intent. Like he wants to know every thread of your want.

Again, you think he's going to tease you. Light but still teasing.

"Does that feel good?"

It's a serious question. It stuns you. Just a little. His hand on the back of neck feels hot. You notice the way his thumb caresses your nape and try not to stutter.

"Uh..y-yeah." You reply, trying not to look stupid. "I like kissing. Uhm. In general."

He doesn't react to that, nods in a way you find curt in comparison to how passionately he was kissing you just moments ago. "It'll help you relax." And then, a little softly. "If you want to kiss again and we're not already, ask."

An odd request but you acquiesce with another soft noise.

"Do you feel a little warmed up?"

His eyes are so strangely shaded in this light. You open your mouth to the awkward confession. "Oh... nn. I'm... y-yeah. I'm wet already."

"From kissing?"

You give him a sheepish look. Togame responds with another kiss that makes you feel like you're being driven into a corner. This one is hot and heavy, doesn't build up but starts with an almost oppressive air. He nips at you, teeth tugging at your lips and licking in earnest to your mouth. Long and deep until your brain feels melty, your thoughts swimming and clouded. Longing for touch and release. Arousal threads through the fibers of your muscles, makes you feel wound up tight - a serpents coil. You clench your thighs on instinct at the worsening wetness.

Your mouth feels swollen and bitten when you pull away again and Togame looks a little more like you're used to him looking. An underlying sense of smug self-satisfactions on his face as he looks down at you, not outweighed by his genuine ease.

A look on his face like he likes your company. You find him comforting in how easy it is to see.

"Is it okay to touch you in other places?"

"Uhm. Anywhere above the belt is fine, I think."

"Makes sense,"

He leans up and slides both hands underneath your hoodie. You're not really prepared for... this. You don't know if you can call it sex or not but whatever it is, you weren't intending for it to happening.

"You're not wearing a shirt," His hands feel so big on your waist. Big and calloused, split skin scarred over from fighting. "A bra?"

"A sports bra."

"Right."

He slides your hoodie up over your torso until it's bare and takes your sports bra along with it in one go. Your tits fall from them with a soft swish with how quick he does it, the light bounce making your skin grown hot. Togame hovers above you as he eyes them, palms just underneath but not touching.

"Stop looking so hard."

He brushes past that. "They're nice."

"Shut up," You say for the first time. Togame smiles slightly.

"Not a nice way to talk to someone who's helping you," He says sarcastically. You pout but refuse to apologize. He remains unbothered then goes back to being alarmingly serious. "Do you play with them?"

"H-huh? When I masturbate? Not really. I've never thought too."

"Why's that?"

You shrug. "The guys I dated used to touch them but it mostly felt weird, not good. Never thought of trying on my own."

He gives you a looking asking for permission. You nod. This really does not feel normal but the arousal clouding your brain is a lot louder than your sense of shame.

Togame's hands slide up your sides until he's cupping the roundness of your chest. His thumbs hover against hardened nipples, constrained in the touch. It's different than how other guys have done it for you. He's paying attention to that bit most, and he's going about it softly. Pushing the hardened bud with a light flick that sends a jolt of shock through your body.

He's quick to notice your reaction, green eyes flickering up before doing it again. You squirm, stretching your legs and shifting as another tick of arousal goes through your whole body. Your clit is starting to throb so much it hurts. If it were you, you would've started touching yourself a long while ago. As soon as you felt yourself get wet.

Togame is taking his time, though. And you're feeling it so much it's a little shameful for you. He does it again, touching your nipples - both side at the same time. Your body is pushing for more.

You've managed to keep the noise down but you're pushed over your usual limits. A moan spills from your lips as you push up into his touch. "That's good, huh? Just needed it a little softer and more focused."

You try not to be any more embarrassing. Wouldn't anyone feel weird over this?

He's the most important person in your entire life, and he's seeing you like this. Not judging you, just remaining even and consistent. Teasing you but not enough to make you upset. He's being so careful. Is this the kind of boyfriend he is? You think that must make him popular, so then... why does it never work out? He's never dated anyone longer than a year.

But he's being so sweet to you despite not dating. He's always kind but this is different. You can't imagine who would see this part of him and break up.

You try not to think about any of this but the only other thing you can focus on is him rubbing your nipples and how nice it feels. The moan of his name is pitchy, sounds foreign to your own ears with how high and broken it is.

"Kame-chan," Your voice is warbly when you ask. You just want to stop thinking. "Kiss?"

He pauses. You think he's going to deny you at first.

"Fuck. That ain't fair, you know?"

You don't know what he means, but he complies and kisses you open mouthed as he plays with your tits. Rubs and flicks them just the way you like. It feels so good. You've never felt anything like it before. Your tummy flutters, honeyed lust dripping down your inner thighs.

Your body moves on it's own, your hands carding through his hair as arousal starts to pool. Your panties feels soaked and sticky, through the fabric. You shift again trying to relieve the feeling, brain scrambled by Togame's touch.

You're so horny you can't make sense of anything. Your body is a relentless echo of your wants and needs - demanding attention. His attention, specifically. Need curls up in your chest.

Between kisses you confess this to Togame, who you trust now more than ever despite feeling so incredibly vulnerable. How could you not go with it when he's taking such good care of you?

"Wanna cum so bad," You mutter, sloppy between kisses. Togame takes in a deep breath as he pulls away.

"You think you're worked up enough for it?"

You see through him instantly even in your haze. "Don't be mean to me, you jerk."

"Caught me, huh? Okay, okay. How do you normally do this?"

"Do what?"

"Fuck yourself with something,."

The words send heat sparking against your spine. You tuck your face against his jacket where it's laying besides you and huff. It smells like him. "Ngh. Usually finger myself a little first."

"Got a good idea then." He hums. The sound of his voice, low and smooth, makes you feel comforted. "I'll lay next to you and help keep you distracted while you open yourself up, yeah? Nothing below the belt 'n all. And when you're already I'll put in for you and turn it on."

You sniff. "Okay."

He smiles at you, pulling his hands and body away from you before laying besides you instead. He lets you rest your head against his arm and shoulders - sneaking the rest of his arm around and underneath you, squeezing one of your tits. He presses your body into him and gropes around the bed for the box with your toy, grabbing it from inside before shoving it away.

Up close, you can feel his muscles even better than you could. You wonder how someone so relaxed could be this built but try not to let it burden your brain. He smells so nice. Did he always? You feel too horny to remember, but you like it.

You can feel him glancing down at you, amused.

"Comfy?" Togame's voice vibrates through your whole body.

"Uh-huh."

"If you turn your head towards me I can kiss you and touch you. Keep your mind occupied a bit."

"Oh. That makes sense."

"It does right? Go ahead and start."

You think you should tell him not to watch. Keeps his eyes for himself. But the focus of his gaze makes you burn so much hotter you don't bother. He's already seen so much, anyway.

You shimmy out of your sweat pants until they're down at your ankles revealing your panties. Baby blue printed boyshorts, fabric soaked until they look a nearly new navy shade. You feel his laughter less than you hear it, turning your head to glare at him. He smiles a little at you.

"Those are cute too," Togame comments. You can hear his voice so clearly like this you think you'll collapse if you pay too much attention to it. "Too bad you made 'em all messy."

You swallow a sound, too horny to protest. He stops you before you can take your panties off.

"Didn't you say you normally touch over the fabric when you're sensitive? Do that."

"But—"

"Just trust me," He promises. He kisses your hair. Your heart thuds when he does it. It's an innocent gesture. "It'll make it more satisfying, okay?"

Your shaky as you spread yourself a little wider and slip your hand down between your legs. All the desire you're holding starts to unwind as your middle finger slides over the soaked seam of your cotton panties. They're cuter than normal, printed with florals and lace trimmed. Absolutely drenched in your arousal. You rub a small circle into your clit and your whole body breaks out into shivers, your eyes fluttering closed at the sensation.

You could cum like this. Just from this. But you want something more, something better so you force yourself to go slow.

"It's messy," Togame hums, nonchalant. "You get easier than I thought you would. Are you going slow so you don't cum right away?"

"Don't point it out, aah,"

"You should cum if you want too," Togame suggests.

"No," You whine. "Wanna cum with the toy."

"Wanna cum with a cock inside you, ya mean? A silicone one but still. Not enough to just touch yourself, you need something more, is that it?"

He says the words so casually, so lightly. Almost friedly despite how filthy they are. There's no malice in them.

Spoken like high praise or affection. The kind you'd show a kitten,.

"Kame—"

"Didn't know your had such a need pussy. No wonder it's hard to cum all by yourself, huh?"

"Stop being mean," You gasp. "I'll cum,"

He laughs at that. It's genuine and bright.

"Too much for ya, huh? S'okay. Take these off now. Finger yourself. Make sure you get all that mess you made so we can use on your toy. It'll hurt if it's dry going in."

You feel blindsided by just how much Togame is talking. He's been so quiet, so brief and unreadable. He feels like his usual self too much, to your complete detriment. His voice is teasing, yet warm and sweet. He smells good and he's pressing you all against his chest. Your fingers tremble as you slide your panties down to your ankles same as before. You end up shimmying the rest of your clothes off.

You're so aroused it's easy to get the first finger in. Your hole twitches, the entrance pleasurable as slowly ease your middle finger down to knuckle. You til your head towards Togame as you get adjusted to the intrusion easily from how wet you are, pouting your lips. He gives into the kiss right away, warm tongue and soft lips familiar to you now. You ease yourself into the pace of his kiss, whimpering into his mouth as you slowly open yourself on second finger.

"I want it so bad," You mumble. He laughs against your mouth.

"I can tell. Can barely string a sentence together. You want to cum huh?"

"Uh-huh."

"What a naughty pussy. You're trembling from just fingering yourself. Won't you cum right away if I put in you at once? I'll have to go slowly," Togame explains. He speaks the filth so naturally. "Take my time so you're stretched nicely and not scared anymore. I'll turn the vibrator on after it's already inside so you can't run away from it. You can cum to your hearts content, then."

"I'm still scared," You admit. You're just so horny you're unsure of what else to do. He leans down to kiss you again, nose brushing against yours intimately.

"Don't be scared. Just focus on stretching so you're not so tight. I'll praise you if you take it in easily."

Your voice gives once you manage to get a third in. Togame doesn't stop kissing you, barely giving you enough air to breathe. He plays with your chest with his free hand, and holds the toy with the other.

A string of spit connects you. Your thighs are aching, body burning hot as you look at him directly.

"Wanna cum," You slur your words, speaking in short sentences. Togame grins a little.

"Take your fingers out and show them to me."

Your stomach flips but you comply with the request. Your face burns from how soaked they are.

"Good. Rub them on the toy now. Get it as sticky as you can."

Your heart is pounding is loud in your ears as you clumsily coat your new toy with your own mess. You watch it gain a fresh shine, baby blue turning reflective as you push it against and between your fingers until all of it's coated as best you can.

"That's it, good. Spread your legs now. Gonna put it in. Want me to kiss you?"

You nod sheepishly and close your eyes. Togame laughs warmly before kissing you again.

Your whole body throbs in anticipation for it. A muscular forearm and hand slip between your legs as you spread yourself open, your feet flat on the bed for easier access. Togame forces his tongue into your open mouth, kissing you wet and hard as he tweaks your nipples. You feel pleasantly suffocated from the pressure before gasping into his mouth.

The swollen silicone head of your toy stretches your pussy more than you thought it would. You've never had a toy with angles so the sensations are all new. You can feel it so well inside of you, you can barely keep your composure long enough to stop moaning as just the tip slides in. Togame swallows each noise from your mouth. His kisses feel almost ferocious now when they were so composed before, free hand cupping your jaw from one side.

He fucks it in slowly, rocking the toy by its handle slowly until you get used to it - giving you moments between to adjust. You can feel it bottom out inside of you, the head pressing so precise on your swollen gspot you could cum from bucking your hips. Your sensitivity is over the top. Every touch and and tease and bump makes your cunt clench and throb.

The blunt end of the rubber attachment presses against your needy little clit. Togame moves the toy a little, fucking you with it slightly again. Barely. It still nearly makes you cum.

You feel like he's edging you. Anymore than this, you think you'll go crazy.

"Kame-chan." Your voice is beyond wrecked, throat as one of your hands reaches to cling desperately to his short sleeves. You fist it, teary. "Jo, turn it on please. Make me cum. Wanna cum so bad, 'm so close, please, please. C'mon."

"Turning it on, baby. Easy."

The word baby makes your body melt.

A slight click sounds as Togame turns on the vibrator.

Your whole body lurches at the sudden change. Togame pins you with his own, keeps his hands steady and the toy inside of you without skipping a beat. The soft whirr of the first setting completely unravels you. It feels like every nerve in your body is being pulled apart, electricity through a frayed copper wire. The muscles in your body aching with anticipation after so many dissatisfying orgasms clench tight as your body prepares itself for something so vast your mind can't process it at all. Your hands fist at your sides, clutching the sheets as you get close to cumming.

You're thrashing from the sensation. It's so much, too much - you've never felt anything like it before. You feel full and euphoric and your head is spinning. It feels so good it terrifies you, makes you clench up hard in how unbearably unrelenting it is. There's no pace, no where to escape from. The vibrations are strong but not overwhelming to the point you can't feel them.

You're so senstive all over your body and it's touching you in two places.

Your spine starts to curl into an arch, hips stuttering and twisting as you feel it rushing over your consciousness. Fuck, you've wanted this for so long. It's exactly the high you've been chasing after on your own for so many months it's making your brain feel like like mush. Animal instinct forces your hips up, bucking against Togame's hand where he holds the toy. You're fucking yourself on it. You can hear him laugh as he moves to meet you ruts.

You feel like you're losing your fucking mind.

"G-gonna—fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! I can't, I can't, I can't. Feels so good, Ican't."

He leans in and gets close to your ear, tongue caressing the lobe before biting it soft.

"Yes you can. You want it so bad don't you? Wanna cum all over this cock so bad you've been aching for it. I know you want it, I can see it. Look how much your moving your hips." His voice is shaking, hands flicking your nipples messy and harsh as he speaks. "Look what a mess you're making. You're leaking everywhere. You want it badly right? Don't think about it and cum. Cum as much as you want. Cum for me,"

The last words are the ones to snap the thread inside of you.

Your brain bluescreens as your body seizes before finally, finally giving you the orgasm you've been chasing. You smash your lips against Togame's as your spine arches off the bed, thrashing in place. Something in you undoes - and you feel a wet rush spray from between your legs at the same time your orgasm hits. Your mind feels completely and utterly blanked. Your body is in total rapture, uncontrollable pleasure fucking your brain until you're stupid and slack jawed. It feels so good, so so good. You didn't know anything could ever feel that good in your life. It's scary.

You feel like you could get addicted. Your high rides out for much longer than ever before. In between sloppy kisses, you say the same words over and over and over. Togame grips you close to him as you do.

"Jo," You mutter. "Thank you, thank you, thank you—feels so fffucking good, fuck. I can't, I can't. Off, off. 's too much, I'll pee."

Instead of turning it off, he turns the vibration up by one. Your eyes fly open as you gasp, words rushed. Panicked.

"I can't," You swear, looking at him for mercy. His face is flushed. "I can't, Jo-chan, I'll cum again, I'll—"

"Cum." He says, demands - voice rougher than you've heard it all night. "I know you can. Cum,"

On demand practically, your legs seize up and you cum again a second time in near succession. You feel so fucking incredible you think you're going to die.

"Fuck!"

You squirt again, body nearly giving out as more short spurts soak your sheets and mattress. Your pussy is pulsing in the after math, trembling and clenching so violently. You whine loudly as Togame stops the vibration and pulls the toy out, shivering as it catches on your tight hole before coming out of it with a soft pop.

Your legs are twitching.

Even though Togame has no more reason to kiss you he does. And even though you're well past the point of needing to kiss him back, you do more affectionately than any time prior.

"You made me feel so good it's freaking me out." You admit, shaking uncontrollably.

Togame pauses before breaking out into genuine laughter. He kisses your head, arm wrapping around your shoulders until you're hugged against him.

"You were so sexy like that."

You blink at him, face flushed.

"Sexy?"

"I was really hard seeing you cum," He says, casually looking down. "I didn't know you could be cute and ask for kisses. You're usually more—"

You put a hand over his mouth.

"Whatever you're gonna say shut up,"

He just smiles, cheek against your hair. "I'm glad you got to feel good."

"What about you?" You mumble, feeling your heart pick up just asking. "Are you still hard? I feel like I should pay you back somehow,"

He looks at you seriously. "Do you know what you're implying?"

You fold a little but nod anyway. "Yeah."

"Do you really? The monk thing is a joke, you know. If you offer something like that, I won't be able to stop."

"It's fine," You say confidently before adding, much quieter. "I r-really want to do... it with you."

Togame pauses before kissing you deeply. Your whole body feels molded to him now.

"Damn it." He looks down at you, black hair sticking to his skin. You wanna feel his undercut with your hands in his hair. "You know this ain't normal between friends, right?"

"Uhm, yeah? I figured."

"Don't go around getting help from anyone."

You shake your head. "It's only 'cause it's you."

He scrubs a hand over his face and laughs. "You don't need to stir me up anymore. I'm already hard enough. Can't keep my composure at all."

You tilt your head in confusion. Togame just sighs.

"Don't worry about it." He says, shaking his head. "How soon can I get my thanks?"

Your eyes widen as you clench again. "Uhm. Now, if you want it."

He grins a little lazy, eyes swimming with adoration.

"I do," He hums, laying back as you get up from where you've been laying. "Come over here and let me touch you properly then."

"Is that what you really want?"

You climb ontop of him, bare naked almost as your hoodie falls back down over your torse. Togame slides the fabric up and gives you a meaningful look.

"More than anything,"

absolut. | midoriya izuku x uraraka ochako x reader x bakugo katsuki | bnha

warnings: 18+! college au, orgy, cucking (kinda), alcohol consumption, dubcon (bc of the alcohol), oral, vaginal sex, anal (and other butt stuff), cum eating, double penetration, fluff

word count: 7.3k

a/n: i have been working on this for a long time @ writers who write fast pls show me your ways so im stoked to share this piece of filth with you! hope you enjoy! big thanks to my wife @rat-suki for loving deku and @bakatenshii & @blahkugo for screaming about it with me on discord ♡︎

“Hey,” Ochako whispers, nudging you with an elbow. “Wanna hear a secret?”

You glance up at your lecturer, standing blandly up at the podium, waffling on about some quantitative study he participated in as a student, and sink down in your chair, leaning towards her. “Always,” you grin.

She mirrors you, shuffling closer, cheeks pink, lower lip taught between her teeth. “Deku and I are fuck buddies, ” she whispers in your ear, her crass wording and heady tone heating your face.

“What?” Is all you can whisper back, blinking owlishly at her.

“Yeah, for two months now.” She’s clearly thinking about him, eyes glassed over, dreamy grin on her face as she tucks some hair behind her ear. “Sometimes we meet between classes and do it in the third floor unisex bathroom.”

“Ocha—“ you almost gasp, glancing this way and that to make sure you haven’t garnered any unwanted attention. “Are you insane? If you get caught, you’re gonna be—“

“Shh, it’s okay, we’re really careful.” Her hand falls to your knee, slowly drags up to the hem of your jean shorts.

Your heart races.

You send her— your closest friend since attending University— a sideways glance, and she squeezes your flesh, sending a wave of unease and excitement up your spine.

She leans close then, strawberry glossed lips ghosting your ear. “Wanna join?”

☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆

You must be mad.

Insane.

Out of your mind.

Because why else would you be following Ochako to a hotel, overnight bag packed, assignments long forgotten on your laptop back at the dorm?

Her fingers— interlocked with your own— squeeze your hand, and she smiles brightly at you, silently calming the ricochet of your heart behind your rib cage as you walk through the foyer of the hotel, beelining it straight for the elevator.

“Floor 14,” she says to herself as you settle towards the back of the space, her fingertip illuminating the number bright red on the keypad. “You’re super nervous, huh?” She smiles, turning to face you.

“I mean… yes.” You glance away from her, eyes on your yellow vans. “Also, it’s not... weird for you? Aren’t you in love with him?”

She taps her chin, leans on the adjacent wall. “Yeah, but… we both have certain fantasies that can’t be fulfilled with just the two of us.”

Your heart thuds as the elevator dings, doors sliding open to an empty hallway, mirror on the wall, fake plants on the buffet below it. Ochako grabs your hand again, presses her lips to your cheek.

“You can just watch if you’re too nervous.” She whispers. “It’s just me and Deku.” Her words are comforting, and you find yourself following along with her as she checks her phone, scrolling through her exchange with him for the room number.

Each step down the hall intensifies your anxiety, the anticipation weighing on your lungs like the up, up, up of a roller coaster— what’s it gonna feel like when you’re falling?

“Here.” She beams, sliding her phone into her pocket and squeezing your hand again. “Ready?” She asks, auburn eyes shining in excitement.

Words fail you, but you smile tightly, give her a short nod, then she’s knocking on the door. Seconds later, it opens a little, Deku’s emerald eyes softening at the sight of Ochako, widening exponentially at the sight of you.

Like your arrival is a surprise, or something.

“I brought her,” Ochako smiles, pulling you close and wrapping her arms around you, smushing her cheek against your own affectionately.

“But,” comes Deku’s voice, his head turning to glance over his shoulder. He keeps the door closed, not making room for the two of you to enter. “I thought I was bringing the plus one?” His voice is hushed, a light blush dusting beneath his freckles.

It gets quiet then. Too quiet.

“I’ll go home—“ you start, pulling away from your friend, confused and embarrassed and completely out of place.

“What? No, stay!” Ochako pleads, holding you tightly, frown falling on Deku. “You said I could choose!” She says a little too loud, then in an instant, Deku’s flustered. “Yeah, but you said you didn’t trust anyone enough— Ah, just come in.” He opens the door then, and you see why he’s hesitant to show the two of you what’s on the other side of it.

Bakugo Katsuki, the quarterback with the 4.0 gpa, is leaning on the back of the sofa, crimson glare widening at the sight of you both entering the room.

“Bakugo?” Ochako gawks, pulling you in behind her so Deku can shut the door.

“He’s the one person I trust with my life.” Deku mumbles, sliding a hand around her waist, nuzzling his nose in the crook of her neck.

“You said pink cheeks,” Bakugo sneers, eyes fixed on you. “Didn’t say anything about the frightened rabbit.”

“I can’t believe— out of all of your friends— you’d bring Bakugo in on this—“ Ochako nudges away from Deku, eyes falling on you. “You okay?”

“Huh? Oh, yeah, peachy.”

“Ah, I’m sorry, just— just gimme a sec.” She kisses your hand, then drops it, grabs Deku’s shirt, and leads him past Bakugo. “Let’s go talk on the balcony.”

The glass doors slide shut and the air in the room thickens. You stare at your feet— doing your best not to make eye contact with Bakugo— and focus on breathing steadily, trying to calm the thump of your heart.

“At least sit down.” The blonde says, making you jump a little.

He’s not overly fond of your reaction.

“Tch, come on, I’m in the same boat as you; think I wanna fuck a chick that looks at me the way she did? I thought she knew I was coming.” He pushes away from the couch and squats at the mini bar. You watch him, the way his shirt clings to the prominent muscles along his back, his broad shoulders. “Vodka?” He asks, not looking at you.

“Huh?” You reply slowly, earning an eye roll from the quarterback.

“Just take this, dumbass.” He says, holding up a little bottle for you, shaking it in the air. You drop your bag and hurry to take it— not wanting to irritate him further—then eye off the 1.7 ounce bottle.

Absolut Vodka.

“You should drink it,” he stands, cracks open a little honey-coloured bottle for himself. “If they’re voting someone off the island, it’s not gonna be you, and you look nervous as fuck.” He takes a mouthful and winces. “You sure you came here for a threesome?”

“You act like it’s a crime to be nervous.” You mumble, twisting the tiny silver lid until it snaps off, eyes meeting his in a nervous glance.

“Yeah but if you’re stuck between pink cheeks and shitty Deku, there’s not much to be scared of, is there?” He eyes you off, takes another sip from the bottle.

You mirror him, downing half of the little bottle, your pride helping you suppress the need to cough your guts up; your eyes water, and he smirks.

“You were at her Halloween party last year, the pink playboy bunny, right?” He says, eyes dropping to your thighs, then back up to your face.

You’re about to reply when the doors slide back open. “Alright, fine,” Ochako sighs, stopping in her tracks when she’s sees the two of you standing less than five feet apart, conversing. Large hands slide down her arms, and Deku rests his chin on her head, wrapping his arms around her middle.

Her face flushes.

“I, uh,” you speak up, taking a breath as you glance between the lovers, Bakugo’s eyes boring holes into the side of your head. “I’ll leave if I’m intruding. I’m super nervous and inexperienced, and I’d hate to like, uh, slow down your night with my fumbling, or something.”

Ochako gasps. “What? No—“

“Pussy trumps cock, no matter how experienced the user of the cock is.” Bakugo finishes his little bottle, screws the lid back on. “I’ll go.”

“Wait, Kacchan, no, stop. No ones going.” Deku laughs, pressing a kiss to Ochako’s hair, and stepping around her. “The more, the merrier, right?” He beams, winking at you as he passes, swinging open the door of the bar fridge.

“Yeah, I mean, if you’re comfortable, I feel like I can cross a lot off my bucket list with you both here.” Ochako smiles— mostly at you— as she unzips her jacket, shrugging it off and tossing it over the back of the couch. “Are you okay with that?”

You take a deep breath and down the rest of the bottle, but before you can say anything, it’s pinched from your hand, and replaced with another. “Go make yourself comfortable on the sofa.” Deku smiles warmly, hands pressing into you, ushering you towards your best friend.

“Take this off,” she giggles, tugging at your hoodie.

“What? It’s cold in here!” You object with nervous laughter, remembering the teeny tiny tank top you’ve got tucked into your shorts. Still, she manages to wrestle it from your head, her eyes falling to your cleavage, bulging a little at the sight.

“Why are you always wearing baggy clothes when you look like this?” She pushes you to the sofa, straddles you and presses her forehead to yours. “You can leave if you want, but I’d really like you to stay.” She whispers, breath hot on your ear. “What do you wanna do?”

Your eyes flicker over to the boys— both watching, though they’re pretending not to—before you’re looking back at Ochako, large eyes pleading with you to stay.

Which is what you’d psyched yourself up for, until you’d seen the extra.

Why the hell is Bakugo’s inclusion making you so damn nervous?

“I’ll watch for a bit and see,” you mumble, your whole body almost vibrating in embarrassment, the anxiety and anticipation from earlier curling up your spine, settling in your throat.

“Yay!” Ochako cheers, and seconds later she’s hoisted from you, giggling like crazy as Deku throws her onto the bed and crawls over her, ravishing her in kisses.

You watch as he pulls her shirt up, licking and kissing at her stomach, trailing down, down, down—

Embarrassed, you glance away, find Bakugo’s eyes are already on you. You look down to your knees, feel his eyes on you for a moment longer, before he looks back to the lovers on the bed.

Ochako’s clothes start hitting the floor, her moans of pleasure filling the space; you watch on in silence— thighs pressed together and lip between your teeth— suppressing the urge to rub yourself over your shorts or run away.

Deku’s got her legs over his shoulders, his mouth on her pussy, and she’s doing her best to muffle her moans— her fingers stuffed in her mouth. He’s eating her out like it’s the last meal he’s gonna have, and when he slips two fingers into her wet cunt, her hips buck off the bed, both hands fisting in the sheets as she cums all over her fuck-buddy’s face.

A tiny gasp escapes your lips and the anxiety you were feeling slowly peels away. Is it because sometime before her orgasm you downed the other bottle of Absolut? Or because you want that? You want to be pinned down and ravaged until you’re shaking and crying; you wanna finally understand what it feels like to be completely undone at the hands of someone else.

Deku sits up, tears off his shirt and wipes his face with it, looking over at Bakugo. “Told ya she squirts.” He grins boyishly, throwing the shirt at him. “You okay?” He asks, turning to you, his face flushed with excitement.

You nod shyly as he sits up on his knees, works his pants down his thick thighs, eyes still on you.

“Don’t look at her like that, dumbass.” Bakugo spits, tearing his shirt over his head and pushing his jeans down his legs. “She’s clearly a virgin; don’t go pressuring her to do something she’s not ready for.” The way his eyes narrow say he’s baiting you, that he wants you to bite back and dive into bed with them, but you’re not quite there yet, so you just look down at your lap, pretend you don’t notice.

“B-be nice, Bakugo.” Ochako’s practically winded from her orgasm, glaring at him as she perches up on her elbows. “She’s not a virgin, and she’d probably be on the bed with us already if you weren’t here.”

“Right, so you want me gone, huh?” He asks sarcastically, rubbing his length through his briefs.

Shit, you need another drink.

“You’re only needed for like two or three things, then you’re free to go.” She sasses, poking her tongue at him.

“Is one of those things my dick in your mouth while your boyfriend fucks your greedy little hole?” He asks, cocky grin spreading across his face.

Fuck.

You want him to fuck your greedy little hole.

You get up and brush past him to the mini bar, taking out another Absolut, and downing it right there. “Alright, I’m ready.” You hiss, pulling your tank top out of your jean shorts and tugging it over your head. “Where do you want me?”

“Jesus, are you sure you don’t want one more?” Bakugo chuckles, watching as you slide your shorts down your thighs, leaving your underwear on.

“Really?” Ochako asks, sitting up.

“I’ve always wanted two hot girls to suck me off at the same time.” Deku says, eyes firmly on you. “If you’re up for it?” He slides off the bed and pushes the rest of his clothes off, steps out of them, weeping cock slapping against his abdomen with a wet smack.

“It’ll probably be a little easier if you’re sitting on the bed, Izu.” Ochako smiles, eyes glancing over to you, then back to him. “I’ve always wanted to try it too, actually.”

Deku says something else to her then, but you’re distracted by the man standing next to you. The famous footy player, the brains and the brawn, all corded muscle and tanned skin, his eyes drinking you in, despite him coming here to rail Ochako.

“Looks like the virgin gets to join in first.” You poke your tongue at him, and Ochako chuckles.

“Yeah, virgin, okay.” She rolls her eyes, smiling brightly at Deku as he laughs with her.

“Compared to you! Meeting in the toilets for quickies.” You pout, crossing your arms.

“You told her?” Deku murmurs, ruffling her fringe from her face. He doesn’t seem mad, more… curious.

“What toilets?” Bakugo frowns, annoyed and left out.

“Ahh, well—“

“Third floor, they’re barely used.” Ochako follows her lover with her eyes as he sits against the bed head, then she crawls up to sit obediently between his spread legs. They look so natural together, eye each other so trustingly. Are they really just sex friends? “Wow, Izu, it’s so hard.” She breathes, dainty fingers wrapping the meaty girth of his cock, pumping it loosely.

“Come on, I won’t bite,” Deku holds a hand out for you to take, smiling gently. Your worries bubble away as you slowly breathe out and look into his darkened emerald eyes, knees hitting the bed as you lean forward to place your fingers in his hand.

With more strength than you thought he had, he pulls you close, clothed breasts hitting his freckled chest, thick, veiny, scarred arm wrapping around your waist, his free hand tilting your chin up so you look him in the eye.

“Stop staring at her, Izu,” Ochako whispers, her fingertips dragging gently across your tummy before she hugs you, her lips pressing to your cheek.

“Kiss her properly,” he urges you, eyes half-lidded, tongue snaking out to wet his sex-bruised lips.

Her mouth is like nothing you’ve ever felt on your own: soft, plump, sensual. The kiss is slow— a deliberate show of lips and spit— special, just for Deku. Surprisingly, you’re the first to slide your tongue into her mouth, hungry for more, begging her to reciprocate, to help soothe the need quickly bleeding into your belly.

“Shit, Kacchan, c’mere,” Deku urges, and the bed dips behind you. “Show him, too.” He says, pressing a kiss to Ochako’s cheek, running calloused fingers up your back. Your hands rest on her thighs, hers on your waist, and you barely register Deku unclasp your bra, before he’s tugging it gently down your arms.

Ochako moans then, hands sliding up to cup at your tits, the kiss deepening, her teeth scraping your lower lip as you gasp, her little fingers tweaking and rolling your nipples

“Fuck,” Bakugo rasps, your watery eyes gazing over at him. He rubs at his briefs, eyes glued to Ochako’s hands as they fondle you, a sense of power blooming within you at the look on his usually snarling face.

“Yeah, fuck,” Deku agrees, taking your chin in two fingers and pulling you towards him, pressing his lips to yours as he guides his girlfriend down to his dripping cock. His mouth is bitter with the taste of Ochako, but you suck his tongue when he loses it into your mouth regardless, desperate for more. He draws away from you, thumb pulling your lower lip down, baring your teeth to him. “Wanna use these pretty lips on my cock?” He asks, eyes on your mouth as he manipulates your flesh some more.

You just nod, gaze half-lidded, and his face breaks into a smile, large hand petting you as you slide down his toned body until you’re eye-to-eye with your best friend, eyes glued to her as she licks wet stripes up and down his thick cock.

It’s not the first cock you’ve sucked, but it’s definitely the girthiest; head an angry shade of purple, shaft littered with a light dusting of freckles, like the rest of him.

“Lick him with me,” Ochako whispers, linking fingers with you, before taking his head in her mouth. Your pussy clenches at the groan he sighs, and you waste no more time, tongue poking out to test the feel of his shaft as you wriggle back a bit more to settle on your tummy.

“That’s…” Bakugo hisses, voice tight, seemingly unable to find the words to describe what he’s seeing happen to his best friend and rival, right in front of his eyes.

You lower your head, drooling all over his sack as Ochako deep throats him, before taking a ball into your mouth and marvelling at the choking sound he makes as his hips involuntary buck at the sensation. She pops off his cock and you share a smile, then you’re both sucking his shaft, tongues grazing and saliva mingling as he breathes heavily.

“It’s… God, it’s too much,” He breathes, straining voice a hiss as he watches you both, fists grabbing desperately at the sheets either side of his hips.

Thick fingers dip into the elastic of your underwear at your lower back, and your attention is diverted for a moment as you watch Bakugo stare hungrily at your ass as he pulls your panties down your thighs. “Focus.” He clips, slapping your cheek with a firm hand, before massaging the globes in his palms, fingers digging into the flesh.

“Ochako,” Deku huffs, a hand going to her hair. “I’m gonna cum,” he almost whines, dark eyes pleading with her for something unknown to you.

“Okay, it’s okay,” she hushes, pressing a finger to your lips. “Suck.” She orders with a grin. You obey immediately, a little confused as you swirl your tongue around the pad of her finger, until it’s taken from your mouth and pressed to the puckering hole beneath his heavy sack and your panties are tugged the rest of the way down your legs.

“M-my balls,” he begs, spurring you to run your tongue along them, give them attention as Ochako wriggles her finger into his ass and seals her lips over his tip. He heaves another groaning sigh, eyes unable to stray away from the two of you, a rippling shudder tearing through him as you suck the other ball into your mouth.

Bakugo traces a finger up the lips of your sex, your back going rigid as you moan and press back against him, your mouth still full, nails digging into the flesh of Deku’s thighs. He says something you can’t comprehend, then Deku’s tensing, his balls contracting, Ochako squeezing her eyes shut as he blows his load down her throat.

Before you can do anything else, your tugged backwards by the hips, ass flush with Bakugo’s clothed cock as he ruts against you, teasing you with his length. You can’t help the butterflies that swirl in your stomach as you glance back at him— football superstar Bakugo Katsuki—his eyes blown wide with lust as he looks at you.

You.

“No way,” Ochako warns, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, glassy eyes on Bakugo. “It’s not your turn yet, extra.” She snips.

“You came, he came,” he grabs your arm and pulls your body up, your back flush with his chest. “It’s only fair that one of us is next.” Both of his hands play with your nipples, lips coming to your neck, teeth dragging across your pulse point, making you shudder.

“Yeah, her.” She says, eyes betraying her heated tone as she watches Bakugo’s fingers tweak at your nipples, your hands reaching behind you to grips at his briefs for some semblance of balance.

“That was amazing,” Deku smiles, chest flushed with heat, gleam in his eye. “What’s next?”

Your head is spinning, mind going numb as Bakugo sucks and licks at your skin, eyes screwing shut and head falling back onto his shoulder as his fingers trail down your front, inching closer and closer to your sweet spot, your heart thundering in your ears.

“Fuck me,” you hear Ochako say— probably to Deku, considering the tone of her voice— but you feel her dainty hands on your thighs, eyes snapping open to see her lips wrap around one of your nipples.

“Ocha—” you squeak, but she sends you a heated look, sucks and licks feverishly at your chest. Bakugo’s chest rumbles against your back in a growl, cock grinds between your cheeks, hands holding you by the hips, keeping you still, long fingers positively bruising.

“Lay her down,” Ochako says to him, taffy eyes glaring past you to look at him, before her focus softens on you. “I’m gonna lick your pussy while Izu fucks me. Is that okay?”

“Ah, yeah,” you nod, embarrassed even considering the events that have already unfolded. Ochako squeaks in delight and turns to relay the information to Deku, and you’re sinking down onto your ass, kicking your legs out as Bakugo does the same behind you; his broad chest a wall for you to lean against.

“Bout to get eaten out by your best friend,” he whispers in your ear, heated and cocky. “How’s that feel?”

Your face burns, “if I weren’t here, it woulda been you with Izuku’s balls in your mouth.” You do your best to snap back, but your voice is hoarse, hands resting on his as he runs them up your thighs and spreads your legs apart.

“Fat chance,” he snorts, chuckling as he rests his chin on your shoulder, eyes wandering down your exposed skin greedily.

“Kinda glad we messed up, huh baby?” Deku grins, kissing at Ochako’s neck before she can fall into position between your legs.

She replies something breathy, but you’re too caught up in Bakugo: his fingers on your thighs, thumbs grazing the sensitive skin at your hip dips, then inwards, dangerously close to the sensitive lips of your sex as Ochako watches intently.

Then her soft fingers are drawing up your legs, and your eyes shoot down to hers, your breath catching in your throat.

“You can back out,” she says gently, giving you one last chance to bolt. But Deku catches your eye, on his ass behind her, watching with baited breath as she crawls up to you, and you can feel Bakugo’s body ready and waiting behind you.

And it makes you feel powerful.

“Are you sure you wanna do this?” You ask, tossing the proverbial ball into her court.

“To be honest? I’ve been waiting for this for a long time,” she bats her lashes up at you and your breath hitches, her petal lips kissing the inside of your knee as she closes in on you, as she slides up so close you can feel her cool breath on the heated skin by your folds.

“Fuck,” slips from Bakugo’s lips, his hands sliding up to slowly squeeze your breasts as Ochako’s fingers toy with your outer labia, her tongue peeking from between pink lips as she surveys your sex like it’s the most interesting thing she’s ever seen.

“You’ve got a pretty pussy,” she grins, licking her lips. You’re momentarily distracted when Deku starts pumping himself in his fist, eyes glued to the both of you, but seconds later that little tongue is licking a tentative stripe up your slit, and her manicured nails are digging into the meat of your thighs.

“Oh, my god…” you breathe, slamming your eyes shut, head falling back against Bakugo as you fight to keep your legs splayed. It tickles, she’s kitten licking you, lapping at your cunt as she explores it, curiosity out-weighting the need to get you off.

“Feel good?” Comes Bakugo’s rumbling voice. You open your eyes and glance sideways at him, annoyed that he knows you wanna beg for more, for harder, for faster. “Tell her what you need,” he urges.

“I-I’m gonna put it in,” Deku stammers, your attention flying back to him, to the angry blush on his face and chest, the way his hand sprawls Ochako’s lower back as he pumps himself with the other.

“I thought it’d taste weird,” she blinks up at you, “but you taste good—”

“Oh my god, Ochako, please—” you begin, mortified, only for her to press her open mouth against you and start tonguing at your entrance, your plea rising into a longing moan as pleasure rockets through your veins. Your eyes roll and you slam a hand to your mouth, only to have it torn away and pinned to your thigh by one of Bakugo’s, his other hand tilting your face towards him, his tongue snaking into your mouth.

Then Ochako’s moaning, the vibrations sending shivers up your spine as the sensation of two tongues inside you at the same time has you both tensing and melting simultaneously. Ochako’s nails grind into your skin as your toes flex, and you vaguely begin to hear Deku’s slow grunts, feel the rhythmic pressing of her face against your cunt as she’s fucked into you.

Your arms move to loop around Bakugo’s neck, but he’s inching away from you, taking your hands in his and laying you down as he slides off the bed, tugging you so your head is hanging off the edge a little. One of his hands leaves yours and he’s thumbing at your mouth, drawing saliva from your bottom lip and spreading it around, eyes half-lidded.

You know what he wants; you can see how hard he is, even upside down. His thumb slips into your mouth and you suck on it, tongue lathing lazily, your free hand reaching his briefs and palming him to the same rhythm as your tongue on his thumb. A taste of what’s to come.

“Yeah?” Ruby eyes stare down at you, and he takes his thumb back, poising to rid himself of his underwear.

“Mmm,” you mumble back, licking your lips, throwing your head back further and opening your jaw to him, giving him easier access to your throat.

“Fuck,” he breathes, hastily dropping his dacks, long, thick cock bobbing free, pumping it slowly with his strong fingers. “So fucking sexy,”

You just laugh in return, reaching for his hips as he closes in on you, as he rubs that smooth, spongey head of his cock across your smiling lips. Your tongue snakes out to taste him— salty, bitter, all man— and you purr, nails digging into his ass, as he slowly slides in.

Ochako’s tongue slips out of your cunt and she purses her lips around your clit, your whole body tensing just as his thick— shit, so thick— cock hits the back of your throat, a needy whine unable to escape your chest.

“G-god,” comes from Deku’s mouth, “put your… f-fingers inside her, baby,” he pants between breathy moans. “M-make her cum.”

“S-slower, Izu—“ she groans back, finally giving your pussy a break, head bobbing up before resting on your heated thigh. “‘m s-so close,”

“Ah, hold out, pink cheeks,” Bakugo grunts, thick fingers bracing himself under your jaw, his thumbs behind your ears. “You’re the one who said it was her turn; make true on that, huh?”

“You’re such a—“

Another squeal lodges in your throat when her face is pushed— hard— against your pussy, bitter laughter flowing from Bakugo’s lips, and a needy, drawn out whine, pulling from Deku’s.

“‘ts it, baby,” Deku grinds out, voice gravelly as she starts to work your cunt again, tongue thick and sloppy against your core. “G-god you look so sexy eating her out. R-right Kacchan?”

“Shut up, Deku, f-fuck—“ Bakugo hisses, going deep— too deep— his heavy balls slapping against your nose, your forehead; tears escape the corners of your eyes, travel down your forehead and get lost in your hairline.

Ochako breaks away from you again, a high-pitched whine sliding from her lips, “c-cumming!” And she’s collapsing against your leg again, her heaving breaths filling the room along with Bakugo’s grunts.

But then she’s moving—you can’t see shit— and she’s either recovered, or that’s Deku’s mouth tonguing your cunt, his thick fingers working their way into your sloppy little hole, wriggling around until you—

“Mmmph!” you tense up, and Bakugo eases up on the face-fucking, slides out of you and slaps his heavy cock against your cheek. “N-no, if you do th-that—“ you whine desperately, propping yourself up on your elbows and staring helplessly down at Deku, who’s fingers are moving inhumanly quick, green eyes staring up at you as his mouth finds your clit.

Bakugo swallows your sob with his lips, his hands smoothing hair from your face as he kneels next to you on the bed, probably trying to distract you from the magic Deku’s working between your legs.

“B-Bakugo, I’m—’m gonna—“ you reach for him, tears in your eyes as Deku kisses your skin; your stomach, your ribs, a nipple’s sucked into his mouth.

“Get back down there,” Bakugo grunts, pushing at his mop of green hair, but you’re wriggling out of the blonde’s grasp, thighs clamping around Deku’s wrist as your orgasm slams into you, back arching, heels of your hands pressing into your eyes as you moan and gasp, waves of ecstasy rolling through your bones.

“You fuckwit!” Bakugo hisses, white-knuckling the sheets, glare fixed on Deku.

“Aw, c’mon, Kaachan, she can go more than once,” Deku laughs from above you, taking your shaky wrists in his big hands. “You okay?” He asks, voice soft, soothing, calming.

“I,” you start, nodding, wiping tears from your face, “y-yeah,”

“Yeah? Move.” Bakugo growls, barreling into Deku, pushing him—laughing— off of you, so Bakugo can man-handle you, picking you up and walking backwards to the couch, sitting down and helping you straddle him.

“Izu, ‘m tired,” comes a groggy moan from Ochako; Deku soothes her with some shushing and soft mouth noises, but Bakugo doesn’t let you rest.

“Shitty fucking Deku,” he mumbles, fisting his cock in his hand, “you want a real orgasm?” He asks, pulling you out of your post-orgasmic haze, laughter bubbling up your throat.

“I’m pretty sure I just had one?” You lean towards him, wrapping your arms around his neck as you slide your body closer to his—breasts to chest—a smile growing on your face as you register the blush dusting his, his little pout. “I bet,” you kiss his cheek, his jaw, his neck, “that you wanna cum, hm?”

A guttural groan slides from his throat when you lean back and your smaller hand wraps around his; then you’re guiding the angry tip of his cock towards your sex, sliding it against your slippery folds as you raise your hips, tongue wetting your lips.

“Hurry up,” he huffs, jutting his hips up, far too impatient for his own good.

“Just be happy I’m letting you do me raw, footy jerk,” you snip, before the head of his cock catches against your hole and you begin to lower your hips, gasping and gnawing at your bottom lip as he slowly stretches you open.

You’re almost flush with his thighs when hands ghost over your ass and lips press to the back of your neck. Your head reels around to meet green eyes, before shooting to the bed and surveying your best friend’s sleeping form, her head on the pillow, blanket draped over her naked body.

“What are you doing?” You whisper as his hands wander, his lips quirking into a grin.

“She’s asleep, it’s fine,” he assures you, adding: “we’re not technically dating, so don’t worry.”

“Deku, if you fuck this up for me, I’m shoving your stupid fucking head down the toilet,” Bakugo growls, pulling you back against his chest, one hand fisting your hair, the other hovering protectively over your back as he thrusts the rest of his dick up into your cunt.

You yelp—feeling far too full— but Deku just laughs at his childhood friend’s inability to share, “I just want to play with her ass, Kacchan; ‘s that okay?”

“God, I— I don’t wanna hear your fucking voice,” he snaps, tugging your head back by your hair and crashing his lips to yours, swallowing your wanton moans and cries as he takes over the sliver of control you had being on top, and thrusts up into you.

It’s dizzying, intoxicating. Bakugo’s hands are rough and forceful, his cock still stretching you, the ridges and veins touching parts of you that have never been so stimulated, his tongue bullying yours in the best way. Then Deku reminds you he’s there, wet finger prodding at your asshole, rubbing around your rim gently, slowly— so very slowly— pressing the tip in, breaching the tight ring of muscle.

“So… damn tight,” he breathes, lips tickling your ear as Bakugo throws his head back against the sofa with a needy whine.

“I can,” he gasps, red eyes glaring past you to where Deku’s breathing on your neck. “I can feel your fucking finger,”

“Is it good?” He asks, wriggling what feels like another finger— slick with something slimier than spit— into your ass.

“Ahn… T-too much—“ you gasp, nails digging into Bakugo’s shoulders, clawing into his back as you struggle to get closer to him, trying to escape the intrusion behind you.

But Bakugo’s laughing, his hands groping and spreading your asscheeks, slowing the heavy snap of his hips as Deku writhes his fingers, before he adds a third.

“N-no…” you whine, Bakugo attacking your neck with warm, wet kisses and slow, deliberate bites that are surely gonna show for days after this. “Oh— oh my god, please...” You sob, both men halting their actions to soothe you with gentler kisses, softer, more tender.

“Can—“ Deku starts, takes a deep breath against the shell of your ear. “Can I fuck your ass?”

For some reason, you look to Bakugo for the green light, eyes wide, brows tented in a silent plea.

“Be fucking gentle,” the blonde hisses at his friend. “Don’t think I won’t punch you in your shitty fucking face.”

“Okay,” Deku breathes, beginning to thrust his fingers again, “alright…” he mumbles, stretching you out. “It’s okay, I’ll b-be gentle,” he whispers, voice going even lower as he mutters soft words against your spine, sending goose flesh across your skin. “Kacchan, I— I can feel your dick inside her,” he adds, voice wavering.

“Fuck,”

“B-Bakugo,” you almost sob— still warming his cock— overcome with the need to cum, your orgasm so close it hurts, Deku’s thick digits stuffing you full. “Y-you gotta fuck me… f-fast,” you plead, squirming in his hands, rocking your hips best you can with Deku’s fingers in your ass. “Wanna cum…”

“I think she’s ready,” Deku groans, slipping his fingers out, before sliding them back in, giving the three digits a twist. “Can you feel that, Kacchan?”

You gasp and cling to Bakugo as he takes his fingers out slowly and presses the plane of his chest to your back, “I’ve wanted to do this for so long,” he breathes, kissing your shoulder, the back of your neck.

“Anal?”

“No,” he laughs at Bakugo’s question. “Chako and I do it all the ti—“

“Yeah, I don’t care?” The blonde cuts him off gruffly.

Deku chuckles, “you asked, though?”

“C-can— god, please do something!” You whine, frustration taking over, nails digging into Bakugo’s traps as you rock your hips, your mound grinding against his pubes.

“Sorry sweetheart,” Bakugo grunts, lifting your hips and slamming you back down, eliciting a yelp from your throat as his cockhead slams against your cervix. “Got a little distracted by this... asshat.”

“I’m gonna,” Deku breathes, rubbery cock sliding against your asshole. “Put it in..?” He asks, unsure.

“You want it?” Bakugo asks, lifting you back up, holding you in suspense.

“Huh? I,” you glance back at Deku, see him crouching behind you, thick cock poised to slide into you, his wide eyes begging you to say yes.

“You gotta tell him you want it,” Bakugo breathes, lips against your cheek.

Your whole body is ablaze and you’re embarrassed, turned on, and still a little tipsy. It’s a situation you never thought you’d be in, but there’s a gnawing in the back of your brain that’s begging you to tell him—

“Fuck me, Midoriya,” you whisper, before turning back to Bakugo and pressing your mouth to his, your hands grasping the sides of his face before pulling away, “d-distract me?”

But Deku’s already pushing, the thick cock you were servicing earlier sliding slowly into your empty hole, Bakugo hissing as he feels him entering, pressing against his cock, pressing it more snugly against your g-spot.

“Oh my god,” you’re whining breathlessly, clutching onto Bakugo for dear life, unsure if you really like the intrusion, if the numb, pain-like sensation is really gonna get you off.

“Shit, it’s— it’s too fucking tight,”

“Y-yeah, I don’t know if I’ll be able to move, Kacchan,”

“Just—“ Bakugo takes a hand off your ass, runs it up your side and gently caresses your breast. “If you keep tensing up, it’s gonna hurt all of us,” he knocks his forehead against yours, meets your eyes. “Got it?”

“It’s… weir— Ah!” You yelp, Deku forcing himself in all at once, knocking you into Bakugo, pressing you into him, Deku’s front flush with your back.

“Ah, shit,” Bakugo hisses, your arms wrapping around his neck. “I’ll pull out… then when I push back in,”

“I’ll pull out; got it.” Deku finishes.

And even though you heard the exchange, feeling it is a completely different story.

“Ahn—n-no, I— I can’t, I can’t, this is too much, I’m gonna die!” You garble as they move in tandem, your already heated body starting to grow slick with sweat— both yours and theirs.

But you don’t really want them to stop because you’ve never felt so full in your life, never felt so good in your life. You never thought you’d hear Bakugo Katsuki grunting in your ear as he helps keep you up on your knees, his teeth and tongue grazing your jawline, as he fucks your pussy; never thought you’d have Midoriya Izuku gripping your hips so hard, whiny mouth sucking marks into your skin as his cock stretches your ass.

It’s too much. It’s too much, but Bakugo still finds the need to snake his hand down between your bodies, still feels he’s gotta play your clit like a fine-tuned instrument.

Tears and drool slip down your face, then you’re howling as pure, white-hot bliss has your whole body tensing, both men groaning hoarsely as you contract around them, fingers digging into your skin as their thrusts grow harder, sloppier, faster, then stop completely.

Your body is boneless, your fucked-out form collapsing against Bakugo with a contented sigh as Deku falls back onto his ass, the room suddenly silent.

“Want a water, Kacchan?” Deku asks moments later, only to be met with an affirmative grunt.

Then you feel something dribble out of you, slide down your thigh, “who,” you frown, clearing your scratchy throat, wobbly arms pushing you off of Bakugo. “Who came inside me?”

Bakugo does his best at trying to conceal a grin, large hands resting on your hips lifting you, his softening cock slipping out of your pussy, followed by another dribble. “Uh, we both did.” He says, sending you a half-sorry look.

“Ugh,” you spit, collapsing against him again. “That’s so gross.”

“‘ts okay,” Deku says, closer, resting a bottle of water on your head, which Bakugo quickly snatches away. “I’ve got this.”

Your core clenches when you feel Deku’s tongue slide up your inner thigh and slurp up the cum, Bakugo’s knees spreading further apart to accommodate his friend’s size. He’s moaning, and you’re watching him over your shoulder, face furiously hot as he loses himself in your creampie, tongue scooping up as much as he can, swallowing it with a moan.

“M-Midoriya, I can shower,” you mumble, ridiculously embarrassed, as Bakugo’s hands spread you apart.

“You like eating cum, huh, Deku?” The blonde grins, watching his friend with morbid curiosity.

Green eyes blink up at the two of you, “ah, I just wanted to try it.” He shrugs, a finger sliding back into your ass, sending you rigid, before he adds another and starts to scoop the cum out, licking his fingers and circling back to your cunt, sucking and licking Bakugo’s seed up as well.

“Oh..” you moan, embarrassed by how slow and deliberate he is, how gentle even his fingers are.

But before Deku can finish what he started, Bakugo stands, lifting you with him, Deku’s fingers slipping out of you. “Let’s do this in the shower, we’re all sweaty and I’m feeling left out.”

“But I’m tired,” you whine, nuzzling into the crook of his neck, weightless in his thick, corded arms.

“I’m… uh,” Deku chuckles, smiles nervously at you when you meet his gaze. “I’m hard again.”

You gape, bleary-eyed, up at Bakugo, and he grins, “if this loser’s goin again, so am I.”

☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆

For some reason, doing the walk of shame with Bakugo is worse than doing it alone. Everytime you look at him, you’re reminded of how you acted, what you did, how you did it.

The pair of you bolted from the room when Ochako woke up and found you all sitting on the balcony playing Never-Have-I-Ever, a very drunk Deku announcing his undying love for her— but can he fuck you again?

She said she didn’t mind.

So now, you’re walking through the city with a guy you thought wouldn't be caught dead talking to you, nervous energy pouring out of you in waves as you’re reminded of what happened in the room. As you overthink the million different ways you can gracefully accept him turning you down.

“Do you, uh,” he clears his throat, looks down at his phone screen. “Do you like pancakes?”

You blink at him.

“I—I mean, shit, uh, do you—“ a heavy sigh, “it’s 2am, are you hungry?” He manages to say, unable to look you in the eye.

“Uh, yeah,” you nod, your eyes darting between his pouty face and your shoes. “I could eat.”

He smiles, but it’s fleeting, like he doesn’t want you to know he’s actually glad you’re taking him up on his offer. “Cool,” he nods slowly, stepping closer to you, gaze dropping from your eyes to your lips, then back to his shoes. “Uh, I know a place.”

You can’t control the way your face heats, or the grin that grows on your lips when you notice the faint dusting of pink across his features. “Cool,” you say back, thinking how ridiculously backwards this seems.

“Cool,” he repeats, nodding, shoving his hands in his pockets and leading the way.

Cutest shit ive ever seen 🥺

I just like the idea of Dabi with small creatures.

We’re going to overlook the fact that the first cat looks like an actual gremlin because the second one looks at least a little closer. Animals really aren’t my strong suit.

If you’ve ever wondered what fics I’ve written that I’m particularly attached too… TAG GAME!

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Respectfully, Fuck off | College AU Megumi x Reader

Roommates | Modern College AU Sanemi x Reader

Pale Blue | Canon Universe Suguru x Preg! Reader

I don’t go back and reread my fics often, but I have gone back and reread these babies a handful of times

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hq headcannons mlist

all of my haikyuu headcannons (bc i ddint like my masterlists) 

all in chronological order :) 

everything else of haikyuu is here 

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Kinks- Ace edition <3 

genre: smut

characters:  Aran, Asahi, Bokuto, Iwaizumi, Sakusa, Terushima, and Ushijima

all of the aces and what i think their kinks are 

Poly Headcannons pt.1 <3 

genre: smut 

characters:  Kageyama & Hinata, Oikawa & Iwaizumi, Ushijima & Tendo, Sakusa & Atsumu, Kurro & Kenma, and finally Bokuto & Akaashi.

poly relationships with some of the HQ boys 

Middle blockers kinks <3

genre:smut 

characters:  Tsukishima Kei, Kuroo Tetsuro, Suna Rintaro, Satori Tendo, Taichi Kawanishi, Issei Matsukawa,  Takanobu Aone,, Shoyo Hinata, Lev Haiba Shugo Meian (MSBY captain), and Yutaro Kindaichi

as many middle blockers as i could think of and the kinks i think they’d have

Random Captain horny Hcs <3 

genre: smut 

characters: Bokuto, KIta, Ushijima, Oikawa, Daichi, Kuroo, Terushima, Daishou, Futakuchi

random headcannons about the captains, but they are horny

Kinks- Setters <3

genre: smut 

characters:  Kageyama Tobio, Oikawa Tooru, Sugawara Koshi, Atsumu Miya, Semi Eita, Shirabu Kenjiro, Kanji Koganegawa, Akaashi Keji, Kenma Kozume,  Yahaba Shigeru and  Keishin Ukai

the setters and their kinks 

Aftermath pt.1 <3

genre: smut 

characters:  ushijima, bokuto, iwaizumi, aran, miya twins, tendou, sakusa, and komori

what the aftermath of a steamy night with them would be 

Inarizaki horny headcannons pt.1 <3 

genre: smut 

characters: all of Inarizaki 

some random horny heeadcannons for the foxes 

Aftermath pt.2 <3

genre: smut 

characters:  matsukawa, suna, kyotani (daddy maddog), kuroo, daichi, oikawa, futakuchi

more aftermath, and my first request that’s crazyyy

Fake bang <3 

genre: fluffy crack

characters: The Miya Twins, Futakuchi, Oikawa, Tendou, Lev, Kuroo, Bokuto, Suna, Semi, Terushima, Noya, Tanaka, Iwaizumi, Komori, ft. Kyotani

who would fake bang you when you bend down

Proposals <3 

genre: fluff 

characters: MSBY 4 and the Alders 

how they would propose

Seijoh horny Hc’s

genre: smut 

characters: all of Aoba Johsai 

headcannons bit make them horny

Reverse Fake bang <3

genre: crack

characters: Miya Twins, Suna

you fake bang them back 

Short but fiesty s/o <3

genre: crack-ish 

characters:  Tsukishima, Kuroo, Atsumu, and Oikawa

tall boys get served by their s/o

Ploy Headcannons pt.2 <3 

genre: smut 

characters:  Oikawa & Ushijima, Hanamaki & Matsukawa, Suna & Osamu, Kita & Aran, iwaizumi & Kyotani, and Oikawa & Kageyama

poly relationships with more of the boys 

Thicc gf pt. 1 <3 

genre: smut/fluff 

characters:  Suna, Hinata, Iwaizumi, and Bokuto

its the title lol

MSBY horny Hc’s <3

genre: smut 

characters: MSBY 4, and hints of shugo meian

hc’s of the boys being horny

Masturbating to their s/o’s sent <3 

genre: smut 

characters:  iwaizumi, kenma, akaashi, and matsukawa

they get caught jacking to your sent 

Random nicknames they give you <3

genre: fluff 

character:  osamu, sakusa, ushijima, kageyama, bokuto, and tsukishima

little nicknames they bestow upon y/n

Little fluffy things <3

genre: fluff 

characters: a whole bunch, just almost al of them (not really but you get the point) 

fluffy hc’s of the boys 

Being too insecure to sit on their face<3 

genre: angst to smut 

characters:  Bokuto, Tendou, Atsumu, and Kuroo

the boys wanting to be crushed by your thighs

Little toxic things pt.1 <3  (the part two to this is on the other mlist) 

genre: angst 

this episode: bad relationships <3 

characters: oikawa,  sakusa, atsumu, suna 

toxic relationships </3 

Thicc gf pt.2 <3 

genre: smut 

characters:  Ushijima, Semi, Akaashi, Oikawa, Sugawara and Futakuchi

a part 2 of the boys having a thicc gf 

Soft Gf <3 

genre: bordering on fluff 

characters: Kageyama 

Kags with a soft and sweet gf

Thicc Gf pt.3 <3 

genre: smut 

characters:  kuroo, terushima, sakusa, daichi, Aone, Osamu, Kyotani, Kuguri

more thicc gfs for the boys 

Dry humping Pt.1 <3 

genre: smut 

characters:  tendou, suna, nishinoya, kenma, and iwaizumi 

they dry hump you in different situations

Deceiving looks gf <3 

genre: smut 

characters:  Kuroo, Bokuto, Iwaizumi, Konoha, Terushima, and Atsumu

they got a girl who looks like a bore but had a WAP (as she should) 

Latina gf <3 

genre: crack-ish

characters: Atsumu 

he has a Latina gf who has to show him everything

pregnant s/o <3 

genre: fluffy very slight angst 

characters:  suna, atsumu and kuroo

they get to take care of hormone ridden wife 

Getting carried away in front of the team<3 

genre: fluff/ smut 

characters:  kuroo, iwa, semi, sakusa and osamu

you get a bit carried away in congratulating them 

Cooing s/o <3

genre: fluff

characters:  kuroo, bokuto, semi, tsukishima, osamu and noya

you being all lovey-dovey with him 

Kenma having a gf with nice thighs & kags being jealous of noya and hinata or sleeping on manger-chan <3 

genre: fluff 

characters: Kenma, Kageyama (noya and Hinata mentioned) 

just some random crack 

Argentinian Pro Volleyball player gf <3 

genre: fluff 

characters: oikawa 

he gets a pretty understanding gf 

Little toxic things pt.2 <3 

genre: angst 

bad dynamics <\3 

charcters : the MSBY 4 

you ahve a bad relationship dynamic with an MSBY boy 

Dry humping Pt.2 

genre: smut 

characters:  kuroo, kags, daichi, bokuto and suga

more boys dry hump you

Calling them Pretty boy <3 

genre: cracky fluff 

characters: MSBY 4 and Osamu 

you call them pretty boy 

More Inarizaki horny hc’s <3 

genre: smut 

characters: all of inarizaki 

thye are more horny than the last

Shiratorizawa horny hc’s <3 

genre: smut 

characters: all of shiratorizawa

horny bois 

Reacting to smooth legs <3 

genre: fluffy crack 

characters:  oikawa suna kenma and tendou

they like your shaved legs 

Telling them you faked an orgasm </3

characters:  osamu, suna, akaashi and suga

how they’d react 

loves your scent <3 

genre: fluff

characters: Oikawa,Suna, Tendou, Akaashi, and Kenma

they love your shampoo 

trying yo make you blush<3  

genre: fluff 

characters: atsumu, oikawa, terushima, kuroo and suna

they they to make you blush but you aren’t going down that easily 

Parenting Hinata <3 

genre: fluff 

charaters: Bokuto and Hinata 

you and bokuto are like parents to hinata 

Ok Bunny!Deku and bunny!reader with Kiri owner! (CW tags: hybrid, heat, ABO if you squint, overstimulation, insinuating double penetration) 

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These "official" Shigaraki cosplay brings me so much joy

Go read an old fic.

There’s such recency bias in fandom. As an author you post something, get a few reactions, and then it goes off into the bin. As a reader you check the tags, see what’s new, and move on. But a lot of old stuff is really good. It’s just sitting there, gathering dust, waiting for someone to take a peek.

So go on. Treat yourself.

Read an old fic.

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Come Alive hawks x reader | dark content, noncon (fingering), yandere, mindbreak, abuse

Performance Review hawks x reader | daddy kink, exhibitionism, voyeurism, dumbification, misogyny

Provider hawks x reader | dark content, yandere, drugging, manipulation, abuse, mindbreak

Jackpot hawks x reader | dark content, yandere!hawks, bimbofication, dumbification, corruption, degradation, manipulation, gaslighting

Baby, You Don’t Know What You’re Talking About | series (3/3)

Not Like the Others hawks x reader | edging, orgasm denial, virginity loss, corruption kink, manipulation, misogyny

You’ve Got It All Wrong hawks x reader | edging, orgasm denial, corruption kink, manipulation, gaslighting, misogyny

All Locked Up and Nowhere to Go hawks x reader, dabi x reader | edging, orgasm denial, chastity belt, degradation, manipulation, gaslighting, misogyny

The Devil Works Harder | series (3/3)

Mortal Sin hawks x reader | priest!hawks, sacrilege, voyeurism, masturbation

Indulgence hawks x reader | priest!hawks, sacrilege, corruption, manipulation, spanking, choking

Golden Idols hawks x reader | priest!hawks, sacrilege, corruption, manipulation, gaslighting, humiliation, degradation, waterboarding, choking, squirting

Thirsts

Yandere!Hawks + Stockholm Syndrome hawks x reader | dark content, gaslighting, manipulation, stockholm syndrome, abuse

Yandere!Hawks + Gaslighting His Roommate hawks x reader | dark content, noncon, somno, drugging, manipulation, gaslighting, drugging

Hawks + Endeavor’s Daughter hawks x reader | daddy kink, humiliation, squirting

Hawks + Trying to Flush His Girlfriend’s Contraception hawks x reader | dark content, toxic relationship, gaslighting, physical abuse, broken bones, pregnancy mention, breeding kink, misogyny, scummy hawks

Hawks + Ruining Your Life b/c He Loves When You Cry hawks x reader | dark content, dacryphilia, manipulation, toxic relationships, scummy hawks

Hawks + Keeping His Cum Inside of You hawks x reader | cumplay, breeding kink, edging, orgasm denial

Hawks + Pressuring You to Do Drugs hawks x reader | dubcon, drug use, manipulation, scummy hawks

Yandere!Hawks + Crushing Your Phone in His Hands hawks x reader | dark content, yandere, abuse, choking, misogyny, scummy hawks

Hawks + Being a Shitty Husband hawks x reader | dark content, manipulation, gaslighting, misogyny, scummy hawks

Yandere!Hawks + Daddy Kink hawks x reader | daddy kink, dd/lg, degradation, slapping, manipulation, edging, orgasm denial, infantilization

Yandere!Hawks + Stalking hawks x reader | dark content, yandere, stalking, manipulation

Yandere!Hawks + Bullying / Workplace Harassment hawks x reader |  dark content, noncon, yandere, bullying, workplace harassment, power imbalance, stalking, blackmail, misogyny, mindbreak

Misogynist!Hawks + Keeping His Wife in Line hawks x reader | dark content, misogyny, abuse, gaslighting, manipulation, dehumanization

Hawks + Loving His Lil Bimbo Girlfriend hawks x reader | dumbification

Hawks + Performance Review HCs hawks x reader | daddy kink, exhibitionism, voyeurism, dumbification, misogyny

Endeavor

Thirsts

Endeavor + Daddy Kink endeavor x reader | daddy kink, age difference

Sugar Daddy!Endeavor + Airhead!Reader endeavor x reader | sugar daddy, breeding, dumbification

Im mad I can't have this lol

Walk up to Bakugou who’s just sitting back comfortably somewhere… push his knees apart and slot yourself between his massive thighs…. hook your chin over his shoulder and snug your hands in his hoodie’s pocket… just be there cuddled up and protected and secure in place by his strong legs… while he absentmindedly drums his fingers on the curve of your ass… chin also on tucked over your shoulder as he keeps doing whatever he had been occupied with before you popped up….