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pairing: msby x f!reader (hinata, atsumu, sakusa, bokuto, meian, barnes, adriah, inunaki)

length: 1.8k

tw — gangbang, slight bondage (beginning), exhibitionism/voyeurism, double penetration in two holes, belly bulge, creampie, facial, overstimulation

a/n: nothing else but porn ;; no plot. at all </33

you’re chained up, hands tied above your head. hinata enters your cage to prepare you—he’s on rotation today—and when he does, he gets a feel of your breasts, the plush flesh that molds nicely beneath his trembling hands.

his hands quickly retracts though, once he hears the door slam open behind him. atsumu walks in and makes his way straight to you, and sakusa is only a few steps behind, shooting the youngest member an impatient look.

the blonde starts kissing you, pulling at your lower lip, teeth clacking wetly as you are effectively woken up. your nipples rub on his chest as you mewl into his mouth. when atsumu manages to pull back, sakusa immediately leans forward to take your nipple into his mouth. your head falls forward, chest jerking at how his lips sink into the soft skin as he sucks.

he swiftly stops any attempt to restrain himself, pulling out his cock to fuck into his fist as he watches how you thrust out your hips to rut against atsumu’s fingers.

𝙸𝙽𝙳𝙴𝙻𝙸𝙱𝙻𝙴

indelible; something ingrained, unfading, indestructible you never really minded the twin rivalry. until you ended up in the middle of it, with atsumu on the losing side. 

sequel to mirror (you don’t need to have read it before but it’s recommended)

.wordc. 5k+ tw incest, noncon > dubcon, mentions of past noncon, jealousy, hair pulling, praise kink, unprotected sex

𝙼𝙸𝚁𝚁𝙾𝚁

there’s few things that can shake miya atsumu. one thing that can, the way his little sister begs for his help. 

.wordc. 2.2k+ tw incest, dubcon/noncon, voyeurism

He’s not exactly known for being the moral compass of the world. In all of his life, he’s thought about things before jumping head first approximately two times, and neither thought was concerning the goodness of his actions. But he’s also not a bad person, or tries not to be. When it comes to most things he’s a pretty decent human, and for the parts he lacks, well— that’s probably why he has a twin. It’s making those important calls on his own that give Atsumu a hard time here and there. And in all fairness, he thinks, it’s not his fault he didn’t notice quite as quickly as someone else might’ve.

𝔥𝔬𝔫𝔢𝔶𝔰𝔲𝔠𝔨𝔩𝔢 & 𝔪𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔩𝔢𝔱𝔬𝔢 | matsukawa issei 

1806 words | dark content; smut | tw- incest, dubcon, fingering, virginity loss, corruption

a.n. this is my entry for the sewer’s cheese-on greetings collaboration hosted by @rat-suki​​ !! thank you so much for letting me participate! dedicated to @bakatenshii​​ for helping me through til the end. 

𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔢𝔰𝔢 𝔬𝔫'𝔰 𝔤𝔯𝔢𝔢𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱

when issei touches you for the first time, you crumble. honeyed lips kiss your skin in imprints of leftover bourbon from christmas dinner- soft and sweet and warm.

nii-san, you whisper in feeble protest, nii-san we shouldn’t. it isn’t right.

issei pulls away and gazes at you through long hooded lashes. he chuckles, a mischievous purr simply silken on his lips.

since when do you know what’s right, pretty girl? he simpers as his lips find yours and swallow the muffled cry stuck sweet upon your tongue, just relax for me and let your nii-san take care of you, won’t you?

you nod silently and sink deeper into his embrace.

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all characters are 18+, wc~4k

osamu miya x reader

yandere!osamu miya x fem!reader

a/n - this is a dark fic proceed with caution. smut 18+

a/n- this is a remastered repost, as now my things show up in tags, i decided to repost my personal favorite work of my own

TW- Dark content, noncon/r*pe, breeding kink, misogyny, sexual harassment, yandere themes. Forced pregnancy. Choking. Manipulation. sexual assault Bullying/Harassment. No form of birth control. Stalking. Recording without consent. This is a dark fic with dark themes, do not go any further if these kind of things may trigger you, this is a warning, do not take it lightly, smut

You wouldn’t say you hated. The Miya twins, but you would admit, they do annoy you, quite a bit. The teasing from Atsumu, which you try to take with a grain of salt, you really do. Atsumu teases a lot of those in your school.

Pairing: Meian x Reader (ft. Hinata, Sakusa, Bokuto, Atsumu)

Summary: After overhearing his teammates talk about you in the locker room, Meian decides to set the record straight on who exactly you belong to.

Length: 2.4k words

Genre: Smut

Warnings: possessiveness, voyeurism, exhibitionism, praise, degradation, unprotected sex, objectification, male masturbation, biting, choking, spitting, squirting, captain kink

Being captain of the MSBY Black Jackals is fun, though it’s a headache sometimes.

The team is all too eager to waste time goofing off during practice, and it’s usually up to Meian to be the one to corral them back on track. And sure, his teammates get on his nerves sometimes, but it’s nothing he can’t handle.

Or at least, that’s what he used to think. Before he heard what they said about you when they thought he wasn’t around.

𝙾𝙵𝙵 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝚃𝙾𝙽𝙶𝚄𝙴 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙾𝙽𝚃𝙾 𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙴

You want to be by his side as much as time will allow you. The end all, be all of your soul.  spencer @kamoniwa​ and i were screaming about this in dms & we gave each other the green light to write it so hfhdis thank you and also a big thank you to carrie @ourladyofseijoh​ aka queen of sacrilege for beta reading and all your help in general ♡ i hope you enjoy!!

meian shugo wordc. 4k+

tw priest!meian, sacrilege, (semi) public, coercion/manipulation, god complex, degradation, religious guilt/ trauma and a lot of catholic imagery in general, he’s called Father

There’s no place to escape prying eyes in the House of God. You’ve always felt this way when you were younger too, clinging to the cold of the thick pillars that carry the monstrous building, old and dark and unavoidable.

Even when there was no such sin to taint your hands and mouth, you could look up and feel the weight of eyes on you through the deep purple and azure of the stained glass, making your throat tight and fight small. Now, they are incessant, eternal, and with each passing moment standing in this place of good and light the walls seem to crumble a little more around you.