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"are you normal about-" no I'm an insane pervert

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Why do toxic fanfics keep popping up on my fyp, like no I don't want Gojo cheating on me, fucking me as an apology and me actually FORGIVING him???. I need a man who is OBSESSED with me and wouldn't even think of looking at another woman. The only fanfics that truly still my hunger are yander fics.
Love the angst
THE WORST GUY YOU'VE EVER MET (and the best sex you've ever had)
mdni. smut. angst. starring suguru geto.
having sex with a curse-wielding cult leader was certainly a bad idea.
but when it was geto on top of you?
how the hell were you supposed to say no?
his thick cock stretching your walls out, dragging in and out at a filthy pace like he wanted to make sure everyone in your building heard the lewd squelch of his steady thrusts as he forced your face into the pillow.
it wasn't sloppy.
he never was.
every mean pump was precise, pulling you apart in a million pieces to make sure you remembered he was the only one who could put you back together again.
tonight was just another reminder.
you guessed he'd been watching you with gojo, waiting from the shadows for his former best friend to bid you good night with a soft kiss to your cheek before he came in to claim the real prize.
your pussy.
splitting you open and spreading you out on the sheets he used to sleep on, murmuring nasty things in your ears about moving on as if that was something the two of you had ever been capable of.
molding you to each thick ridge and imprinting every vein inside you, reshaping you around his needs while you ran your fingers down his shoulder blades, marking him the only way you knew how, with scratches and hickies that would fade with time.
the ache he left in you when he defected still hadn't disappeared after a decade.
only occasionally occupied on nights like these where you both caved in to your carnal urges. where you pretended the sex could make up for the months you went without seeing each other - your paths that weren't supposed to cross.
tell yourself that him pumping you full of his cum meant nothing, that the way his dark purple eyes drifted over the white leaking down your thighs as he trailed hie hands over your soft skin was just a symptom of whatever sickness you both seemed to have when it came to each other.
forgetting was only ever feasible when it was his mouth latched on your clit, your fingers tangled in his hair as his tongue lapped at the sensitive bud until you were crying out his name.
promising him that you were still his, even after all these years.
you would always be.
maybe you weren't married, but you'd still made a vow to him once to love him forever. you intended to keep it.
until one of you died.
a/n: reblogs + comments always appreciated angels <3
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Iwaizumi Hajime, who, when he first saw you in the crowd of Oikawa’s fangirls, knew he wouldn’t have a chance– not when you were into Oikawa.
Iwaizumi Hajime, who stared in shock when you separated from the gaggle of fangirls and headed over to him, shyly handing him an envelope, and a cold bottle of water.
Iwaizumi Hajime, who stumbled and stammered over his words, but nevertheless was able to mutter out a thank you. He replayed the smile you gave him that day over and over again. It became a problem when he got distracted during practice and got hit by the ball.
Iwaizumi Hajime, who, when he saw you again, was determined to not ruin this chance and struck up conversation, leading to him walking you to class, which eventually became routine.
Iwaizumi Hajime, who didn’t bother correcting Matsukawa and Hanamaki when they teased him about his crush on you, and only muttered a small “soon”, when they asked him if you were his girlfriend.
Iwaizumi Hajime, who confessed to you right before a match, and got your response at the end of it, with a kiss on the cheek and a cold bottle of water next to him. He had frozen in place, and ignored all the teasing the team and his friends were giving, only focused on the shy smile on your face and the blush that spread on your face, unaware of the same blush and smile on his face.
Iwaizumi Hajime, who waits for you at the end of the aisle years later with a watery smile, and eyes full of love.
Iwaizumi Hajime, who, when he first saw you in the crowd of Oikawa’s fangirls, knew he wouldn’t have a chance– not when you were into Oikawa.
Iwaizumi Hajime, who stared in shock when you separated from the gaggle of fangirls and headed over to him, shyly handing him an envelope, and a cold bottle of water.
Iwaizumi Hajime, who stumbled and stammered over his words, but nevertheless was able to mutter out a thank you. He replayed the smile you gave him that day over and over again. It became a problem when he got distracted during practice and got hit by the ball.
Iwaizumi Hajime, who, when he saw you again, was determined to not ruin this chance and struck up conversation, leading to him walking you to class, which eventually became routine.
Iwaizumi Hajime, who didn’t bother correcting Matsukawa and Hanamaki when they teased him about his crush on you, and only muttered a small “soon”, when they asked him if you were his girlfriend.
Iwaizumi Hajime, who confessed to you right before a match, and got your response at the end of it, with a kiss on the cheek and a cold bottle of water next to him. He had frozen in place, and ignored all the teasing the team and his friends were giving, only focused on the shy smile on your face and the blush that spread on your face, unaware of the same blush and smile on his face.
Iwaizumi Hajime, who waits for you at the end of the aisle years later with a watery smile, and eyes full of love.

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How I feel after skipping past all the smut in a fanfic cause I’m only in the mood for fluff
how i feel searching up “haikyuu x reader” on tumblr at least 30 times a day
me doing it incognito likee......
GET YOUR SMUT OUT OF THE FLUFF TAGS‼️‼️‼️
To every person who has put smut in the fluff tags, I wish you every inconvenience possible. I hope your spoon falls into your soup. I hope your plastic straw has a hole in the side so you can’t use it properly after a while. I hope the next time you buy shoes, they end up being different sizes and no returns. I hope all your tires lose air pressure when you’re late. I hope you wake up and your phone didn’t charge. I hope your shoes squeak embarrassingly loud even when they aren’t wet. I hope the barista gets your drink wrong. I hope your dad comes home without the milk.
I mean seriously. I shouldn’t have to spend 10 minutes scrolling through the FLUFF TAG to actually find fluff fics. Take your porn elsewhere
Factssss
You were chilling in the living room when an idea crossed your mind. You grin, already holding back a laugh as you hear your fiancé walking down the stairs.
“Babe, can you grab me a drink?” You ask not looking up from your phone.
“I shall cherish my wife” He grins to himself. (what a dork)
“Fiancé,” You correct him, giving him a ‘haha, I know that makes you mad’ look. He catches your gaze before turning around to open the fridge.
“Whatever makes my wife happy” You can see his hand and forearm muscles clenching from the grip on the fridge handle.
He walks up to you, handing you the drink you asked for.
“Good boy,” You say, biting back a laugh the moment you see his face.
He looks at you then quickly around the room for any camera or someone who could possibly see what he is about to do-
He giggles, GIGGLES. Before he quickly masks it with a forced cough. He clears his throat twice and fixes his hair.
“Mind saying that again?” Your jaw hits the floor.
“Excuse you?”
“I didn't quite.. hear you” he repeats, fixing his collar and standing up straighter. You try.. Really try not to laugh… or cry. Because this man looks adorable. He has a cheeky smile, his dimples showing up.. his hands in front of him. You can almost see him rocking on his feet from excitement.
“Ah.. wait, if I get you another thing, you will repeat it?” he doesn't wait for your response; he's already moving. He walks in and out of the kitchen, a snack his hand. He gently, like it's a secret, places it beside you.
Your fiancé takes a step back, admiring his “work”. He raises his eyebrows, smiling and waiting for you to say it.
You look at the snack.. back at him. This man.. You think to yourself. He's so stupid..
He clears his throat, gesturing with his hand to continue, still smiling.
“Oh right, forgive me. Thank you” He quickly shakes his head.
“The other thing” You squint your eyes at him.
“Thank you, my beloved husband..?” He shakes his head again.
“Not that.. I mean, I like it, but the other thing you said earlier.” You sigh in defeat, opening the bag of chips.
“You're serious? You want me to really, really call you that? Isn't it embarrassing?” He groans before walking towards you on the couch and sits down in front of you. His chin on top of your knee, arms wrapped around your legs.
“Please?” He pouts. POUTS. THIS GROWN ASS MAN-
“Ugh.. fine.” You reach your hand and pet his hair gently. “Good boy” You cringe but laugh shortly after when he licks your knee.
“EW! STOP!” The sound of your laughter and squirming away from him fills the room.
“Say it again” He laughs too, crawling on top and pushing you down on the couch, trappong you under his body weight.
“No” You try to sound serious, but fail miserably. “DON'T!” You squirm again, as he starts tickling you.
“PLEASEEE, SAY IT AGAIN” he laughs, nuzzling his face in the crook of your neck, hiding his OBVIOUS blush on his face.
“Maybe on our wedding night”
a/n: He couldn't wait till then.. sorry not sorry.
I love being delusional sm ꈍ◡ꈍ
edit:I wrote snake instead of snack..
Self indulgent thoughts about ushijima’s large hands.
ft. ushijima x y/n ◞♡ cw ! slightly suggestive
͏͏boyfriend!ushijima whose large hands splay over your side when he wants to pass by, always finding your waist even when there’s enough space for him to slip through.
“Toshi, can you grab the tomato sauce from the cabinet?”
“Of course.”
You don’t even have time to prepare before his cold fingers slide across your stomach, thumbs brushing over your hip bones as he reaches past you. The pot in your hands wobbles, nearly tipping into the sink, as heat rushes to your face.
He tilts his head down at you, voice low, “You okay, baby?”
(You’re not.)
boyfriend!ushijima whose large fingers find your face when he doesn't have your full attention.
You’re scrolling through your TikTok feed when he calls your name. “Did you hear me?”
“Mhm,” you hum, still not looking up.
Moments , his hand is on your face, fingers spanning your cheek, thumb pressing lightly against your jaw. He turns your head toward him with a careful grip until your eyes meet his.
“Now you're listening,” he says simply. (hell yea I am)
You swallow hard, phone forgotten as you meet his olive eyed stare.
boyfriend!ushijima whose hands hook beneath your thighs when he picks you up like it’s effortless.
You sharply gasp in surprise when your feet suddenly leave the ground, his hands firm and steady on the backs of your thighs. He lifts you with no effort, your arms instinctively looping around his shoulders.
“Toshi! what are you doing?”
His gaze doesn’t waver, calm as ever. “Carrying you.”
Your breath stutters as his fingers flex against your skin, thumbs brushing dangerously close to the curve beneath you.
He draws his eyebrows together in confusion. “Is this uncomfortable?”
It’s not. (at least not in the way he's thinking)
boyfriend!ushijima whose hand closes around your wrist when you try to walk out after an argument.
Your voice is still sharp in the air when you turn toward the door, anger burning a hole though your chest. But before you can reach the handle, his fingers wrap firmly around your wrist, halting you mid-step.
His hand is so large it nearly swallows yours whole, grip unyielding but never hurtful. You tug once, twice, but he doesn’t let go.
"Toshi let go of me, I cant do this right now."
“Don’t leave.” His voice is steady, but there’s something raw beneath it. His thumb brushes once against your pulse, the faintest tremor in the gesture.
You don’t look back, not wanting to give in without a proper apology.
Still, you stop pulling. (And that’s enough for him.)

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Self indulgent thoughts about ushijima’s large hands.
ft. ushijima x y/n ◞♡ cw ! slightly suggestive
͏͏boyfriend!ushijima whose large hands splay over your side when he wants to pass by, always finding your waist even when there’s enough space for him to slip through.
“Toshi, can you grab the tomato sauce from the cabinet?”
“Of course.”
You don’t even have time to prepare before his cold fingers slide across your stomach, thumbs brushing over your hip bones as he reaches past you. The pot in your hands wobbles, nearly tipping into the sink, as heat rushes to your face.
He tilts his head down at you, voice low, “You okay, baby?”
(You’re not.)
boyfriend!ushijima whose large fingers find your face when he doesn't have your full attention.
You’re scrolling through your TikTok feed when he calls your name. “Did you hear me?”
“Mhm,” you hum, still not looking up.
Moments , his hand is on your face, fingers spanning your cheek, thumb pressing lightly against your jaw. He turns your head toward him with a careful grip until your eyes meet his.
“Now you're listening,” he says simply. (hell yea I am)
You swallow hard, phone forgotten as you meet his olive eyed stare.
boyfriend!ushijima whose hands hook beneath your thighs when he picks you up like it’s effortless.
You sharply gasp in surprise when your feet suddenly leave the ground, his hands firm and steady on the backs of your thighs. He lifts you with no effort, your arms instinctively looping around his shoulders.
“Toshi! what are you doing?”
His gaze doesn’t waver, calm as ever. “Carrying you.”
Your breath stutters as his fingers flex against your skin, thumbs brushing dangerously close to the curve beneath you.
He draws his eyebrows together in confusion. “Is this uncomfortable?”
It’s not. (at least not in the way he's thinking)
boyfriend!ushijima whose hand closes around your wrist when you try to walk out after an argument.
Your voice is still sharp in the air when you turn toward the door, anger burning a hole though your chest. But before you can reach the handle, his fingers wrap firmly around your wrist, halting you mid-step.
His hand is so large it nearly swallows yours whole, grip unyielding but never hurtful. You tug once, twice, but he doesn’t let go.
"Toshi let go of me, I cant do this right now."
“Don’t leave.” His voice is steady, but there’s something raw beneath it. His thumb brushes once against your pulse, the faintest tremor in the gesture.
You don’t look back, not wanting to give in without a proper apology.
Still, you stop pulling. (And that’s enough for him.)
miya osamu has long accepted the fact that the girl he loves is a crybaby.
when he and atsumu met you as kids you were crying alone in the playground as your friends left one by one.
when you entered middle school with them you cried when you found out you were in separate classes.
when he gifted you a necklace he had worked hard for to buy you cried so hard you got snot all over his shoulder.
when atsumu made you so mad you cried in his arms as he comforted you.
when you and atsumu left hyogo for tokyo, you cried begging him to call you everyday.
when you were feeling lonely in college you cried on the phone with him and cried when he finally found the time to visit.
you cry over the smallest inconveniences, anything that made you feel happy, had you feeling mad, excited, surprised, anything.
so it's no surprise to him that it's taking you so long to finish your vows because of crying so hard.
all formalities are forgotten as he pulls you in his arms, swaying you gently as you finish the last of your vows. family, friends, and guests are forgotten ones he cries with you as he reads his vows written on a tissue paper.
"I whole heartedly promise to love you, comfort you and cry with you even if death separates us and even in our next life. i'd love you now and forever and until the next life that i'll share with you."
when a gossipy tabloid called you a princess in a very condescending way, SAKUSA KIYOOMI, your devoted boyfriend was pissed to say the least.
you find him scowling and scoffing at his phone. you get naturally curious and sit next to him on the couch, immediately snuggling in his side and peeking at his phone. then you see it.
Volleyball star, Sakusa Kiyoomi, was caught out on a casual coffee date with his longtime girlfriend. However insiders say the lovey-dovey atmosphere shifted entirely the moment her drink hit the table. After a single sip, the so-called “low-maintenance” girlfriend reportedly pulled one grimace, sparking whispers of yet another princess moment. According to those nearby, our poor Sakusa appeared visibly tensed while she gestured toward the cup. As if expecting something to be fixed. Her classic princess behavior, some say.
“so what? you can’t have fucking preferences now!? that milk they used literally gives you a stomachache” you frown too, ignoring the weird feeling growing in your chest and keep reading.
“He looked exhausted,” another source claimed. “Like this wasn’t the first time.” Is Sakusa Kiyoomi still enchanted? Or is our prince finally growing tired of his princess?
your boyfriend let’s out a sharp bitter laugh and locks his phone, tossing it aside. “omi, don’t… give that much importance” you say, trying to convince him as much as yourself “it’s nonsense”
“it’s bullshit” he adds, running a hand through his face, clearly done. after that, you try to be more careful about your reactions to any particularities you had about anything at all. not because you cared so much what they said about you. but mostly, to give kiyoomi a peace of mind, since you know he doesn’t particularly like attention.
the wince made when the msby arena was too loud? shut down. your coffee was too bitter? you barely react. you felt like freezing? nonchalance was the answer so sakusa wouldn’t give you his coat. and you were mostly getting the hold of it. but the last straw came when the restaurant added scallions to your rice.
you despise scallions.
your eye twitches before you take a deep breath, and brace yourself to start eating your food. but when your chopsticks grab the first bunch of food, sakusa literally stops you. you try to hide the slight panic in your eyes, as if saying 'we really don't need another tabloid now' to him.
but kiyoomi? unbothered. he doesn't call the waiter, he doesn't even suggest you simply switch plates at all.
he simply picks up his own chopsticks and begins removing each piece of scallion from your rice.
one by one.
a look of pure shock schools your features, frantically looking around the restaurant to see a couple of eyes already staring at your boyfriend.
"let them" he simply says, not stopping his task "maybe this time they'll now i’m your royal subject by choice"
you swear you see a tiny smirk forming on his face, and amusement is now all over your face. and of course, the next morning the moment hits the internet. and your social media floods with comments about how kiyoomi chose a princess, someone who doesn't even have to say a word to make him make things happen. the way you want them, whenever you want them.
it's safe to say, maybe you were a spoiled princess after all.
not that sakusa cared, anyway.
oatmilk makes me sick, u guys are under spells
Men who gets easily flustered whenever you get too close to them ♡
“C’mon,” you whisper, looking down at your phone “You were saying something.” You nudge him lightly with your elbow as you shift closer on the seat, not even noticing the space between you two disappearing completely. He glances down at you, and at first he doesn’t seem to mind, so he continues, “Yeah, right, I was saying th-that—” but then you look up at him mid-sentence, your eyes catching his so openly, lashes brushing your cheeks as you blink like you’ve dropped everything just to listen to him. Like all your attention is now on him and him only. And that’s all it takes for something warm to bloom low in his chest before rushing straight to his face, and suddenly he can’t remember what he was even talking about. he forgets all his words - and just looks at you when the golden sunlight hits your face. You tilt your head in genuine confusion, “Yeah, what? Why’d you stop?” you ask, like you don’t see the way his cheeks turn to the darkest shade of pink, like you don’t notice how uneven his breathing’s gotten under your gaze.
He wants to say something. His mouth is open like it was when he started talking but where are the words? “I—yeah, I just…” His gaze drops away from yours, shifting off to the side as if the wall suddenly became very interesting. “It—it wasn’t important.” it was infact. He was excited to tell you what happened. And he feels stupid, so stupid for getting flustered just because of how painfully close you were and how attentively you looked up at him and how beautiful you looked doing it. Because now he's hard too.
BOKUTO KOUTARO, akaashi keiji, suna rintarou, matsukawa issei, IWAIZUMI HAJIME, kuroo tetsuro, KENMA KOZUME, sugawara koushi, ATSUMU MIYA , yaku morisuke.
NSFW!!! IT GETS KINDA FREAKY!! READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION!!!
Yan! Childhood best friend is BACKK
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Recently your underwear had been disappearing from your dresser. Not so many that you had to buy more but like one or two each month. You’ve assumed that they were just disappearing in the laundry. Some of them popped up later on as well so nothing seemed that out of the ordinary.
Unbeknownst to you however, your dear childhood best friend, Oliver would take one of your panties if he was at your apartment. At night he’d pump his fist gently up and down his length. In his head it’s your hands. Touching him with such reverie and warmth that you normally would.
Your underwear pressed against his nose as he’d inhale deeply through his nose taking in your scent.
He’d left microphones in your room to listen to you sleep. What he hadn’t anticipated was listening to you fuck yourself silly with your hands and toys. Oh how he wished that it’d be him that makes you make those little noises. He wished that you were moaning out his name as you writhed in pleasure beneath him. He could get by just with your scent and sounds. But the thought of seeing you in such a state is irresistible. He can’t deny how badly he needs you. But he can wait. He’s been waiting for his entire life for you.
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Okay lmk how we feel abt this one idk it’s my first time putting nsfw content on the internet
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Gojo commission I did recently, had to put pants on him for this post booo 👎
Gojo commission I did recently, had to put pants on him for this post booo 👎