nanami’s already so deep when it starts getting too much for you.

his cock’s thick and hot, stretching you open with every slow, deliberate roll of his hips, and you’re shaking underneath him, thighs trembling, breath hitching into little broken sobs. he’s been fucking you steady for what feels like forever, patient, controlled, whispering soft praises against your temple even while he’s splitting you apart.

but the second your hands slip down to his hips and push—just a tiny, desperate nudge to get a break from how intense it feels—he freezes.

his whole body locks up.

then that low, dangerous voice right against your ear.

“hah… fuck.” he exhales hard through his nose. “where do you think you’re going?”

before you can even stammer out an answer his weight drops.

full. heavy and pinning. chest crushing your tits flat to the mattress, thick arms caging your head, forearms bracketing your face so you can’t turn away. his hips snap forward harder than before, burying every last inch so deep your eyes roll and your mouth falls open on a silent scream.

“you don’t get to run from this,” he murmurs, voice rougher now, still soft in that awful, loving way that makes your cunt flutter around him. “you take it. all of it.”

Maybe just a Drabble or something similar would be nice! You can change something’s to make it easier to write Sonnie💕

ఌ 𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈

꧁ 𝙒𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙨𝙝𝙞 𝙭 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 ꧂

Smut 𝘿𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙗𝙡𝙚! ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-

One hand lightly holding your throat while the other held you up by with ease. Your legs wrapped tightly around him as you cried out at each harsh thrust. You wanted to look away but with his hand on your throat, you were forced to look right at him.

Despite having just won a game, Ushijima had no problem fucking you without getting tired. Your cock was leaking dejectedly, having already cummed twice by now. Ushijima moved the hand holding your throat to fix your glasses that had been falling due to the constant harsh thrusts.

“Ushiii…” you whimpered. “Cum already! It hurts!”

“If it hurts, why are you hard still?”

He wasn’t wrong. You were still hard and with your legs still wrapped around him, you didn’t exactly show what you were saying. Ushijima was always a bit… horny, ever since you had jokingly called yourself his good luck charm whenever his team won a game.

This was simply his way of rewarding you. The constant pressure against your prostate was becoming unbearable. But the feeling of him inside of you, a much larger man that toward over you, was incredibly sexy.

Ushijima moved his hand back to your throat to hold you closer against the wall. His eyes focused solely on how his hand almost covered the entirety of your throat. He never really choked you but it was always fun to play with the idea.

What he really liked was how he could always manhandle you into any position he wanted.

You cried out when Ushijima applied a little bit of pressure to your throat. The farthest he ever goes. He did have a little fear on choking you by accident. But it always made you hornier at how much power he had over you.

“Ushi, inside…” you grunted, enjoying the struggle you had to say those two words.

Ushijima hummed, removing his hand as he grabbed your waist with both and began to pick up his thrusting. His thrusts whenever he wanted to reach his orgasm was always harsh and unforgiving.

He used you as if you were a toy, not caring if you cried out about overstimulation. You were his toy to dump his cum in. The sounds of skin slapping together, your moans, and paired with his low grunts filled the storage room you two occupied.

You pulled him close for a kiss, in a way to muffle your moans just in case someone passed by. Sex in which you could get caught wasn’t exactly your thing but it was surprisingly Ushijima’s.

Something about showing off his lucky charm to people who could only dream of fucking you.

With one last sharp thrust, Ushijima pulled away from the kiss and held you close as he cummed inside of you. You cried out at the hot cum filling you deep inside, knowing Ushijima always liked how loud you got when he cummed inside.

A chaste kiss was pressed on your lips as Ushijima gently fixed your glasses.

“You’re coming to the next game?”

Of course you were, you were the manager of the club but you quickly nodded a yes, giving him a kiss on the lips.

Ushijima couldn’t play a game without his favorite lucky charm!

ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-

You’re idea is so good, I think I might write a full on fic for it another time 🤭

First ever Drabble tho! Drabbles will be in 2nd person!

THE SAME APPLIES TO TOP/BOTTOM READER BLOGS YOU GUYS ARE SO BAD AT TAGGING THINGS!!! i’m trying to BE fucked, not be the one fucking. sub and dom roles are so much different than top and bottom roles. just because the reader is a dom doesn’t mean they’re a top. and if you aren’t tagging their positions in the first place i’m literally in ur walls.

𝘽𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙮 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘽𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩

a/n: i know his hair turned white from trauma but since this seems more like a modern au i thought it’d be cool to give him albinism,,,so tomu is partially blind but it’s only mentioned once. and the league still exists here, of course

Warnings: None!

“After doing base makeup, we’re gonna apply eyeshadow to the corners of the eye,” You pat the handle of your makeup brush against your hand and watch the extra eyeshadow fall into the air. “Today I’m Using the shade ‘Reader,’ from my new eyeshadow pallet, ‘Self Insertion.’”

Your boyfriend Tomura had become your (as he liked to call it) test subject for makeup looks when you hit two million subscribers, but only agreed to showing his face in fragments. It was dangerous to expose his identity, after all. He’d gained many hate comments over his skin condition and eye color (a product of albinism, so they appeared pink-ish red), but he was used to them by now. You were an amazing boyfriend, always encouraging him to do what he wanted and sticking up for him in comment sections. You thought his eyes were beautiful!

It wasn’t often that Shigaraki spoke in your videos, but you did have him in the background of QnA’s making responses to some of your viewers’ questions. Because his voice was so distinct, you had to edit it on every occasion. Sometimes he’d curse at you for packing eyeshadow into his eyes (something along the lines of ‘I’m already blind stop making it worse!’), but he normally kept his speaking to a minimum. As much as you wanted him to join your livestreams, it was nearly impossible.

“Next, apply concealer where you want to do your cut crease...” You can practically hear him grumbling about the cleaning process. You explain how although Tomura has a monolid it’s very easy to apply all types of looks to any type of eye shape, adding that you’ll do a side by side comparison with your own eyes afterwards. Shigaraki seems completely lost on what you’re talking about, his hands messing with the hem of your shirt as you crouch down to apply glitter.

His fingertips tickle your sides, making you retract your hand from his face and laugh. The camera can only catch the crinkle in his eyes as he moves his fingers, but your microphone picks up your laughter tenfold.

“Stop, I'm almost done!” You swat his hand with the brush you just had against his face, watching your boyfriend let out a dramatic, exasperated sigh.

…

“Your final product should look like this! Quick reminds that This look has the additional feature of lighting, angles and possible filters, and your makeup will always have texture because of your skin,” You proceed to finish up with your outro, holding Tomura’s wrist and forcing him to wave at your tripod.