#karasu x reader

your boyfriend gets pretty clingy when you’re on his lap, bouncing up and down on his cock. he’s unlike those guys who prefer to lean back, arms behind their head as they watch their lover do all the work. instead, he prefers to wrap his arms around your waist, holding your body close against his, just so he can feel the way you’re shaking from how good it feels.

“feels good?” he murmurs. he’s not exactly asking, since he already knows the answer. he can feel it just from the way your body keeps tightening around him, clenching with every slow bounce, alongside that dumb, fucked out expression you have on your face. “so warm around me, baby… keep going, yeah? jus’ like that…”

your thighs are trembling, struggling to keep up with the rhythm, but it doesn’t matter, not with the way he’s whispering things to you right against your ear, causing you to collapse onto his chest as you desperately try to lift yourself up and down. he’s not even thrusting up, just holding you there and letting you use him to your heart’s content.

“mm—‘s too much,” you whimper into his shoulder, burying your face there as your pace falters. but his hands slide to your hips, guiding them again. “no it’s not,” he mumbles, lips brushing your ear. “you can take it. you always do. look how good you’re doing for me.”

when you let out another shaky moan and sink fully onto him, he hugs you tighter, arms locked around you like he needs you to breathe. he loves this position, because he gets to be so close to you, never having to let go.

"stay right here," he sighs, burying his nose in your hair, breath ragged. "don’t go anywhere… not till i finish inside you, ‘kay?"

for this req

he didn’t really mean to take it out on you! through the whole car ride home, he had a deathly tight grip on the steering wheel, his veins looking like they were going to pop if his grip tightened anymore. you didn’t dare to open your mouth or speak to him the whole way, just avoiding his figure by looking out the window. all of a sudden the view was so lovely.. haha..

however, your peace was torn the moment you stepped into your shared apartment. he dropped his things onto the floor without any care and dragged you into the bedroom and pushed you onto the bed. 

currently, you had your head pressed onto the pillow, back arched with a deep inward curve. tears slowly pooled and escaped from your tear ducts, burning up from the constant pain pleasure.

“a-ah, fuckk..” he moaned out in between his breaths. both of his hands were gripped on your hips so tightly that you were sure that they would leave marks on it. he kept you in place, occasionally slapping your ass, giving it a light squeeze when he felt like it. 

his thrusts kept hitting the same damn spot. he closed his eyes, tilted his head upwards with his pace increasing. you made noises that were borderline-pornographic, surely going to get a complaint from your neighbour— but that was the least of your worries for now. he groaned, feeling you tighten around him.

“you’re so fuckin’ tight— bet you were waiting f’ me to lose that game so you could get a piece of this, stupid slut..” the bed creaked loudly with his thrusts hitting harder and deeper, chasing his own climax. you weren’t holding up well either. you wanted to come so badly. but you knew if you did, he wouldn’t let you rest until the next morning.

“baby please–!” your moans were muffled by the pillows against your face, but it was loud enough for him to hear. your body was trembling with overstimulation, clenching hard on him.

he groaned loudly in response. after another thrust, he swiftly pulled out all the way. you whined at the loss, the emptiness. you weren’t able to say anything fast enough as he flipped you over onto your back but due to the change in distance, he grabbed your legs and dragged you towards his dick. he place both your legs on his shoulders and without warning, he shoved his cock right back into you. 

with the convenient position you were both in, he smashed his lips against yours. you wrap your arms around his neck as his tongue slipped into your mouth. it was only until you were out of breath did he break away. “just a little longer, hold it out f’ me baby.” he breathed out, his warm breath hitting your neck. 

after pushing you with the same cruel pace, he finally reached his climax. spilling into you with the last couple of thrusts, filling you up with his warm release. you came nearly instantly after he did, your nails scratching his back deep enough for him to hiss lightly. 

the both of you spent a few minutes catching your breaths. he had long let go of holding your legs in such a tight position, letting them rest while he laid face flat on your chest boobs. you felt your eyes falling shut, but before you could finally drift away into slumber, his words woke you up with a hint of mischief.

“already tired? i’m sure you could go for a few more rounds right?”

SYNOPSIS: Your child has your phone, texting their Daddy on it

WARNINGS: Implied Daughter in all, suggestive in Shidou, Sendou and Karasu’s, swearing, grammar mistakes, female reader

FEATURING: Shidou Ryusei : Itoshi Rin : Sendou Shuuto : Karasu Tobito :

part 1

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a/n: Likes, comments and reblogs are highly appreciated! Do not steal or copy my work.

isagi is a loner and often skips out on parties and social events. this is because of how shy and awkward he is around other people and loud environments. (light novel, implied in the manga)

it’s impossible for nagi to hate anyone. even if someone is constantly making him work hard or taking his phone and games away, he is always calm and a pacifist. (egoist bible, implied in the manga)

rin is extremely kind and emotional under his stoic and emo exterior. he gives foreign tourists extremely detailed directions and is implied to be a good captain. (light novel, implied in the manga)

rin is also academically stupid in everything other than english. this is because he’s dead set on being a soccer player and therefore sees no point in any class other than english. (light novel)

karasu loves anything he finds special. he thinks that even rin and isagi are mediocre even though their blue lock’s number one, but he had a childhood crush on the only person he found special, a girl named marissa. (egoist bible)

~ Synopsis: messages that they sent you that you'd use if you posted the trend on the title. If you don't know what trend it is, search it up!!

~ Characters: Isagi Yoichi, Karasu Tabito, Otoya Eita, Sae Itoshi, Rin Itoshi, Alexis Ness, Meguru Bachira, Chigiri Hyoma

~ A/N: these were fun to make lol

PRACTICE CAN WAIT

in which you send them interesting pics while they're at practice

isagi yoichi, bachira meguru, nagi seishiro, itoshi rin, itoshi sae, shidou ryusei, karasu tabito, michael kaiser, julian loki, vivian hugo, bunny iglesias, alexis ness, hiori yo.

aka: how they act when whipped ft: itoshi rin, itoshi sae, michael kaiser, otoya eita, nagi seishiro, karasu tabito

itoshi rin refuses to say “i love you,” but it’s blatantly obvious when he allows you, and only you, to mess with his soft black locks, pushing back strays of his bangs. he’ll look at you with utter adoration as you pin one of your pink makeup clips to him, so he can “see better,” even if his teammates tease him later for it. when he inevitably scores the winning goal of a close and heated match, he’ll always glance over in your direction, to make sure you’re watching. and you always are, beaming with pride when rin kisses the toy kuromi ring he wears on his fourth finger—and of course a matching my melody one adorns your own hand.

itoshi sae doesn’t say “i love you,” but he might as well scream it to the entire world with how delicate he is when he clips the clasp of your necklace in place, adjusting it so it’s centered just the way you like it. near his own collarbone lays the other half of the set which he had custom made for you two. he’ll smile at you, filled with awe as he watches you apply the finishing touches of your makeup. sae’s not really sure what it does but he thinks you’re absolutely breathtaking either way. he think’s you’ll look even better with a ring on your finger. soon.

michael kaiser can’t say “i love you.” he truly cannot, no matter how much he wants to tell you—so he lets you do his eyeliner instead, pestering you not to smudge the pointed crimson edges. “liebe, the corners. they need to be sharp enough to slit the throats of my enemies,” he murmurs, staring at you whilst you work. you bite back with something about how ness could do his eyes instead, and michael shudders at the thought. ness? you’re the only one he’d ever let touch his face.