me, looking at violent, 6′ tall fictional character: you’re so cute, yes you are!

cw :: 18+ smut, mdni. established relationship. reader wears a dress. babysitting. tw kids mentioned briefly. quickie. use of baby, princess, doll. grinding. wall sex + unprotected. creampie. takeomi & reader are in their early 20's. (wc :: 1.5k)

an :: writing for takeomi bc he deserves more love <3 also this was p rushed sorry for any errors !!

MINORS DNI. tr masterlist @tokyometronetwork

"how much time do we have?"

"10 minutes—tops." takeomi speaks quietly from above you.

HOT THINGS THEY DO

ATSUMU. wears his sweatpants dangerously low on his hips. messy hair, toned stomach on display, he knows exactly what he’s doing. loves watching you try and play it off whenever he catches you staring.

SUNA. places his hand on your waist when in a crowded place. gently touches your waist in order not to startle you, usually followed by a muttered “watch out” as he moves past you. 

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10:28 pm — manjiro sano ‘mikey’

— .fluff, comfort fic, gn!reader, just showering mikey in love when he's not feeling his best because that's what he deserves :( reblogs are appreciated <3

the night is bright with brimming city lights, pretty smiles and laughter reaching mikey’s pale cold ears through the open car window. the wind is harsh on his skin, and it’s just one of those nights where manjiro feels his heart clench, eyes dimmed with thoughts occupying his mind. sanzu is in the driver’s seat, his eyes following his boss’s frail movements. but he remains quiet till he drops manjiro off at his house.

he thinks he has sinned, sins too disturbing to ask for forgiveness. and yet he still wonders why you always wait for him in that white leather couch, with a book in your hand — just like always.

a delicate smile from you was all that took to touch his heart. “you’re back.” you’re excited, filled with glee as you let him sink his tired body right next to you. he doesn’t talk, he can’t, not without breaking down in front of you.

the clock hit three in the morning a few minutes prior to atsumu entering your shared apartment as quietly as possible to not wake you up. you only expected to see him the next day, but he decided to drive back from a city hours away after the last match this season and short celebrations.

the past few weeks you haven’t really had time for each other; work had you swamped and tsumu had match season, meaning multiple days and nights away from you. he wanted to sleep next to you without having to worry waking up on time and only coming home late at night after practice.

as he steps into your bedroom, his lips tug into a warm smile noticing your sleeping figure. you are wrapped up in a blanket, the tv still playing in the background– you must have knocked out while watching your favorite show. he realizes just how terribly he missed everything about you, even a glance of you made him feel better.

carefully to not wake you up, he quickly washed up and changed out of his clothes and turned off the forgotten tv. slipping in the bed beside you, the feeling of being home finally hits him. you could be anywhere and he still would feel the same way– you are his home.

unconsciously, you snuggle up to his warm body and his arms immediately wrap around you, holding you close. atsumu presses a kiss on your temple, his way of wishing you good night.

he hasn't slept this good in probably weeks, and neither have you without even knowing he was there. in the morning, you are already awake when he opens his eyes.

"hey," you smile at him and press a kiss on the corner of his lips. "didn't expect you to be here."

"wanted to surprise you," atsumu chuckles, his voice still raspy from just waking up.

"nice surprise," you admit with a smile, letting him pull you closer to him. his arm is around your hips now, his finger drawing soft circles on your skin under your shirt.

"i missed you." he whispers and kisses you softly. atsumu wishes his schedule wasn't as hectic, but you would never let him quit his career before it was time to, you always knew what you would commit to. he admires your patience and love for him so much, it's a gentle reminder that lets him know you feel the same way he does. you are each other's homes and will always be.

ENOUGH / INUI SEISHU

☁️ just taking care of inui because he deserves it after going through so much ;-;

☁️ minors do not interact, comfort, fluff, explicit content, oral (m!receiving), slight mentions of hair pulling, kinda short and unedited.

☁️ tagging: @etheralyonn @21-06-1996 @wakagucciii @aetheriaess @haitaniapologist @sunflower-lolla

Whatever happened, Inui would always come back to you. It didn't matter if he'd been fighting or just fixing up one of his bikes in his shop, inui would always drag his tired limbs, eyelids daring to close, throat feeling tired and sore — he would drag himself to the warmth of your embrace in the middle of the night.

You were his solace, his divinity in the midst of uncertainty. As he entered your home and sat on the softness of your couch, you could hear him sigh. His legs hurt, and you could tell by the way his hands went to massage them. His lips are bruised, he has dried blood on his knuckles, and dirt is all over his clothes.

"Do you want me to run a bath?" You inquired as softly as your voice could manage. "No," he says, shaking his head. His voice is deep, but the words leave his chest like a whimper. It aches your heart, and you crawl closer to his figure, already embracing him with open arms.

I want you to tell me about your favourite book, your passions, your favourite artists, the music you listen to late at night when nobody else is awake and the world is silent. I love listening to you and seeing you talking to me enthusiastically about what you like. Keep sharing with me every thing that makes you happy or sad or angry and never stop, because your soul is so beautiful that I fell in love with it.

SYN: you challenge hanma to a round of poker, and the both of you place your bets. if you win—you get his Bentley and $250k. If he wins, he gets to fuck you in one of the private rooms in the back. surely you'll win, right?

CW: toman and bonten make an appearance. gambling. swearing. reader wears a dress. smut. unprotected sex. creampie. groping. pet names (baby, princess, doll, pretty girl). let me know if i missed anything! wc: 3.4k

AN: LISTEN UP! i have absolutely no idea how gambling or casinos work but i did my research and tried my best! this might be inaccurate so i'm apologizing from now hehe. either way, enjoy! (ignore the fact that i changed my fic format again oops)

ty for @megumi-divine and @utahimeow for beta <3 | @tokyometronetwork

MINORS DNI. barely proofread. tr masterlist

"if i win this round," your eyes never leave his as you make your way to the opposite side of the table, "then of course, I get my share. along with your Bentley—and everything that's inside of it."

you see hanmas face turn stern, lip slightly curving down until it's right back up. he's smirking at you, and you already know that he's not backing down from a challenge.

it's a good thing you don't back down, either.

"alright, and if I win," his golden eyes stare into yours, as if they're looking right into your soul, "then I get to fuck you in one of the private rooms in the back."

ahihihi reblogs appreciated ‹3

sanoinc -> munsonsins!!

WEEKENDS ⟨ Nanami Kento ⟩

⌗ tags —» @mrskodzuken @jotatetsuken @nanamis-wifey-reye

꒰+꒱ content warnings —» gn-reader, domestic fluff, non-explicit smut; word count — 0.66k

꒰+꒱ notes — » this piece is based on this request. hope you like it <3

꒰+꒱ synopsis —» a simple habit when done regularly becomes a part of routine. Nanami just wanted to make sure it stays that way.

Weekends were not always like these, especially after moving out to a new apartment. A place closer to your new job as well as afar from Kento’s warm embrace.

It’s been a month since you shifted and he has visited almost every weekend. On some Saturdays, he would wait for you outside the office while on others you’d find him waiting for you at the said spot. Naturally weekend dates became regular.

Yesterday was no exception but if his habit of dropping by every weekend goes on, the next step might be sooner than you’d expect.

It’s not like you didn’t want to, it’s just that you don’t want it to be impulsive, a mere heat of the moment.

And Nanami was everything but impulsive. But with you, it’s different. He is impulsive, pampered, and even childish.

Today, he was standing outside your office with an extremely bored look on his face under the umbrella. 

“Did ‘toru bail on you again?”, you asked with a hint of amusement carefully jumping over the puddles. It’s still lightly raining. He exhaled a breath giving you a nod. Unlike other days, he is not chatty today. 

“Here”, you extended your hand as he rolled his eyes taking the ice cream and exclaiming, “Thank you. Your Highness, how kind of you to remember my taste”

You scoffed in surprise thinking what must have gojo done to piss him off at the edge.

BROKEN PROMISE — shinichiro breaks his promise, but it is his birthday.

shinichrio sano x f!reader | minors/blank blogs dni.

CW/TW — public-ish sex, clit stim, fingering, mutual pining to lovers, shin is tipsy, age gap, sequel to old gold, pet names, unedited. | 2k+ words.

it’s a nice night out, warm enough you can wear a skirt that shows enough to show off to shinichiro while still being about to look him in the face. only when you show up at the shop and find him pink in the cheeks, yours is the only place he seems.

even as he slurs his words slightly, and walks next to you while you approach his office in the back, his eyes don’t leave your face. and while you could admit it was disappointing, you don’t know if you had expected anything else to happen. even two beers in, and on his birthday of all days, it was just like shinichiro to continue to be chivalrous and just like you to be annoyed by that.

I blog for the girls who cry on their birthdays and lose a little bit of themselves during the summer months

‘ I FELL IN LOVE ALL OVER AGAIN ! ’

❥ — characters : sanzu, hanma, ran, rindou, mikey

❥ — contents : ( saying "i love you" the first time after being together ) fluff, really soft, established relationships

❥ — note : hello! this is my first post here and i hope you like my work! interactions and reblogs are very much appreciated!! <3

you have sanzu all enchanted in your charm, infatuated with the way your lips move as you speak, the way your eyes shine with excitement as sweet giggles escape your mouth. and he definitely doesn't realise that he's staring at you, not until the way his name leaves your tongue reaches his ears.

he startles, eyes blinking a few times to focus back on his surroundings again. "sanzu," you breathe out, your voice feeling so sweet to him. "sorry, what were you saying?" he smiles, a rare genuine smile and every time you catch a glimpse of it, it never fails in leaving your heart fluttering as warmth rushes to your cheeks.

"just," you smile, "i love you so much," you let the words out and for a moment you think that this might not be the right time for emotional declarations of love but, it doesn't matter. because as you two sat there in the empty corner of the cafe, with soft tunes and the smell of brewing coffee filling your senses, it feels just like the day you told him how deeply in love you are with him — just the like the day you told him 'i love you' for the first time.

*kisses your forehead & calls you good girl*

the mood swings have been insane lately. one okay productive day costs me two weeks of grief and apathy and anger. hot girls get it