How Do You Feel About Mean Dilf Bakugou W. Dummy Thick Reader ??

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LEE KNOW ✧ 自神 (스스로 ‘자’, 귀신 ‘신’) ending fairy

seo changbin - sweet like sugar

Pairing: Sugar Daddy!Changbin x Reader | Genre: angst, fluff & smut | Warnings: aged up changbin, smut, use of color system, use of a vibrator, multiple orgasms, creampie, fingering, daddy kink, face fucking, handcuffs | WC: 5.0k

A/N: a huge, huge thank you to @caiuscassiuss for beta reading & helping guide me to write hard dom smut as I’m only used to soft smut! A literal angel!! Please check out her masterpieces while your at it!! - P

Request: Sugar daddy changbin X reader. Maybe some angst, fluff and smut? Overall a pretty kinky but fun relationship

When one of your close friends had first introduced you to the idea of being a sugar baby, it didn’t quite sit well with you. You weren’t really for it and  strongly believed in the negative stigma surrounding that idea— that you would most likely be paired up with some horny old male who wanted to get their dick wet. Then others would see you as some kind of slutty hook up that kept going back for more and more. However, your friend had convinced you to at least meet with the person she knew. She was a sugar baby herself and had said her sugar daddy had a friend that was looking for someone. You needed the money, being in college and all, so you sucked up your pride and ignorance and told yourself you would at least meet with him for dinner. Besides, you hadn’t been close with a male in quite some time. Maybe this would be good for you.

Though, what you didn’t expect was for this male that was waiting for you at the table to be so goddamn hot. His chocolate eyes shined brightly into yours and his ash brown hair fell just above his eyes. You hadn’t even known him for that long but his smile made your stomach do these weird kinds of flips. You had to keep reminding yourself though that this was just a business transaction, nothing more. You did what he asked for money and that was it, there is no room for anything more, no feelings.

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Making a sex tape with the Dekusquad

— Note: made them more dominant than usual because I got a lot of requests for more dom!boys

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it’d take a lot of convincing to get him to try it

when he does agree, it’d have to be a position that doesn’t show either of your faces to protect both of your identities

will tease and degrade you the entire time

“You’re such a slut, princess. You like getting filmed while I fuck you? Yeah, you do.”

he honestly loves the feeling of being filmed but he’d never admit it

it would definitely be a POV video

him fucking you from behind, camera focused on his cock pistoning in and out of your pussy at an animalistic pace

he’ll slap your ass and make you say the most lewd and embarrassing things

“Say it! Tell me how much you love daddy’s cock, you want my cum? You want me to fill you up? Then say it, slut.”

definitely bites his lips and tries to keep his voice down to be able to hear your cute moans and whines

he’s the type to watch the video afterwards and see what he can improve on, definitely gets hard watching the video

10/10 experience, it won’t happen often but he would be open to trying it again

will be a blushing mess when you ask him to try it out, he’s not opposed to the idea though

probably does research, he just wants to know what to do and where to start

sets up the camera with a tripod or stand, it’d be like one of those amateur videos

wants to focus on your pleasure, he’ll eat you out and kiss and worship your body

then he starts off with soft touches, slowly fucking you, kissing down your neck and lightly groping your ass and tits

“Does that feel good, puppy? Just like that, you like it, don’t you? You’re so naughty.”

hearing your moans and how riled up you are for him makes him a lot rougher and bolder

“Fuck! You’re clamping down on me so much, puppy. You’re so good at taking my cock, aren’t you? My naughty girl.”

starts choking you, pulling on your hair and teasing you

“Look at the camera, baby. I want to make sure we see all those slutty expressions you’re making.”

near the end, you’ve already been fucked dumb and he’s lost control of his moans, he’s honestly as loud as you

will keep the video, definitely uses it to jerk off when he’s missing you or away on hero work

he’ll ask why you want to film it but otherwise he has no problems trying it

it’d give off the same vibes as one of those sensual videos on ✨ the hub ✨

will spoil you the entire time, all of his attention is on you and what makes you feel good

makes you hold the camera while he’s going down on you

he goes all out and smirks up at you when you’re basically screaming his name

“Come on, baby. Keep the camera on me, I wanna hear those pretty moans.”

“You look so cute, moaning my name. Wanna cum for me, baby? Do it, cum on my face.”

also loves recording you when he’s recieving, he’ll push the hair out of your face to get a good shot of you choking on his cock

“Just like that —oh, feels amazing, princess. Take it deeper, yeah.”

as soon as he starts pounding you, he’ll be focused on making sure he gets every single inch of your body on video

your eyes rolling into the back of your head, hands gripping his biceps tightly as he’s cumming and filling your insides

definitely pulls out and films his seed slowly dripping out of your pussy

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that smirk… 🙊

They think your cheating

🐶 Anon : HC, haikyu. Bokuto, kuroo, ushigima Angst to fluff They think you’re cheating but only to find out later that it’s your brother

A/n : Is that another emoji anon I sense??? Also, not proofread! It’s late so I’ll do it later!

Type : Headcanons

Warnings : Angst. Fluff/Comfort

Fandom : Haikyuu

Characters : Bokuto, Kuroo, Ushigima

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“Chan is your hand heavy? ‘Cause I can hold it for you.“ yeah, sure!

yes

Your heart has a story with mine

You and Hyunjin were the campus staple couple. It wasn’t for show, even though many people pointed to it as such. You guys really loved each other or maybe just you did. So when Hyunjin upped and left with the excuse of being an idol, you didn’t know what to do. Your plan was to ignore that you ever knew him. Even if he appears in your life years later. 

PAIRINGS: Hwang HyunJin x Reader 

TAGS/WARNINGS: Angst, OC being a sweet heart, and Hyunjin not realizing what he’s losing

A/N: Hi, i missed you guys so much! Hope you enjoy the story theirs plenty more to come. 

- Aylin 🌙

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“i don’t know, sato-kun. this might be a bad idea.”

the red head chuckled on the other line, “you’re already there y/n-chan, you can do this” you groan. you were standing on the entrance of the huge stadium where the Adlers were playing. “what if he doesn’-”

“just trust me y/n-chan, now go, don’t keep our wakatoshi waiting.” tendou bid you a good luck and reminded you to call him when the plan was done. “wai-“ beep. ugh. 

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haikyuu boys toxic traits pt.2

—characters; tooru oikawa, hajime iwaizumi, bokuto koutarō.

warnings; cheating, gaslighting, manipulation, slight nsfw, mentions of sex, swearing/cussing.

—tooru oikawa

> he’s a cheater

> and he doesn’t even try and keep it a secret

> because he knows that you love him too much to leave him

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tooru oikawa rolls onto the bed with a huff. the girl laying next to him huffs and pants, her cheeks flushed and her legs squeezed together.

“how was it?” he smirks, resting a hand on his cheek to look at her. his charismatic demeanour was enough to pull any girl, it was so hard to say no to him..

“amazing.” she breathes out, smiling, “thank you.”

“hey, it’s not a problem, cutie.” oikawa winks, flashing his pearly whites to her as he grins.

the handsome boy begins to stand and get dressed once more. slipping on his black t-shirt, black boxers and his grey sweatpants, he utters a quick goodbye to the girl and walks out the room. he grabs his bag from the couch, where he had thrown it a few hours earlier, and takes out his phone.

he rolls his eyes at how many notifications he has from you.

iMessage from: y/n

y/n: hi baby, what time are you gonna be home from the bar?

delivered: 21:36pm

y/n: baby?

delivered: 21:49pm

y/n: tooru, don’t ignore me.

delivered: 22:01pm

y/n: which slut are you with tonight, huh?

delivered: 22:13pm

y/n: fuck you

delivered: 22:16pm

you were so pathetic, he thought. he hated how clingy you were, it was so irritating. thank god he left his phone outside the room when he was fucking another girl, or else he would’ve screamed at you over call for interrupting his orgasm.

you were laying in bed back at your apartment, tears streaming down your face. you knew what tooru did when he wasn’t with you, it shattered your heart but you couldn’t change him. you would’ve dumped him months ago, you even tried to, but the thought of not being with him broke you even more than the idea of him cheating on you. you’d been together since the last year of high school, so 4 years. he’d always been a lady magnet, but you never expected him to cheat.

you loved him unconditional amounts, and you knew he didn’t feel the same. it really, really hurt, but he wasn’t going to change..

speaking of the devil, tooru oikawa walks through your bedroom door. he reeks of sweat, sex and another girls perfume.

great.

“hey.” oikawa says, licking his dry lips.

“hi.” you reply, your voice is quiet and feeble. you don’t feel like talking right now, your mind is racing and you feel like throwing up.

“you good?” he furrows his eyebrows, “you look ill.”

“i’m fine.” you spit back, bitterness laced in the way you spoke to him.

“you know you’re prettier when you don’t speak.” tooru laughs evilly, “the girl i just shagged was prettier, try to be like her.” he whispers, toying with your heart.

“why admit to cheating, oikawa?”

“‘cuz i know you’re not gonna do anything about it,” he scoffs, “you’re too dependent on me to leave. i could kill someone in front of you—even someone like your mother or father, and you wouldn’t do anything but confess your love for me. admit it, you’re obsessed with me and you’re such a pathetic little bitch that you can’t do anything for yourself.”

his words stung. it felt like someone was scraping away at your heart—ripping it to shreds. you knew what he said was somewhat right and that’s what hurt the most, his mean words were the truth. you couldn’t do anything for yourself and you were a pathetic little bitch.

tears well up in your eyes and some slip down your cheeks, you try to wipe them away before he sees, but you’re too late.

he laughs, walking towards the bathroom, “go on, cry for me, darling, don’t be shy now.”

—hajime iwaizumi

> he gaslights you.

> invalidates you

> always makes out your problems are stupid and you should stop “overreacting”

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today was not a good day for you. it’s the one year anniversary since your brother passed away, he had passed in a car accident and it changed a lot in your family. you tried to stay positive for your mother and father, but today was just not the day. you’d spent half the day on your own sobbing.

you didn’t know where your boyfriend, hajime iwaizumi, was. maybe he was at the store, getting you something since he knew this day was tragic for you.

at 14:56pm, iwaizumi walks through the door to your apartment. he hears sobs from your bedroom, and he rolls his eyes. how annoying, he thinks. he walks into your room and sees you curled up on the bed, hugging a pillow that’s now soaked in tears.

“wallowing in sadness all day is not good for you, y’know.” he comments, placing his phone on the nightstand.

you don’t reply, only sniffle and hiccup.

“you’re being silly, if i say so myself.”

you shoot up, “silly? my brothers dead, iwa!” you snap, firing back after his rude words. if he said anymore, you’d do something you might regret.

“stop overreacting,” iwaizumi scoffs, “it was a year ago, get over it. you’re just being a hormonal woman, you on your period or something?”

you feel like hitting someone, someone being iwaizumi. but, you’re scared as to what he’ll do back, so you just get out of bed and shove past him.

“what? i didn’t even do anything wrong? you’re making such a big deal out of this.” hajime says, as his phone begins to ring. picking it up, he answers it and begins to talk, “hey, what’s up, shittykawa?”

as your boyfriend chats away to his best friend on the phone, you walk into the kitchen and get a drink of water.

iwaizumi comes in a few minutes later and wraps his arms around your waist, “stop overreacting, it upsets me and all you do lately is upset me. it’s not fair, y/n.”

you face him, “really?” you ask, confused, what could you have done that upset him? “what did i do?”

“you gave me attitude before and you’ve been isolating yourself from me, i miss the old y/n, i don’t know where she went but i want her back.”

“iwa..” you cup his face and kiss him gently, he kisses back slowly, the two of you hadn’t kissed in a while, and you had missed it. his hands trail down to the curve of your ass, and he cups it. your hands are in his hair as you make-out, lips sliding against each other and tongues rubbing together. it’s hot, the kiss, you haven’t had one like this in a while but you’re loving it.

iwaizumi’s lips move down to your neck and he sucks on the soft skin, creating purple marks down to your collarbones. the dark haired man picks you up, wrapping your legs around his waist. he walks back to the bedroom, with you sucking on his jaw as he goes.

the two of you had sex that night. extremely passionate, hot, loving sex that made your body ache the next morning. you had countless bruises on your hips; from where he held as you rode him, on your thighs; from where he held them wide open as he ate you out. you had hickeys on your jaw, neck, collarbones, tits, tummy and thighs, iwa went hard last night. you had hand prints on your ass, and your right cheek from where he spanked and slapped you, consensually of course.

iwa felt good too, surprisingly, he’d had sex with a pretty girl and he has his girlfriend “back”. she wasn’t crying anymore and acting like a whiny little bitch.

this is what iwa always does. he gaslights you, then turns it on himself—claiming you were the one in wrong, then you apologise and resort to sex to sort things out. it’s not healthy—it’s toxic, yet you can’t bring yourself to leave him. you don’t know why you haven’t left yet, it’s quite worrying how long you’ve endured this. but, despite iwa’s words, you love him, so so much. and he loves you,

right?

—bokuto koutarō

> he manipulates you

> and he does it well

> sort of a guilt tripper too

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you’re laying in bed one night, scrolling through your phone before bed when a message from your boyfriend pops up.

bokuto: hey babe, wanna hang out tomorrow at 12?

seen: 22:56pm

fuck.

you couldn’t make it with your boyfriend. you had already arranged to meet with your mother who was visiting town, she was getting older and was travelling alone—you couldn’t blow her off, it would be rude and you wanted to make sure she was okay.

you hated telling people, especially your boyfriend, you couldn’t hang out with them; it made you feel guilty.

y/n: i’m sorry kou but i’m meeting my mum tomorrow, we’d planned this weeks ago and she’s travelling a long way..maybe another day? sorry again bubba :,(

seen: 23:01pm

bokuto doesn’t reply that night. nor does he text you in the morning like he usually does, not a single text or call. you’re quite somber when you’re with your mum, luckily she does most of the talking because your mind is racing and just filled with bokuto.

when you arrive home that late afternoon, around 17:34pm, bokuto has people over. kuroo, kenma, oikawa, iwazumi, akaashi, hinata, atsumu, osamu, suna, kageyama, and three girls who you didn’t know. one of which was sat extremely close to bokuto, her legs draped over his lap, and flirting with him so obviously. your heart stopped.

“oh, hey, y/n!” kuroo greets happily, grinning at you.

“hi,” you reply, softly smiling back at him, “are you all okay?”

the group replies, uttering that they’re good and thank you for asking. the girls exchange slightly confused looks with each other, a gesture that reminded of a petty thing high school kids used to do.

“i’m sorry to interrupt guys, i’m just gonna go to bed.” you say quietly, not wanting to stay any longer.

“oh, come on, stay! i’m sure your beloved would want you here. right?” atsumu turns to bokuto for confirmation.

bokuto doesn’t even spare you a glance, he just shrugs, “not really bothered.”

ouch.

bokuto always wanted you to hang out with him and his friends. you had no idea what you’d done to make him upset with you..once everyone had left you needed to question him on the subject.

you force a smile, “it’s okay guys, i’m really tired anyways.” they wish you goodbye as you walk into your bedroom, and shut the door.

later that night, when everyone had gone home and bokuto was finally alone with you and in bed, you decided to ask him what’s wrong.

“kou?” you ask, your voice barely above a whisper.

he doesn’t move, or reply—just continues to scroll through his phone, his back facing you. your heart was pounding and you felt nervous for his reply.

“bokuto? i need to speak with you, please...”

he sighs, “what?” he snaps, attitude laced in his words.

“i’m not sure why you’re upset with me, but you’re being extremely strange. i’m not sure what i did but i’m sorry and i hope you can forgive me.” you smile, hoping he would forgive you.

“y/n, you know what you did. you fucking blew me off and i was all alone all day. the boys were busy today, but i was so sad and lonely that they had to come round. it’s not fair, you do this all the time.” he rants to you, making you feel incredibly guilty and upset.

he did this a lot. he’d ask you to do something, you were busy or couldn’t make it, and he’d be upset. so, “can we hang tomorrow?” really means, “hang out with me tomorrow, or i’ll be upset with you for the rest of the week.”

it was toxic, but you were blind and loved him too much that his toxicity was nothing but silly little moments of upset to you. nothing more, nothing less.

“oh, no! baby, i’m so sorry. i promise i’ll never blow you off again—oh i feel so bad!”

bokuto just nods sadly and cuddles up into your chest. you fall asleep in each other’s arms, you feeling happy that he forgave you, and bokuto grinning that he got you to apologise this time again.

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i apologise bokuto’s was absolute ass. i hate this one so much, i’ve been putting off finishing it for days. sorry it’s so bad guys :(

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